Legion [Book II]

What Am I?

                                                                        --Luka POV--

"Shelly do we really have to do this tonight?" I could hear the frustration in my own voice, but I didn't care, she was getting on my nerves. Yet again, she'd invited herself over to my place, with no regard to the fact that I was dead tired. Work had become excruciating, my new clients are absolute ball busters who request that all of my living breathing moments be dedicated to them. I hardly slept, and when I did the nothingness of it all made me force myself to wake up. 

Where is she?

It's been weeks since I dreamed of my girl who eyes could set the city ablaze. For days, I'd hoped that this would be the night that I would see her again, until finally I realized, she was gone forever. Had I imagined everything? I'm not sure how this whole dream thing works, but if I mustered up the ability to create her before, why couldn't I do it now? The thought of it all was driving me insane, the lack of sleep,, and relaxation making me a jumbled ball of nerves. I'd like the say that's the only reason that I was annoyed with Shelly, that I just needed to forget about my dream girl and focus on the one that I have, but that would be a lie. Shelly never let me forget about the night I'd accidentally performed oral on her. She badgered my constantly about s*x, and it was really getting to me. 

"I just don't understand what's the problem...you gay or something?" Shelly rolled her eyes as I glared at her. "You know, if the roles were reversed and I treated you the way you treat me, I'd be called an asshole, a pig, a guy who didn't respect women. Yet for some reason you on the other hand feel completely comfortable with pressuring me about the very same things that would make me an ass if I pressured you." I rubbed the sides of my temples, she was giving me a migraine. Shelly looked down at her Blackberry. "I was talking to Joan the other day, and she thinks your inability to perform has less to do with our relationship and more to do with the one with your mother." 

Silence

As the final syllable left her lips, the sound around us seemed to dissipate. "You told your friends about my mother?" My sentence was laced with anger, I was seething. Shelly had crossed a line. "I-I'm just saying, maybe that's why your so..so." Shelly flailed her hands in the air. "DAMAGED!" I'd been called a lot of things, stuffy, overachiever, annoying, workaholic, but this one was new for me. Whatever was going on between Shelly and I, one thing she did know was what I dealt with growing up.To take my past and use it against me was low, and what's worse, it worked. For the first time, I felt damaged.

"Me not wanting to rip your clothes off doesn't make me damaged SHELLY...have you ever thought that maybe it had something to do with the FACT THAT YOU'RE NOT H-" I stopped myself short of the statement. 

Her

She wasn't Addeline. Not my Pele and that was the problem. I'd been with Shelly for some time now and being intimate with her just never felt right. Yet with Addeline it was different. The way her small frame molded into mine, she felt like she was made just for me. The way she listened to me, pushed me to be better. The way she made me feel like I was the only one who mattered. I didn't want to touch anyone else. I didn't want Shelly, hell I didn't want anyone who wasn't the person who knew more about me than anyone. I was smitten, and there was no other way around it. I was crazy for someone who didn't really exist. 

"Not what?"  Shelly was hysterical and I felt like s**t. No matter what, I swore to myself I would never be the type to make a woman feel less than another just because she wasn't the one I wanted.  I wouldn't plant that seed of insecurity in her mind. "Shelly I really need you to leave." Her mouth dropped, but the look on my face must have warned her to not say anything else. She grabbed her coat and stormed out, leaving me to process what  just happened. I plopped down on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair allowing my face to fall into my hands in defeat. 

A jolt of electricity moved through me, and I felt my body stiffen. The smell of cinnamon floated through my nostrils as a soft hand touched the back of my head. I didn't move. To worried that at any moment she would disappear. "Hey Blue Eyes." Her voice was low, sultry and confirmed to me what my body had already said, she was here. My Pele was here. I looked her at her, taking in the slow smirk that played on her face. "When did I fall asleep?" As soon as I said it, I wanted to take it back. After a month of not seeing her, that's the best I could do? When did I fall asleep? Addeline doesn't respond, instead she put her hand out for me to take.

