I Am The Luna

Zade!

I try to pull away, only for the blade to be pressed harder against my neck/I feel the sting as it breaks the top layer of skin.

“Zade… I was calling you. If you were here, you should have answered me then.” 1 say quietly, my heart pounding, as he doesn’t ease the pressure on my neck.

“Take the hint then.”

The blade is removed, and I jump up, turning to face him, my heart skipping a beat at the fact he’s still here. He didn’t leave. I step around the sofa, but he steps back, raising the knife, forcing me to stop from advancing.

“Stay where you are.”

His words and expression are devoid of any emotion, but there’s a deadly warning in that demeanour and I stop in my tracks, looking him over properly.

His cargo pants and fitted T–shirt are torn in several places. He’s covered in dirt, oil, ash and what looks like blood and for a moment I find myself looking at the man whom I had met on that battlefield. His eyes are cold as he looks right back at me with no emotion.

The eyes of a killer.

A sliver of fear ripples through me as I force myself to stay in place.

“Where have you been?” I ask softly.

“Why do you care? Leave,” he says quietly, turning his back on me.

It stings, but I can’t blame him when I had shut him out…

“Look, I need to talk to you. I know how I reacted that day wasn’t right, and I shouldn’t have, but I didn’t want anyone to know that you’re here-”

“You didn’t want anyone to know I was here? Or was it the fact that you didn’t want anyone to know what you were doing with me?” he asks, turning the blade in his cropped gloved hands.

“No….” Wasn’t it though? “I panicked ok and I’m sor-” Before I can even finish, he suddenly turns back to me and flicks the dagger, throwing it towards me, far too fast for me to react. I gasp, my heart thudding as it whizzes past my cheek, nicking a few strands of my hair.

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I let out a shaky breath, turning to see the dagger embedded deep in the wall

behind me.

I step back as he walks over to me. “I don’t want to hear it. Leave.” His eye blazes, his aura surrounding him, and I don’t need any more proof that what I did has hurt him badly.

“Zade, please hear me out.” I plead, placing my hand on his chest.

“I’m not interested. Now get the hell out.” With those words, he grips my wrist, removes my hand from his chest and tugs me towards the door.

He’s kicking me out…. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“Zade, please! Listen to me.”

He doesn’t respond, dragging me to the door at the balcony and only letting met go when I stumble out onto the balcony.

“Zade!”

I’m met with the door being shut and I watch as he lifts the shelf from the wall on the left and places it in front of the door, blocking it off.

“Zade!” But I’m met with silence through the gap on the side that the bookshelf doesn’t cover, I see him begin to remove his shirt, and I catch a glimpse of the lower part of his sexy broad back before he disappears into the bathroom, ignoring me entirely.

I feel defeated as I turn away.

Great… he’s shut me out and I’m responsible for it.

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