Bring Me Closer to Heaven

I didn’t know what he was talking about at all, and honestly I didn’t care. I wasn’t thinking it was going to be a major deal, maybe not to tell someone else about this or hell maybe even go on a date with me. Sadly the things that came out of his mouth wasn’t something that I expected. Honestly when he said it was almost lighted out loud at him.

“Sell your soul to me.” He purred, standing up on the creaky looking stairs then descending them. God he looked so god like as he walked like that. It was unreal, all of this. I was still expecting myself to wake up at home.

I never really answered him. Probably because I was to busy watching him. Why did I have to be those girls that swoon at the sight of my all time favorite band’s singer. Why could I act cool, pretend that it didn’t matter to me that I was seeing him right now. I guess I’ll have to make a note to work on that, although I may never see him again after this.

“Kitten?” That snapped me out of my thoughts and I realized that he was standing on the bottom of the stairs waiting for me to answer him. “Come on, I’m not walking through that water if you don’t want to make my deal.” He demanded, crossing his buff tattooed arms over his chest. Did he just call me Kitten? Did I just answer to it? What the hell….

“Um…” My voice was weak, and cracked. I think it was because I haven’t used it in what seemed like forever. “What?”

He chuckled, the sound sending chills down my spine. “Sell your soul to me, just make the deal Kitten, I’ll explain later. Of course then you will not be backing out of it. Come now, say yes so I can get you out of that water and get you in some clothes. You look cold.”

I swear my mind was jelly, I could barely keep up with what he was saying and that was not good. I was nodding before I even thought about it. Great, I probably just did something that I will regret. Although I really don’t care right now, he was right I was cold and just wanted to get out of these chains. Anything would be worth it to get out of here alive, besides by this point I’m going to be sick if I stay in here any longer.

His mouth turned into a large grin, one that actually made me feel a little uncomfortable. Of course that faded into excitement when he took the last step into the water and began moving towards me, trudging through it, sending splashing all over. I closed my eyes when he approached me with it because I was afraid it would get in my eyes. Before I knew what was happened-or how he did it- there was a loud slicing noise. Like the sound of rope burning, and then my hands were free. No longer bound. Sadly we both realized that was what was holding me up a tad to late, I tumbled face first into the water as soon as I was free. Wow, I didn’t realized I was that weak.

He gripped me tightly around the elbow before I was in the water to long, yanking me up and tugging me to my feet. It honestly hurt, he was yanking me around to hard. At least he’s saved my life, that was the only thing keeping me from saying something to him.

“ Buona signore.” He mumbled, moving me around in his arms until he was sure he got a good enough hold on me.

I grunted on accident. “What language are you speaking?” I found my voice weak again, it was like I was defeated. In all honestly I didn’t like that.

“Italian.” He informed. “Stay quiet.”

That was rude, but I just listened to him. I was to worn out to argue with anyone at the moment. Plus I was still getting over the fact that I was naked in front of Matt Sanders. Although he didn’t seem to care, he didn’t seem to even notice. Either way I was still uncomfortable.

He trudged through the water again, just wrapping his arm around my waist and lifting me off the floor. This honestly hurt my stomach, and I tried moving around to make it hurt less but he just groaned at me so I stopped. When he climbed up the stairs I was jerked around so much that I thought I was going to puke, especially when the freaking blinding sun stung my eyes. When that happened I actually curled close to him, trying to shield my face in his side.

“Where are her clothes, Steve.” Matt sighed to my captor. When I looked up I found his nursing a bloody nose. Wow Matt must be strong because that guy looked like he could crush Matt. Steve just whined a little bit at him, acting like a child who had been scolded. Why would Steve be like this towards Matt, he honestly looked like he would be the one running things. “Now! She can exactly ride my bike naked now can she?”

Steve scrambled then, jumping up and running on. I’m just going to assume he didn’t want to be punched again. Matt set me down on my feet, keeping a steady hand on my shoulder. I found that I only came up to his shoulder and my average frame looked completely boney next to his. It made me feel weak considering one of his muscle arms looked to big to even wrap my fingers around. He looked down at me with those hypnotizing hazel eyes, then he took one of my wrists in his free hand, looking at the damage from the rope.

“Here!” Steve snapped, tossing a pair of woman’s underwear and a white man’s button down. Matt rolled his eyes and handed the clothing to me, waiting for me to put it on. It took me longer then normal because of my shivering state, but I was done in a fair amount of time. “Now get that girl out of here, I never want to see her again.”

Matt chuckled to himself. “That’s a deal I’ll have to make for myself.”