Languish for you (My soulmate) (14 page)

“Because she was afraid of him,” she answered simply. “She wouldn't even look at him without any suspicious. We didn't need that, because it will
have
stolen our time, Christopher. But I must say, I did a mistake. Trini....Vanessa isn't as I have thought she would be. She is unpredictable, controlled by her own feelings and thoughts,” she stated, putting a small smile on her face. “I like her,” then she said suddenly. “She could really change the world with her stories.”

Christopher scowled and stole a glance at the corridor. He tried to hear any kind of noise there, which could tell him that Trinity was listening to them, but there weren't any noises. He felt disappointment.

“Maybe we should tell her why we don't tell her anything about us?” Christopher suggested.

Avery shook her head and paled.

“No. Don't even try to say to her a word about that, Christopher. Don't forget that we will leave her. The less she knows, the safer she will be.”

He nodded. He wanted that every of his protected souls could be safe. But still, there was something about her that made him want to keep her safer than them.

The door bell rang. Both of them turned their heads to the door, wondering who was standing behind them.

“Tobias?” Avery asked. Christopher pretended to be a sculpture. That one word was becoming a curse to him and he didn't really have idea why. “I will open the door,” Avery announced as she stood up. Christopher nodded and quickly walked to his room, closing the door behind him with a thud.

His hands found their way to his head. He closed his eyes. Maybe Avery was right, the sooner they will end this mission, the sooner he will be free of seeing her, Trinity, who managed without any attempt to touch his soul.

<<>>

Someone knocked on my door. Was
th
is Christopher? Or maybe it was Avery? To tell the truth, I didn't really care who was standing in the corridor and trying to win my attention. The only thing, which I wanted right now, was to be left alone and do nothing.

But the knocks on my door grew more impatient, disturbing my precious silence. I stood up reluctantly and opened the door. Yea, Avery was standing in front of me and behind her I could see another person. His eyes started shining as he saw me.

“Vanessa, we have a guest,” Avery said and moved a small step away, giving me a better look at our so called guest. I really hated that fake name of mine, even if I knew that this name belonged to a person who was important to Christopher.

Christopher.

Only his name put a tiny smile on my face.

“Hi,” I managed to say.

“Hi,” he said back and stole a glance at Avery, who was studying my face.

“Come,” I said to him and opened the door wider for him to come.

He nodded and, without any hesitation, stepped into my room. Avery gave me a smile and walked away. She pretended like everything was okay, like we didn't have any kind of quarrel ten minutes ago.

I closed the door and found Tobias not far away from me, observing my room which should have seemed to him empty and cold. At least this room had this kind of effect on me.

“So,” I started, but soon I forgot what I wanted to say next, because our eyes met and I totally lost in his vivid blue eyes.

How would I feel if kiss him? I asked myself in my mind.

“You were... gone. Did something bad happen?” thankfully, he didn't lost his capability to speak.

I turned my face to other side, breaking our eyes contact. I felt safer when I couldn't see that vivid blue color, but at the same time I felt like a stray puppy, which was searching for safety and warmness.

“No. I just didn't want to be there. Too many changes at on time; new home, new people... you know, I have many things to deal with.”

I should have also mentioned that I had problems with understanding, why I was really brought back to life. No. Cross that. I should ask another question. Why couldn't I reborn in other body? That was the right question to ask.

“Uh,” he let the sound as he took a few steps to me. I didn't dare to lift my face up to see how close he was, because with my own skin I sensed his body warm next to me. Dammit. That was really scaring thing, but at the same time I was thrilled, craving for his touch.

“Why are you here?” only God knew how many willpower I needed to create that one question in my head and say it out loud.

“I was worried,” he said almost in a whisper. He wasn't sure what he was feeling toward me and that made him confused and lost. At least I knew what made me feel so shy, so pulled to him.

Tobias summoned up his courage and came closer to me. Too close, to tell the truth. I needed to take some steps away from him before it was too late. But when I ordered my body to move, it didn't obey. It waited.

Tobias wasn't sure if he should do that, but his
instinct was
taking over his sanity. He lifted his hand up, letting his fingers touched my cheek. In my brain I could hear a voice, screaming me to do something, for example, to move my stagnant body away from him or give him some kind of sign that he shouldn't act like this. But my stupid body didn't understand that I was his owner and it should obey me. So, I just stood, enjoying Tobias's fingers against my cheek.

I closed my eyes, trying to drown in that sensation which my body wanted more and more to feel. I felt abandon and sad when he removed his fingers. I opened my eyes to see his face and try to understand, why he did such a big crime. But before I could even take a good look at him, he drew his face nearer to mine, our lips were so close that I even could taste them.

Please, kiss me, I found myself begging in my mind. I forgot
everything;
there were only me and him.

Maybe he read my desire, or maybe he wanted himself to taste my lips, because only in matters of seconds, our lips joined and I felt responding to his movements. Damned how a great kiss it was. I didn't want for it to end.

His hand soon found their way on my hips, my back, my neck...it seemed that his hands were all around me, that there wasn't any spot left which wouldn't be touched by him, creating a fire in my body.

“It feels so good to touch you, kiss you,” he whispered when we broke our kiss. He tasted like sunshine which I wanted to suck like a sponge the water.

Without giving a second thought, I returned my lips to his. I had never felt such sensation in my body before. And what was the worst, I wanted to keep it like a mercenary dragon.

But suddenly something hit me and I pulled away from him.

It isn't right, I said in my mind.

