Under the charm
(My published book worldwide book cover called Toxic Persuaded Love -->
A moan escaped my mouth and our lips moved in sync motion. I'm surprising myself everyday that I'm becoming a really good kisser. Well, ok I won't say that I'm a good kisser, just that I'm getting kissed A LOT these days and it feels addictive if you ask me!
"Your an amazing kisser, Sasha," Kieran softly moaned and I felt his hands, that were placed on either sides of my neck, start to shiver.
You see, I am a good kisser, WOW! Who would have thought hey? I chuckled inwardly.
I smiled on his lips, whilst moving my hands under his t-shirt and touching his hard flat stomach.
"I want you . . . Now" Said a faint voice, deep within my throat. I wasn't planning on letting any words come out, yet they did and now this just made Kieran go crazy.
Literally.
He started shaking lightly, yet uncontrollably. First it started with him shivering under my touch, then he started jerking and moaning against my lips. While our lips where still touching, I opened my eyes to stare at him to see that his face was getting extremely paler by the second. It was strange to my eyes, yet something deep within me, something that feels like it wants to unleash its self, was wanting me to take more.
Wait! Take more what? I questioned.
Though I did not have more time to question this peculiar moment as my vision started to go misty black. I moved my open eyes to Kieran's bed that was behind us and slowly the room started to blur black before my eyes. Something was happening. With realizing that I now slipped my tongue into his mouth, I suddenly felt hot spiky rough air filling my mouth and sliding down my throat.
It was a weird feeling to have, definitely would freak me out, though for a very strange reason, I was actually loving this feeling. Why was it so addictive, this prickly burning feeling? Why did I want to have more of it, lots more? And why had the prickly air suddenly stopped?
My eyes that were open that just strangely blacked out, were now clearing my vision to see clearly again. I took my tongue back into my mouth and moved slightly away from Kieran to see him just stand there like a statue, looking at me like he had just seen a ghost. It was not unforeseen to my eyes to notice blood start to slowly seep out of his nose, then slowly out of his blood-shot color eyes, then a lot out of his mouth.
I just stood there watching all his blood aimlessly poured out and drip to his carpet floor. Not even by a second that passed had more blood poured out. From what I was seeing right in front of me, it looked like he was bleeding to death. Should I do something? I questioned myself, now with slight curiosity. Though I could just stand there and aimlessly watch him with curious eyes, waiting for when he's completely drained out to see what's going to happen next. Call me cold blooded, call me heartless, I was merely any of that -- okay which is kinda a lie -- but just that I somehow felt like a new life was being born, which was strange to feel!
There was something in Kieran's blood-shot colored eyes that held most of my attention. In his eyes was an emotion. An emotion that definitely had me frown suddenly, because that emotion was no other than love . . .
By now his face, chest, pants, shoes, floor and even me had all his rich colored blood, staining and seeping through everything like red wine. Not a sound was present, only a faint sound coming from downstairs of his grandmother humming to a silly song. Kieran was still standing in front of me, up straight and looking directly into my curious eyes. The blood had stopped by now and only a little was still slowly running down from his crimson parted mouth.
I opened my mouth to say something, though nothing came out. I was literally tongue-tide at this point and did not know how to possibly say a simple word. Like I did plan on saying "Oh, you spilled blood on me" but decided against saying something like that that would get me laughing if I did. At the movement of my hesitation, he suddenly blinked and that was all he did before lifelessly dropping to the ground, lying at my feet in a pool of his own spilled blood.
I slowly bent down to look at his face closely. His eyes were still open, though definitely lifeless now. The color had long time ago drained from his body and now he just looked like a cold grey statue, with blood covering him as the only color.
I did not know what had suddenly caused Kieran to suddenly bleed out in front of me, though I did know that it had something to do with that awesome prickly air that filled my mouth and run down my throat with pleasure.
This awesome feeling I was now feeling felt like I knew Kieran back to front. Like what he's favorite color was or what he liked to do every day or who he had a major crush on. And apparently that major crush was me actually. But how I could suddenly feel these things about him was confusing me, yet I didn't mind.
