Two bodies rested on the soft and dewy blade of grass of the hill. As my body betrays my courage to pretend that I felt warm against the night air, my bare skin showed goose bumps which gives me an automatic reaction to cross my arms and calm the raised hairs by rubbing my palms towards my flesh. A fog on my breath made me looked down on my chest and when I did, I couldn't help but catch a glimpse of spark of the necklace I'm wearing. I lifted my right hand to reach the pendant hangin between my breasts. I caught it and elevate it into an angle where I can see the most of it. I stared at the red blood tear-shaped, crystal-like pendant. This necklace never fails to impress me, once again, I was pleased by its elegant beauty. I was playing with my choker by twisting it with my thumb and index finger when the person besides me exhailed a heavy sigh. I peered at him but he didn't gave my gaze back. I stared at his profile for tens of seconds. He is so beautiful and enchanting that I often wonder if he's a vampire. The necklace that he gave me proved that he's real. Maybe not a vampire, but he's presence is true. He looked up and the moonlight gave his brown eyes a slight hazel tint. I knew that he knew that I was staring at him but he didn't seem to mind. He stretched his left hand and placed his arm over my shoulders. I rested my head over his muscular bosom. I cast an upward gaze again, but this time he was the one looking at me. I was convinced that my red blood cells raced toward my cheeks since a quick upward curved showed into his lips. I was mesmerized even though I know I shouldn't be. He smiled once again, but I felt uncomfortable on this second one he gave me. I'm genuinely sure that, that grin meant something. I was sure that he was meaning 3 words,until, I thought harder, and realized I was wrong. It wasn't that three words that he wanted to say! It was only two. Daggers graved my heart and a hot rush perched into my throat. I've never wanted more air from my life but this time, it looks like I reaally need the most oxygen I could get. I was sure, so positive, that Eric's cold smile and warm eyes, meant "hello" and "goodbye". 0 comments
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