"You look stressed...lets take a shower." Her eyes sparkled, but not the way they usually did when she was saying something in a s****l way. "I promise...no funny business." I grabbed her hand and followed her into the bathroom. After watching her turn on the water, she faced me and reached out grabbing my face. I could feel her using me to steady herself as she removed her shoes. Standing on the tips of her feet, her full lips placed kisses on my jaw line, while her hands worked to remove my shirt. I responded in kind, aiding in removing her items until we both stood in front of one another completely naked.

"God you're beautiful." A blush creeped on her face at the compliment. She took my hand and we entered the hot shower, allowing the steam and the water to relax us. I grabbed her into my hands, pulling her close for a deep kiss, my manhood throbbing when she responds by moaning lightly in my mouth. How is it possible for a woman to do so little, but affect me so much? I reach passed her and grab the shampoo from the rack. "Can I?" Her eyes widen, but she nods her head in approval, closing her eyes as I lather the suds in her hair. We spent the remainder of our shower washing one another, and sharing deep stolen kisses. After a while we decided to get out as to not prune any further.

"I've never had anyone wash my hair before." Addeline head rested on my chest, bringing me a sense of peace I'd been missing for weeks. "Stick with me kid, there's more where that comes from." She lets out a small giggle, and my heart seems to soar. Addeline tugged at the t-shirt I'd given her. It was big, but even still, she looked so damn sexy in it. I felt my manhood jump again, and I looked up at the ceiling. I needed my brain to go to another place.

"Goddess of fire, lightning, wind, dance and volcanoes."

"Huh?"

"Pele..she's a Hawaiian deity known as the goddess of fire, lightning, wind, dance and volcanoes...my dad told me about her when he returned from one of his many travels. He'd told me a lot about legends and myths of different places, but she, she always stuck with me. Something about being that powerful, being that badass...being like you." Addeline leaned up from my chest and I could see tears forming in her eyes. "You really think of me that way?" I nodded giving her a small smile. "I don't just say you have fire in your eyes because of their color...I say it because of the passion I see in then whenever.." I inhale deeply. 

"Whenever you look at me." A single tear fell from her eyes telling me everything I needed to know. She felt it, this thing between us, she felt it too. "You told me to do things that I've never done but always wanted...well if there was one thing I want more than anything...it's to have you in my arms when I wake up." It was true. I don't know when it happened, nor do I know how, but in that moment I realized I'd fallen for her, and the thought of not having her there in a few hours was killing me. Addeline rested her head back onto my chest. She didn't say anything, but I could hear the slow rhythm of her breathing. Within a few minutes, I felt my eyes get heavy, and I closed them never once taking my ears off the slow rhythmic sound of her breathing.

Beep Beep Beep Beep

The alarm clock sounded cutting through the peace of my slumber. I cracked one eye open, looking at the sun as it made it ways through the curtain. 

Last night was perfect

I couldn't help but smile to myself. She was back, my Pele was back in my dreams. I shifted my body and froze at the realization that someone else was in bed with me. With the covers laid over the head, I couldn't see her face, but it infuriated me all the same. Steam flew from my nose. When had Shelly come back? Why couldn't she respect my wishes?

"You're way out of line." I say snatching the blanket off the top of her head. My heart stopped. I couldn't breathe, the entire world feeling like it was closing in on me. Addeline's small frame, wrapped in my shirt, laid peacefully under the blanket. She shifted slowly, her embers opening to reveal a slew of emotions. My throat felt dry. 

"I-I don't..how?" I wasn't making sense, but I didn't' care. How could she still be here? She inhaled deeply and reached out for me, her hand dropping when I retched backwards away from her.

"Who..who are you?" Addeline looked to the blanket, and I could have sworn I saw a tear fall. Her voice was shaky, and in a way that was so low I almost missed when finally she said, 

"Not who...what...what am I."