He Changed
1110 Words
The roar of the motorcycle echoed down the city streets, blending with the cars we passed. I stayed quiet, barely breathing as Cassiel sped through the lanes. Every tilt of his body flowed perfectly with the bike’s movements.
I wasn’t scared. There was a strange trust I placed in Cassiel. I didn’t even know where it came from, maybe since the day we met, or every time Cassiel showed up to save me when things got hard.
We left the city center, following the roads that led toward the highway, farther and farther from town. I had no idea where Cassiel was taking me, but I could tell we weren’t going back to his house.
The road turned into steep, winding hills—like a snake coiling upward. Only a few cars passed us; the rest were silent, swallowed by darkness. When we reached the top, Cassiel turned off onto a gravel path, stopping in a small clearing overlooking the city.
I stayed seated for a moment, staring at the shimmering lights below. The view was breathtaking, beautiful yet shadowed by a hint of darkness.
Cassiel killed the engine, and I climbed off, walking to the cliff’s edge. Exhausted, I sank to the ground and wrapped my arms around my knees.
Before I knew it, tears slid down my cheeks.
I wasn’t trying to complain about my life. But sometimes it just felt too heavy—too much to endure. How long could my body and soul hold out? Or maybe… how long before I finally broke apart?
I heard Cassiel’s footsteps crunch on the gravel as he came closer. He sat cross-legged beside me, his gaze fixed on the city lights.
“You okay?” Cassiel asked.
I didn’t answer right away, quickly wiping away my tears. I didn’t want to look weak in front of him.
“Yeah, I guess,” I said hoarsely.
“What happened, Lune? I saw Danny attack you; he’s never done that before.” Cassiel growled, frustrated. “I swear, I’ll beat the crap out of him for that.”
“He did nothing. It’s my fault.”
“What do you mean? What did you do?”
I looked at my hands; they seemed darker somehow. I didn’t understand what had happened back in the pit either. That wasn’t normal. I didn’t know if it was a coincidence or something else entirely. And why was Daniel accusing me of things I didn’t do?
“Lune?” Cassiel’s voice broke my thoughts.
“I’ll do anything, even serve you for the rest of my life, but…” I inhaled shakily, trying not to cry again. “Please don’t ask me to go back to the circuit. I’ve already caused enough trouble, Cassiel.”
“Every problem has a solution, Lune.”
“You don’t understand! I can’t make Daniel mad at me again, or accuse me of something crazy! I don’t even know what’s happening to me!”
Cassiel’s strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me close. I sobbed against his chest, the steady rhythm of his breathing calming me. His scent—warm and familiar—soothed the chaos in my heart.
“Feeling better now?” he asked softly.
His voice made me feel safe. Without realizing it, I slipped my arms around his waist. I felt calm. I liked this warmth; it felt peaceful.
“Yeah,” I whispered.
“Good. Now, tell me what really happened.”
I told him everything, every strange detail. The trembling ground, the sudden gusts of wind, and Daniel’s accusations.
“Oh, damn,” Cassiel muttered.
“I swear, I don’t understand why he’s saying those things about me.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll talk to him. I’ll fix this.”
“But I don’t want you two fighting because of me. You don’t know what it’s like to be the reason people argue.” I sighed. “It sucks.”
Cassiel chuckled softly. “Don’t worry, Lune. I’ll handle it calmly. I promise.”
I nodded and rested my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. We stayed silent for a while, lost in the stillness.
Then Cassiel’s heartbeat started to race. His body began to tremble. I looked up—his jaw clenched tight, like he was in pain.
“Cassiel? Are you okay?”
Panic shot through me as sweat beaded on his forehead. His eyes darkened, and his teeth gritted audibly. I pulled away, shaking his shoulders.
“Cassiel! What’s wrong?” I cried.
His eyes squeezed shut, and a low growl escaped his lips. “Go, Lune. Get away from here!”
Leave Cassiel here? In the middle of nowhere? While he was clearly in pain? No way.
“No, I’m not leaving you!” I clutched his shoulders tightly. “We can go! I’ll get you to a hospital, you’ll be okay!”
“No, Lune…”
“I can drive the bike!”
“Go, Lune! Now!”
He shoved me hard, sending me sprawling to the ground. Then he fell too, clutching his head as he groaned in agony.
“No!!” Cassiel screamed.
I rushed to him, trying to help, but his hands kept pushing me away.
“Please! Let me help you! Trust me, Cassiel, I can help!” I cried desperately.
“Leave me alone, Lune!”
His voice sounded different—deeper, rougher. The hair on my arms stood up. Fear crawled through me.
What’s happening to him?
His breathing grew ragged, and low growls rumbled in his chest. Slowly, Cassiel lifted his head and locked eyes with me.
“Cassiel?” I whispered, trembling.
“You’re mine,” he growled.
Before I could react, Cassiel lunged and pinned me to the ground. I tried to break free, but he was too strong.
I stared into his face—he looked lost, not himself—and then I saw it. A faint red glow flickered in his eyes.
“C-Cassiel? What’s happening to you?” I stammered.
“You’re mine,” he repeated, voice deeper, almost inhuman.
Then his lips crashed onto mine. A rush of heat surged through my body, stealing my breath away.
My vision blurred. Suddenly, flashes of memories—or maybe visions—burst in my mind.
I saw myself with Cassiel… in my father’s workshop. We were making love—wild, passionate, raw. Every touch, every kiss, burned like fire.
“Lune…” Cassiel’s voice echoed in my head.
Where am I? Is this real? Or just a dream?
But one thing I knew for sure—
I wanted Cassiel.
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