Without another second, I stood up, walked to his room door and opened it. I coolly walked down the stairs and walked into the kitchen where his grandmother would be. She was busy on her laptop when I walked in, obviously not aware that her grandson was upstairs, dead. She hummed an annoying silly song that will later on be stuck in my head. Her head snapped up to me just standing there in the doorway of the neatly clean kitchen.
"Oh dear, you startled me!" She exclaimed, putting her tiny wrinkled hand to her chest in a dramatic way.
"I'm sorry," I chuckled heartlessly "Did not mean to scare you, just that I came to say goodbye now" I said without blinking. Kieran's grandmother frowned.
"Why sweetheart? You just got here! You have to at least stay for supper!" Â She kindly said to me with hope in her blue orbs.
I shook my head. "Sorry, have to be home now but will definitely come around again, you are very kind" I said politely, wondering how this poor old lady was going to react when she finds her grandson dead on his bedroom floor because of me.
She nodded in understanding and walked me to the front door.
"You know," She started "You are the first girl to ever take liking in Kieran. You're the first one to like him for him, so I thank you dearly. You see people differently than all the others. You don't look at who Kieran is and don't judge him for who he chooses to be, please look after him. Thank you dear and promise to come back OK?" She ends with a sad look in her eyes, dry lips looking pale.
I did not know what she had meant by all that, and I don't think I want too. Not that I'm being selfish, just that there is no longer a Kieran on this earth anymore. And soon, this kind old lady will know as well.
I just smiled at her and walked down her garden path and down the street, hopefully I would find a bus a long my tracks before the sun goes down.
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Walking down the dirt pathway bought back flashbacks of when I first set foot on Clayton's farm. Although it was merely two weeks ago that I was still alive and human, breathing and going to a party that I got invited to, it now felt like it had been centuries ago with how so much has happen to my life.
A sudden someone's name rang in my ears and I couldn't help but smile suddenly into the late sun set evening.
Chad's name was on my lips as I thought of yesterday's night when Chad had been almost near kissing me -- again! If I had a heart, it would have definitely skipped multiple beats by second, as well as it would have been so totally heard by Chad because, well, he's a vamp with super good hearing! I bet he wishes he could hear my heart -- even though its long time dead -- because then he would know what I kinda feel for him. Don't get me wrong, Clayton is super hot to my liking, not to mention he smells sooooo tasty! Plus the other guy I was kinda liking, was Kieran and look where I now put him DEAD, so . . . just that with Chad, I somehow feel a pull -- a very strong growing pull -- that's alluring me deeper into his dark mysterious unbreakable charm.
But then there was always . . . Roman.
Now he, he was another story. Roman had a new persona about him that had definitely blossomed over night. Something has changed within him; I could clearly pick that up today, and changed in look wise. He was no longer that shy guy. This new guy was really intimidating and it started up a reminder spark within me again -- the same spark I felt today when touching him (that sounds kinda weird) -- and makes me feel warm inside, which was strange.
But I didn't want to think of him now, even though a little personal part of my body wanted me to continue thinking of his hot-- I mean, his body -- or name. And soon after that the hungry surge disappeared.
I continued walking down the dirt path, wondering if I was getting nearer to Claytons house yet. I had felt like I've been walking for ages now to get to his house, maybe due to the fact that I had to walk from Kieran's house to here!!! And boy was I starting to get lazy now.
Seeing a big bolder coming up, I quickened my pace a little and finally after 3 hours of walking, sat down and rested.
I was thinking of nothing but listening to my silenced surroundings, when suddenly I heard my name being called from afar. My eyes widened and my lips pulled upwards in disgust as the person sounded like a creepy hobo. And I wasn't very fond of creepy hobo's.
I turned in my comfortable spot to be greeted with the dark forest right behind me. It wasn't scary for me looking in a darked out forest with shadows casting everywhere, but it definitely screamed out "There's a hobo out there, screaming your name!!! You should kill it before that dirty thing finds you first and wants to beg for kisses because you're smoking HOT!!"
Though before I could get up from the big bolder, that creepy hobo's voice yelled my name again. This time from the left side of the forest. My gaze scanned cautiously over each tree but still saw nothing. The second time that creepy hobo had called, sounded way near to me so he said have been ten feet away from me by now!!
