Chapter 24

A Chapter by Dr.Who.LOVER

Chapter 24 of "Forbidden Love."

When I finally came out of the bathroom the change of temperature gave me Goosebumps. I threw my clothes in my bag and left the two towels I used hanging over the shower. I looked at the analog clock on the wall that read 12:45. I tried to be quiet for Quil but he woke up anyway.

“Wha..?” he slurred opening his eyes sleepily.

“Sorry if I woke you.” I said sitting on my bed.

“Oh no it’s okay,” he yawned, “how long was I out?”

“Not long.”

“Oh okay.” Quil stretched and looked around still kinda dazed from sleep.

“I checked us into a motel. You needed a break and I needed a shower.” I answered his un-asked question.

“Nice,” he said yawning again.

“You can go back to sleep if you want I’ll try to stay quiet.”

“Nah. Once I’m up, I’m up.”

“Doesn’t seem like it to me,” I laughed. But Quil woke up pretty fast. And in a few moments he was alert when he asked,

“When do you wanna leave?”

“We just got here, besides it’s already midnight. Why don’t we spend the night, order breakfast in the morning and then take off?” I suggested not ready to climb back into that mustang.

“I don’t know…” he said reluctant.

“Oh c’mon can’t we just stay till we get some REAL food? Please?!” I whined. Quil sighed and I knew I had won.

“Okay so what do you want to do for the next, 6 hours?”

“Oh um…” I looked around the room hoping for an answer, “I’m not sure.”

“I got it.” He said getting up and going over to his suitcase sitting by the door. Quil bent down and I couldn’t help but find myself staring at the way his body curved. I smiled.

“Ah! I got em!” I looked away as he stood up holding a brand new deck of playing cards. He dragged the min coffee table between our beds.

“You wanna play ‘War?’” he asked peeling the plastic wrapping off the box.

“Sure.” I cut the deck in half and then cut that in half. We merged the deck and Quil dealt me 26 cards.

“So tell me something about you, I don’t really know you. Not even your last name.” I said laying down a 7.

“Well for starts my last name is Cade.” Said Quil overpowering my 7 with a king.

“Quil Cade, that right?” I laid down a 5.

“Yep, and you’re Sparrow Anne Lake?” he said as I took his 2.

“Uh-huh. I’m guessing you read that from some hunter’s case file right?” 8.

He laughed taking my 8 along with his 10. “Yeah something like that.”

“Okay, so besides your name what else don’t I know?” Queen.

“Uh, I can tie a cherry stem in a knot with my tongue.” 9.

“That takes talent.” 2.

“I guess so. Normally I have a lot of time on my hands just kinda staking out my next bounty.” 7.

“Same with me. I use to live alone and kinda just sit around until I went hunting.” When I laid down an Ace I realized I used the words use to. It was like my life had died in an accident. But, didn’t it? My old like of so much leisure time on my hands that I didn’t know what to do was over.

“Hey you okay?” I hadn’t realized I had frozen with a card in my hand just hovering inches above the table.

“What? Oh, right sorry.” I mumbled throwing down a four. For a while we just played in silence. Throwing down cards, breaking ties, a back and forth game of winning and losing. The game finally ended when we both ran out of cards at the same exact moment. We sat there in silence just staring at the empty surface of the coffee table. Finally I asked,

“Hey Quil, what are we?”

“Um…a vampire and a werewolf?”

I rolled my eyes. “No I mean,” no going back now, “relationship wise.”

“Oh.” Quil returned his gaze to the surface of the table and I couldn’t help but feel, hurt by his reaction.

“I mean, did you mean it when you said you loved me?” His head snapped up.

“Of course I did!”

“Then are we in a relationship?!” Again we fell into a silent staring contest. I couldn’t help myself as I started pushing my way into his mind, but I couldn’t hear any of his thoughts.

“Look, Sparrow, I do love you but-”

“But what?! It’s because I’m a vampire isn’t it?!” I let my words fly at him like daggers.

“No it’s…”

“Or is it because you still plan on driving a stake through my heart?!”

“NO! Of course not it’s just-”

“THEN WHAT?!”

“IT’S BECAUSE I’M SCARED!”Both of us were surprised by his words. And then I did see something in his mind. I saw Quil, so fragile, so afraid of loss and disappointment. Afraid of heart break and loneliness.

I stood up and sat next to him because I knew that he needed me to be close.

“I’m sorry; this is all so new to me. I’ve never been in this kind of situation.” I said softly.

“What running for your life?” he scoffed. I didn’t falter.

“No, being in love.” Quil looked at my face, smiled, and took my hand in his. I didn’t pull away from him. I just let him hold my delicate hand in his, protecting it. Protecting me. He kissed my cheek and for those few seconds I only focused on his touch.

“I guess we better get some sleep.” I said when he pulled away.

“I’m guessing you mean me.” He smirked.

“Shut up.” I said punching him playfully in the arm. Quil smiled and grabbed a T-shirt and plaid PJ bottoms. I looked at him, curious.

“What?”

“I didn’t know you were the PJ type guy.”

“There just bottoms!”

“Hey there’s no need to be so defensive I think they’re cute.” Quil’s face turned beat red as he retreated to the bathroom.

I ran my hand over the floral bed sheet. It was weird because since I turned 15 (which was a LONG time ago) I had slept alone. But tonight I felt nervous sleeping alone, epically with someone else in the room. I mean I had slept with other guys, but just for more excitement of a kill. But I had never had a man in the same room that wasn’t considered a meal.

When I heard the bathroom door open my train of thought was broken. He wore a gray T-shirt and his PJ bottoms.

“Nice.” I smiled. For a big tough hunter Quil was very shy. He threw his clothes in his bag and collapsed on his bed sighing happily.

“Nice and comfy.” I laughed as his body stretched out on the bed. I felt so far away from him I was scared.

“Um, Quil?” I asked looking down.

“Hm?”

“Um…would it be okay…I mean…” I stood up but couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I took a risk and peered at him through my hair and saw he had turned on his side facing me. I took another step towards him and unhide my face. He sat up fast grabbed my wrist, and pulled him down on his bed. The next thing I knew I was in Quil’s arms with my head tucked under his chin. I felt awkward for a minute but I slowly relaxed and tucked my hands against my chest. This was all so new to me but it felt so right.

Soon enough I heard Quil’s breathing slow as he fell asleep. I smiled, closed my eyes and allowed my mind to slip into nothingness which was the closet I’d ever get to sleep.

“I love you Quil.” I whispered. He pulled me closer as I buried my face in his chest where it smelled so good. Just like Quil.

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