“Sorry,” I said quickly. He seemed confused, out of breath and...hot. That really didn't help me to take control over my own body, which knew, what it wanted. I really had never thought that there will come that one day when a man could
affect
me like this. Not even in my dreams...stories...

“No,” he shook his head and lowered his head a bit. “ I should be sorry. I just...” he met my eyes. “I had
wanted
to kiss you so much since the first time I saw you.”

I licked my lips. I could taste him on them. But before the instincts could give commands to my body, I took a deep breath and took two more steps away from him. I needed to create some distance between us. He maybe thought the same thing, because he took some steps away from me, too.

“Maybe you would like some tea?” I asked, turning my eyes at my hands, which wanted only one thing – touch him.

“Yea,” I heard him saying a
nd that was enough for me. I sh
ot out from my room to the kitchen. I left him alone in my room. I knew how
I should
look in his eyes when I ran out in such a hurry, but I really couldn't trust myself in front of him right now. He was in the same condition, so he couldn't be very angry with me for acting like this.

Avery was in the kitchen, sipping her coffee calmly. She wasn't surprised when I burst into the kitchen blushed and without breath. Avery knew perfectly what had happened in my room. That really shocked me. But when I saw a prepared tray, just waiting to be picked up, I frowned. It was that thing which finally erased what Tobias had created in my body.

“What is he doing here?” I asked her, snaking my arms around my body.

“Trying to win your heart, of course,” she said, lifting one part of her lips up. “Although he doesn't need to do that. You are soulmates,” she put her cup on the table and took some steps closer to me. With one finger she lifted my face to meet her eyes. “You shouldn't fight. Just give in and live a life which was stolen from you.”

“Everything is done with a reason and for every decision must be paid,” I didn't know why I said that, but hearing Avery's statement, I felt angry. Her world really managed to touch some kind of secret button in me.

She removed her finger from me like she got burned. From her eyes I could see that she was loathed.

“In your case, you were given another life. Only a stupid person would give back a gift which was given to him.”

“Some gifts are meant to be returned,” I snapped.

In my stories I always repeated one thing over and over; no one could ever understand what you were feeling and who you truly were. Avery had just told me one thing which I hated; she thought that this another chance was a gift to me and I was acting foolishly by trying to fight against it. But the worst thing was that no one had asked me if I really wanted to have one. How many problems were created only because humans thought that another would be happy if he could get this or that.

“Not in your case, Vanessa. Just relax and have some fun,” she said, smirking. All tension in the kitchen, which was starting to born in this room a few minutes ago, vanished like it had never even been here.

I nodded reluctantly. At least she was right about one thing; I was stupid, because I didn't believe that I wouldn't even need to pay for this second chance.

“Good girl,” she said, touching my hair carefully, before she took her cup back into her hand. “Christopher went out. I will do the same thing, too. You will be left here alone. You know that you can't leave the flat, right?” I nodded. “Perfect.”

Before she could say something else what could trigger something in me, what I didn't want to feel or say, I grabbed the tray and walked out. But still, I wasn't quick enough.

“Sometimes just try to pretend that there isn't another reason why it all is happening. Don't create too
many troubles
in your life, Vanessa. Your life is too short to try to read all riddles in this world.”

“So, I need not to waste it and ask only the right questions,” and I was out of her sight. For some reason Avery was a professional to push my buttons. The only person who had the same power over me was my father. I didn't know, but everything what he did and said seemed to me wrong. I always commented his behavior. Maybe it wouldn't have been much a deal if he could have even tried to listen to what I was telling him and try to correct his mistake. But he didn't even show any effort. And in the end, he became a stranger in my life.

I didn't hurry to come back into my room. I just stopped in the corridor and spent some minutes like this; standing, staring at one spot without any purpose.

In the end, I shook my head and took those remaining steps to my room where I found Tobias sitting on my bed, reading my story on the laptop's screen. He seemed genuinely interested in it and even lost, because he hadn't even heard me entering the room.

“That story needs editing,” I declared.

“Yea, I see that, but still... it's interesting. You like to write?” he asked, not lifting his eyes from the screen.

In his face I could see something odd. I couldn't understand what kind of emotion it was: surprise, shock, disgust, jealousy...

“Yes. I like writing, creating new worlds. At least in them there is a good ending, truth and love,” I put the tray on the table.

“My cousin also likes writing... liked,” he corrected himself and lifted his eyes to meet mine. I saw pain in them which I wanted to remove from him. He was too gorgeous to feel agony.

“Liked? Is she...” I didn't want to say that word which I had been using so freely before. Right now that one word seemed so powerful that I could make someone cry.

“Dead? Yes. She died before I was even born. But I heard stories about her and read her manuscripts. She was a talented person. Also, and strange. Her mother told me many stories about her. She used to understand the world... not as everyone else. She tried to find something in it what others couldn't.”

“I am sorry,” I didn't know what else I could tell him.

“It's okay. How I have told you, I didn't have opportunity to meet her, although I would have liked to chat with her. You know, you look a lot like her,” he said, looking at me
with dreamy eyes
.

I didn't really know what to say to that. So, I took a cookie from the tray and started eating it, really slowly.

“But even if she be alive, she would be really old.”

He stood up and slowly approached to me. I followed his movements with my eyes, begging in my mind that he could kiss me again. Maybe Avery was right. Why should I fight? All my life I wanted to know to whom I truly could give all of me. And here, Tobias was standing, according to my tutor and protector, he was the one who won't ever hurt me, leave me. But then why did I feel that it wasn't so simple to give up? Why did feel that something was still not right? Like something was missing.