Barely Breathing

Droplets of water gloriously cascading and massaging my back in a soft prickling way. The coolness seeping through my skin as my mind drifting elsewhere.

Lifeless eyes of a blond wolf staring nowhere, still haunt me every time I close my eyes. Jasper is dead. I should not dwell on it. No one's after me anymore. I am finally free. Yet something in my gut tells me it was just the beginning.

What Xyrus might not be telling me? Would it change my life again? Am I so engrossed with my own nightmare that I never cared to see he has his own demons?

The solution for my nightmare apparently from what I understand was the beginning of his own. I closed my eyes, promising myself to get answers tomorrow. It can wait.

A soft knock echoed from my bedroom door. I quickly turned off the shower and put on a robe and wrapped my hair in a short towel.

I stared at the wooden door debating whether to open it or not. Xyrus was outside my door. He knocked again this time louder. "Princess... I know you're there..." He called out.

These new profound feelings I have for him would do me no good. I don't deserve his affection, he's too good for me. Too good to be real. Who knows when he will start to disappear in my life like those who are dear to me.

I can't bear the agony of losing someone again. It's too painful.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm counting to three. ONE."

I rolled my eyes glaring at the door, of course, he would force his way in.

"TWO." He said amused yet tiredness laced on his tone. "Both of us knew we could do this the easy way."

I took a deep breath, still debating whether to open it and let him in. I don't trust myself with him around.

"Fine. I'm knocking this down." Xyrus announced to which I quickly opened the door and glared at him. Half of my body was hidden behind the door.

go away," I said and was about to close the door when he flattened

hair falling on his shoulder like he had rushed to go here even before his hair fully dried. His eyes were tired yet there's a spark in them that

was wearing a black v-neck shirt and same colored fitted short blending well with his

face, taking my breath away from

"Sleep."

He was holding a pillow on his other hand to which I arched

to sleep, we are. So open

Did I hear him right? I hold the knob tighter, my

approve it or not." He intervened,

"You can't just order me

fell on my slightly parted lips. Something crossed his

his face towards mine. Slowly, nearing to which my eyes almost bugged out. Heart pounding wildly in my chest

our lips, I stepped back unconsciously. Cheeks flushing, as heat kept crawling on my insides feeling tingly. And, it doesn't help that my heart thudded widely

sparked that of mischief lacing in its hypnotizing

door locking woke me from a trance. I blinked my eyes few more times, can't believe I was distracted enough to let

words left

lowered in my body slowly down to my toe and back up to my lips, again and again. His smile faded replaced by the side of his jaw tensed and his eyes scare me of how intense they

put some clothes on before I can't help myself and do things you aren't ready for." He

backward, averting my eyes elsewhere. Ignoring the

around, his back facing me. Wrinkle stretches on the white cloth wrapped in the

doing? " I