"Sasha . . ." Said a sudden scratchy -- less creepy hobo, more sickly -- voice RIGHT into my ear in a faint effect.
I swiftly snapped my head to where I hear the voice and was taken aback when Kieran was suddenly standing there.
First question that popped into my head was, what the f#*k!!!!
His clothes were still the same blood stained clothes from when I last saw him, which was when he died in front of me! But no blood was on his face where actually all the blood was pouring out from.
I stared at him with shock and he stared at me with a pained expression. Didn't he die? Did I not accidently kill him by draining out that prickly air and leave him bleeding out to death right before my eyes??
"Umm . . ." Was what all I could unintelligently say, looking him up and down, now suddenly noticing he was bare foot. "Where's your shoes?" I said without thinking.
He suddenly said -- making me almost jump at how he sound now perfectly normal -- "You left me behind, why did you leave me behind?" He asked sadly yet also demandingly.
I frowned in confusion as well as pure shock. "Leave you? I left because I thought you died!" I harshly whispered the last word at him.
He looked taken aback at what I said. "D-died?" He stuttered out the word nervously. "I-I'm not d-dead!" He protested, now looking angry. "You're the one that's the dead one! I-I f-felt it when you were in m-my r-room!" He argued.
I sighed in defeat.
"Kieran, you are dead because I saw your lifeless body just after I . . . uhm . . . Kissed you?" I said that more of a questioned then a statement, but what I had said was seriously true.
It took him some time to try and remember, calculating everything that went down in the last hour that I had been at he's house. He looked up then and said in the saddest tone ever, "When I woke up from dying, you were gone and I got scared being alone, and then quickly ran down stairs to see that you weren't there either and then--" He ranted on and on, so I quickly shut him up by saying,
"How did you find me?" I asked.
"Well that was easy actually, I kinda felt you or whatever and then suddenly I was in this dark forest, knowing you where near" He explained with a small smile. Affection gleaming in his eyes towards me. Wait, affection! Why would he be looking at me like that?
"Umm, okay then. So, um now that you found me why don't we . . . um . . . get you home?" I said uneasily.
He nodded. "Okay, lead the way, I don't know where you live so," He motioned for me to move. I looked at him dumbfounded. "Does your house -- OUR new house have a TV?"
"--OUR new house?" I asked with bewilderment. "No, no, no, no ,no ,no, noooo, no, no and NO! You are sooo not living with me!"
He looked sad, smile instantly dropping. "W-why not-t?" He asked in the cutest baby voice, giving me those cute-sad puppy-dog eyes.
After having a major debate inside my head about whether or not to let Kieran go back home to his grandmother to probably give her a heart-attack at first sight of him, OR, to let him stay with me at the warehouse where I would have to hide him away from Chad of course!
I groaned outwardly, pulling at my hair with frustration.
"Okay fine, you can come live with me, but only one condition," I warned. His face lit up like a happy boy on Christmas and he jumped playfully up and down waiting for my condition. "That you cannot be seen by another person, that means living under Cha -- I mean, MY roof, you have to hide when I get visitors!!" Mostly I was stressing about when Chad has to feed me and then Kieran would see.
He nodded and swung his arms around me, but failed immediately due to the fact he just went right through me!
I turned around while he swiftly got back up and smiled sheepishly, though I did not miss the sadness cross through his dead eyes for a brief second before covering it up with giving me the most affectionate look ever.
I quickly looked away from him and nodded my head in the direction of Clayton's house where I would take us to the warehouse, hopefully Chad was not there waiting up for me. "Let's get going, it's getting darker."
Without further or do, Kieran happily started skipping next to me the entire way to the warehouse.
This is going to be a nightmare! I stressed, picturing me telling Chad about Kieran that's now my new bunk mate, plus my new dead ghost friend -- thanks to me!
Sigh.
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SSoory for late upload. If you guys like sweet Kieran, there's more to come for future chapters ... mwahahaha :P
"Its kinda sad that Kieran had to die, I mean he was so innocent!!" -- Said by my great friend on Wattpad Daisy89