The Darkest Eternities

X.The witch

Cara

"I only wanted to watch this one because it's the longest in the series and I wanted to spend as much time with you as possible, "he admitted rather bluntly.

His gaze was hot on me. My body was burning up. Everything was hot, the air, him, my body. All on fire. I was afraid my cheeks would soon burst into flames.

"I like you, Cara and I am certainly not letting you go. Ever. " He said it emphasising on the ever. Unknowingly, my body quivered with what I could only identify as delight. The way he talked, the dominance in his voice, it drove me wild.

Ivan's now darkened orbs shimmered. They sparked with an emotion I couldn't pinpoint.

"..."I was at a loss for words, completely speechless. My mouth was wide agape. Maybe he would close it with his. My mind toyed with the insane idea of kissing him then dismissed it quickly before I acted.

Surely I had no common sense around this man. He drove wild with emotion. Emotions I had never felt.

"Do not worry..." he spoke again. In a careful and gentle manner, he stroked a hand over my brown locks. "I will be patient with you, malen'kiy ." I had no idea what that last part meant...hell, even the part in English was incomprehensible. Patient for what?

He said nothing else. We did not speak for a while but continued to watch the movie as if the conversation never happened. Same as before, I saw him looking at me from the corner of my eye. This time I did not ask why.

I found my body leaning towards his. Eventually I was resting my head on his chest and his arm was around me.

Usually I was not this comfortable with males I barely knew but a strong indescribable force drew me to Ivan like metal was to a magnet. It was such a strong pull, one that my body could not ignore.

***

Alice parked the motorcycle on the street. I couldn't wait to get off. For the last twenty minutes I had been on top of that death machine hanging onto Alice for dear life as it went at a thousand miles an hour.

Not surprisingly, I had the worst ever seen case of helmet hair. The only cure was to shave off all of my hair. I should have put on my hoodie on top of my head before the helmet. But I didn't, now I looked deranged.

"Couldn't we have just taken my car? I would have strapped your little death machine to the top of my trunk."

"This was fun. Where else would you have gotten a rocking new hairstyle?" She joked. Slightly embarrassed, I raked my fingers through my raccoon's nest of a head in an attempt to neaten it.

Alice had unbelievably managed to convince me to accompany her to her grandma's house. I was promised cookies and muffins and if I didn't get them soon, there was gonna be a brawl.

We were in the middle of the town. A long line of kiosks and shops lined the streets making the town look even busier.

Alice parked the dead machine, her ' precious baby' as she called it, on the street not even bothering to chain it up or something.

"Aren't you worried someone will steal your 'precious baby'?"I asked in a somewhat mocking tone, adding air quotes. There was nothing Alice loved more than her bike.

"I have my own security measures. Do not worry about them." With a smile of confidence on her face she went to the door of a kiosk. The sign clearly said 'we're closed' but that did not stop my determined friend.

She tried to push the door open but it didn't work. As Alice tried to open the locked door, my thoughts went to the events of the previous night.

I thought of the things Ivan had said to me, the look in his eyes. He was either being candid or he was very proficient at lying. I had told myself it was the former