Darkly and Eternally Yours

Chapter 14

A number of shrill melodies pierced through the previously serene thin veil of my sleep. My phone.

"Ugh." I muttered in my sleep induced frustration, even my lashes refused to part. I reached my hand out to find my phone, but instead knocked over the glass of water I always keep by my nightstand. "Shit." I grumbled, already hating the day before it even started. Surely this is a sign of what a shitty day today's gonna be. I sat up to investigate where my phone disappeared to.

"Hello." I exhaled in relief when I found it.

"Hey, are you up?" Adrian's suave voice flowed out through the speaker, smoothing out the rough start of my day. Maybe it won't be such a bad day after all.

"I am now." I answered, getting out of the bed to pick up the glass.

"I need to talk to you. It's important." He said.

"O...kay, Where?" I asked, making my way to the bathroom.

"Yours or mine?" He asked back.

"Uhh... Mine? I have classes this afternoon so it'll be easier." I said, closing the bathroom door.

"Alright, can I come over now?" He asked, in a strange tone.

"Sure." I replied, inspecting my face in the mirror.

"Why's your voice echo-ey ?" He asked, in that strange tone, which made me laugh.

"Because I'm in the bathroom and I wanna pee. So I'm gonna hang up." I said.

"No, no, wait. Are you gonna take a shower?" He asked.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Because... I'll be having a hard time deciding whether I should be the gentleman and walk away or watch and entertain myself." He said.

"What?" I asked, confused. But he just laughed.

"What the hell?" I exclaimed walking towards the window and sliding it open. And there he was, smirking and holding the phone to his ear as he stood there.

"Are you kidding? The glass is frosted!" I exclaimed as I looked at him in disbelief.

"Can't stop me." He said, grinning as his eyes raked over my body, his lips forming into a sexy smirk.

"I was literally about to pee." I said, folding my arms across my chest, which caused his eyes draw upwards and immediately fed his smugness. "Oh I don't mind." He said, making me roll my eyes.

"You're such a pervert." I said, pushing him away teasingly.

"Who gives up a chance like this? I am no fool." He said, grabbing my hands from his chest.

"Do you always sneak in and watch girls in their shower?" I asked raising an eyebrow at him.

"Only the pretty ones." He mumbled his lips dangerously close to mine.

"So what? I'm just another pretty one to you?" I brushed my lip with his, tasting him for a brief moment.

"You're not pretty. You never were. You're the beautiful one." He whispered against my lips before finally applying the much anticipated force, molding our lips together. Sucking on each other's lips, smiling for a brief moment but still continuing. He took my bottom lip between his. His tongue reaching out , stroking it before advancing to my mouth, desperate for entry, which I obviously welcomed. I could kiss him for hours, days, years, yet it would never be enough.

"Okay, before we get too carried away, this is my bathroom and I still have a strong urge to pee, and frankly, it's getting quite painful to withhold. So... think you can do your smoke thingy and come inside?" I asked.

"Smoke thingy?" He chuckled.

"Yeah the teleportation, whatever you call it, just let me pee in peace." I said.

He pouted adorably, sticking his bottom lip out, which gave me a strong urge to bite it. "Fine." He grumbled, leaning down to place one more kiss.

"Don't spy on me." I called out before he went.

"I make no promises!" He called out, making me shake my head and smile like a fool.

I brushed my teeth, washed my face, shampooed my hair twice, performed all of my shower routines, making sure I took my damn time, just to annoy Adrian.

Finally, after at least an hour I got out with a towel wrapped around me and found Adrian laying in my bed, his head propped over his elbow.

"That was a damn long shower." He remarked, with direct eye contact.

"Really? Guess time flew by." I shrugged, nonchalantly walking over to my closet.

"I was tempted numerous times to just go in there and check if you've drowned or something." He said dryly.

"I don't have a bathtub." I replied.

"Exactly." He said. I smirked when I heard the rustling of sheets behind me.

"Stop doing..."

"What?" I interrupted, as his hand clutched my towel.

"Stop teasing me." He growled as he slipped his hand inside the towel, hovering over my hip.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm just trying to get dressed, which you're not making easy." I gasped, as his hand trailed down my thigh, his face on my neck.

"You think you can just walk around in a towel, barely covering you? You're not gonna get away with it." He said, turning me around, pressing me flush against his firm body.

"You know this thing," He pointed towards my towel, wrinkling his nose like it was a snake, "Needs to go." He said, bending down to kiss my collarbone. His hand sliding up under the towel towards my back.

"It will, after this," I pointed towards his shirt, "Goes." I smirked.

