BitterSweet - 1

Chappie 7

"I'm going to have to turn you into a vampire before we make out." Edward's brown eyes glistened down at me,

"But I like being alive." I muttered. Hmmm he was totally hot,

"I do as well but this won't hurt, much," He bent down and bit my neck.

I woke up as the sun gleamed through the open curtains. Yay! Sunny day! My happiness faded, quickly replaced with stone cold fear, as I stared up at me ceiling. OK, so maybe the scream could have been a bit less dramatic, but OMFG the HUGEST spider in the world was sitting in the corner. I swear he was so BIG he was wearing a leather jacket and boots. The door slammed open, and broke off it's hinges as Clay dived in. Oh god, did he just break my door! He was such a bad-ass and he had a gun! Wow. He stared around the room and frowned at me,

"Look." I pointed up at the spider. Godzilla,

"Bleddy hell Scarlett. I thought you were being murdered." He grabbed a shoe off the floor. No! He was going to use my Prada heel to squish Godzilla. I stood up quickly on the bed letting the covers drop from me,

"No! Don't use that, it's Prada!" I shouted. I swear Clay looked practically lost and confused, "The shoe, it's Prada" He frowned and dropped the shoe. I could breath again, "Use the book." I pointed at a dictionary block on the shelf. He nodded and stood on tiptoes under Godzilla. Oh he was so brave and hot and sexy and...

SPLAT

Ewww, there were spider guts on the ceiling. I shuddered and flopped on the bed,

"There, it's dead." Clay still clutched the dictionary in his hand,

"Thanks," I smiled. He looked me, stared at my silky black p.js which were only a bit revealing, cleared his throat and walked out,

"Get your swimming costume and clothes. You've got lessons today." He called from the corridor. Oh no. No way he can't be serious. I can't. He wouldn't. He would and I couldn't avoid it because he would find me. Unless...

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"Nope. I'm sorry Scarlett but Clay already told me you may try to escape today and he said to keep you in." Gorilla stared at me from the other side of the fence,

"No he just said I could go." I lied,

"Go back and go to lessons. He's only doing what your dad told him to do," Argh why couldn't he just let me out,

"Then I will climb over the wall." I shouted and stormed off to the wall. OK so the wall was too big to climb over, but I wasn't giving up.

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I gave up and trudged to the inside swimming pool in a one piece costume and my black silky (new) dressing gown. Clay was sat by the edge in shorts and t-shirt, his feet dipped into the pool,

"You took your time." He said without looking up,

"I was busy." I muttered, hovering behind him,

"Sit down." He patted beside him. Oh god. What do I do? Keep the dressing gown on or off? I kept it on. Why was I even embarrassed about my body? I never usually was. I took a seat next to him with my legs crossed, "Put your feet in the water Scarlett"

"I can't..." I muttered. Why was I being so pathetic? Clay was silent. I stared at his feet in the little ripples. Just like going into a bath. I dipped my feet in quickly. The water was cool and refreshing on my legs. I took deep breaths, trying to control my breathing. We didn't speak but sat in silence. It was one of those silences that covered any words then,

"You ready to go in?" Clay stared at me. His green eyes looked almost blue as the sun glistened through the windows,

"No" I said. No way. I couldn't go in there ever,

"You are ready, because that..." he pointed at the pool, "...is just water Scarlett and sure water can be dangerous but nothings going to happen to you. Because I'm here." He looked at me. Which all cool and everything because his face was like lighting up a hundred rooms, it was like fireworks and it calmed my racing breathing,

"I can't really I want to but..." I stuttered. Clay sighed and handed me something which I took. Oh my god they were arm floats,

"Before you start moaning." I interrupted him,

"I'm not a baby Clay. I use to be able to swim, I'm just..." He probably thought I was a right kid.

"Scared?" He finished the sentence for me. I shrugged and stared at his legs which were filled with muscles, "It's OK to be scared Scarlett. Everyone's scared of something."

"Even you?"

"Even me. Right come on, get up," He stood up and sighed. I got to my feet and stared at the pool. When I looked back at Clay. He had his back to me, but oh my god what was he doing? "I'll come in with you," He muttered. He had took off his t-shirt and was still wearing his shorts, because they were swimming trunks. I stared at his tanned back and my breath caught. There were scars on him, loads of long white gashes against the browner skin. Clay turned around. Look away from his chest Scarlett. I couldn't, I was just staring and staring at his muscular skin. He was hot and yet it more than that, standing in the rays of the sun. He was beautiful. He coughed slightly, it was fake but it snapped me out of my daze. I felt my cheeks flushing and I looked at his green eyes instead,

"I don't think I can do..."

"Yes you can." He lowered himself into the water, "See no big deal, it's just water." I took a breath, shook off my dressing gown, and sat back down on the edge of the pool,

"Clay please don't make me." I muttered. He was quiet as he stared at me,

"Everyone has a weakness, it's getting over that weakness which makes them stronger." He muttered. I thought about the scars which traced his back, and acted before I could think. I turned over into in the pool, slowly lowering myself in the warm water. I was shaking and my pulse was thumping. I was holding the side of the pool but I still felt dizzy,

"Clay?"

"I'm right here Scarlett," and he was right beside me, making sure I was OK. Then this amazing thing happened. I wasn't scared. OK so if Clay wasn't there then I wouldn't be able to do this but I was. I was almost swimming!

"I did it!"

"You did it." And then Clay smiled. It was his first smile I'd ever seen and it lit up his whole face. I wanted to tell him something, something which I'd never told anyone,

"My mum, she drowned in a lake, trying to save me." I didn't look at him when I said it, "It was my fault because she had to come back down and get me. Dad couldn't find her when he dived in and..." I don't know where they came from but tears escaped my eyes. I was crying because I was in water, crying because of the grief that ate inside me everyday...

"No. You can't plan the future. It wasn't any ones fault. Scarlett you can't blame yourself." He took my hand and I looked up into his eyes. It wasn't just that he was hot on the outside, he shone on the inside. How can I feel like this? How can someone make me feel like he does? I barley know him but maybe that doesn't matter. Maybe things like this just happen. I felt like I'd always known him and that thought scared the s**t out of me. I pulled my hand away and dragged my eyes from his. He was a bodyguard and bodyguards die. I pulled myself out of the pooL, grabbing a towel,

"Let me know when your ready for the fighting lessons you mentioned,"

"Where are you going?" Clay called as I hurried away,

"To brush my hair" I muttered....