Lechna_Baram

"Why the mask?" he asked. I kept quiet as he moved his hand to my hair. He untied my hair and let the hair band fall on the ground. 

      "Why are you touching me? Am a whore, right?" I asked as I stared at him, right in the eyes. He stared back at me and didn't answer. Didn't he just call me a whore? He buried his face back in my neck and lightly blow on my face. That felt good. Damn good. When his lips made contact with my skin, i bit my lips to stop a moan. I could feel his hands letting my wrists free. My hands fell on his shoulders. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on the feelings that I was getting. What the hell was he doing to me?

Masked Feelings

"We need to get them to notice us" I breathed. I didn't wait for then to agree with me because I knew that they wouldn't. I started hitting the window loud enough to attract the attention of the policemen. "Help!" I shouted. My eyes moved to Jace, who was standing on his porch. He looked panic and angry. The policemen turned to look at me. Then I watched as realization started settling in. 


"Shit!" Rose cursed. Jace has closed the door and we could hear his steps in the house. The cops were running to the door. 


"He doesn't know that you guys are here" I told them. Damian put himself in front of me as we watched Jace walked up the stairs. His eyes widened when he saw Damian, Rose and Dean with me. He most probably thought that I was alone. My eyes moved to an object in his hand. 


"Why?" he asked. He sounded so hurt. It was as if I betrayed him. "Why do you have to complicate everything?" he asked and shook his head in disbelief. 


Chapter 93: Window