When Your Own Have Died, When There's No More Pride, When Your Soul Is Frozen, Is That Enough?

I watched from a far as the car swerved around, barely escaping Lucian's grasp. I growled lowly. What had he done to me? Back when I was human I was completely vulnerable to boys. But now that I've been turned, I completely melt every time he looks at me, wether I like it or not. The car backed up, suddenly ramming into Lucian. I nearly jumped off the ground when he rocketed towards the ground. Of corse he landed on his feet. Why wouldn't he? But there was nothing that could deny that it scared the shit out of me.

Lucian was suddenly in front of me, his sword covered in blood. He was smirking as I glared at him. "Did I scare you?" He chuckled. I rolled my eyes walking away. "Oh, come on. I was just having a little fun!" He chuckled, nudging my arm playfully. "Sure you were." I grumbled, sticking my hands in my pockets. "You were actually worried about me, weren't you?" I was silent, not answering him. "Esmeralda?" I didn't answer him once again, keeping my eyes on my feet.

I was suddenly being pressed into the wall. "Esmeralda." I kept my head down, remaining a headstrong ass. "Esmeralda, look at me." I looked up, regretting it immediately. His breathe ran over my lips, heating my face into a dark blush. "Esmeral-" I couldn't stop myself as my lips crashed onto his.