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.

was about to close

I can't help to notice the occasional droplets cascading from his damp 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 wasn't

v-neck shirt and same colored

lopsided smile brightened his face, taking my breath

"Sleep."

was holding a pillow on his

So open

hear him right? I hold the knob tighter, my eyebrows creased at his self invitation to sleep in my

to sleep in there whether you approve it or not." He intervened, pointing

I challenged. "You can't

the other until his gaze fell on my slightly parted lips. Something crossed his eyes like he was assessing me in his mind and

inched his face towards mine. Slowly, nearing to which my eyes almost bugged out. Heart

crossed the gap on 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

mischief

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

no words left my mouth as I watched the

and again. His smile faded replaced by the side of his jaw tensed and his eyes scare me

clothes on before I can't

the traitorous blush that crept once again

facing me. Wrinkle stretches on the white cloth

are you doing? "