He smiled, taking off his shirt in one swift movement. "And this goes next." I pointed towards his pants and he smiled again, clearly enjoying this. After he took them off, he smirked, the devil written all over his eyes.

"Now, my turn." He drawled, as he bent down to the hem of my towel and slowly, torturously pulled it up, revealing skin inch by inch.

As he came close to my face, his other hand came up to stroke my cheek down to my neck, softly brushing against my collarbone.

"You know I'm not very nice when you tease me." He said, his voice husky.

"Really, is that a threat?" I smirked.

"Maybe." He replied, smirking back.

"Well then, I don't mind seeing your not very nice side."

"Excellent." He replied, suddenly turning me around in a swift movement, my front pressed against the dresser.

I felt him pressed against my back, his breathing on my ear, he ran his hands at the length of my body before jerking my hips to him.

"Fuck." I gasped.

He chuckled darkly, whispering in my ear, "I'll make you scream, Beautiful."

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------An hour later:

Adrian and I sat on the kitchen together. Well, I was sitting on the counter and Adrian was determined to cook something for me as he saw in the cheesy romantic films. His attempts of cooking were hilarious, he poured too much flour, forgot to put eggs, put a hell lot of sugar and he was heartbroken when his pancake wasn't a perfect circle.

After all the catastrophes, he finally handed me one burnt and another under cooked pancake on a plate. I tried to hold back a smile, and dusted flour from his hair. "Wow." I smiled.

"I know it's bad, you don't have to eat it and pretend that you like it." He grimaced, sitting opposite of me.

"It's not bad, really, I like it." I replied, giggling at his droopiness.

"Don't lie to me." He said, squinting his eyes, giving me the evil eye, which made me laugh harder.

"I know it's burnt and all, but I don't care. At least you tried, you actually thought of it. No one ever attempted to cook breakfast for me before." I said, smiling at him.

"Well, they're lucky they didn't." He said, pouring me a glass of water.

"So I wanted to tell you-" He got cut off, by my phone ringing.

"Sorry, it's Dianna." I apologized; Adrian nodded and motioned for me to get it, as he started eating the pancakes.

"Hey K, listen I hate fighting with you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I got us an appointment at the nail salon, Pleaseeeee come!" She shrieked through the speaker making my eardrums burst, even though I was holding it away from my ear.

Adrian stifled a laugh as he continued shoving pancakes in his mouth. "Okay, when?" I asked.

"Great, I'll pick you up in five." She exclaimed.

"Wait, wait, we're going now?" I asked.

"Umm... Yeah!" She replied.

"But Di, I can't go right now, how about we go after the afternoon classes?" I suggested.

"What? Why? I could barely fit a slot in, this week is so busy and now you're telling me, you can't come?!" She yelled.

"You should've asked me first Dianna." I said.

"You always come with me! I didn't know that I had been replaced by your boyfriend! Why don't you guys just move in together, and cut ties with the whole world?" She yelled, taking me by surprise. I walked away from Adrian, whose eyes burned in me with curiosity.

"Dianna, what the hell is wrong with you? What is your problem with him? It's your freaking fault for not asking me first. You always decide things for me, you expect me to set aside all my priorities , when you come waltzing in asking for something. It's not always about you; you're not the only thing in my life." I said, frustration pouring out of me verbally.

"Yeah, clearly not anymore." She said snidely, before hanging up. I was shocked at the way she was acting. She never reacted like this before. I couldn't comprehend why she was overreacting.

"You okay?" Adrian walked over, sitting beside me on the couch.

"Yeah." I said, my brows furrowed in concern. I was worried. Was something bothering her, causing her to lash out at me?

"Does she know?" Adrian asked.

"Know what? This whole situation?" I asked, he nodded.

"No. I told her we had a fight, when I saw you in the dark cloak a couple of times, I freaked out and told her. But she never believed me. After I returned from the hospital, the day before yesterday, I was a mess, I didn't tell her anything about your job. I think she's just not sure if you'll hurt me again."

He nodded, and gulped, "Kiara I never wanted to hurt you."

"I know." I said, "It wasn't your fault, I mean you didn't have a choice." I said, my gaze dropping to the floor. Adrian put an arm around me and placed a kiss on my forehead. Like he did that night, when he comforted me.

"You know, you never really told me a lot about yourself. Like I have a friend, Dianna. Do you have any? Friends, family?" I asked, in intellectual curiosity.

He smiled a half smile. "Well, what can I say... I guess I can just tell you everything, now that I have nothing to hide from you."