I stay still watching his car disappear in the darkness. I grasp the jacket tightly around me biting my lip. A new emotion overwhelms me; emptiness. A void slices through me; the terrible void of his absence. I walk to the stairs and sit on the higher one looking at the garden and the petite glistening angels above me thinking only one thing. I didn't want him to go.

I throw my head on my hands when strong car lights brighten up the garden of the house. A car stops outside and my heart slips a beat when my angel gets out. I raise on my feet staring at him bewildered. He walks rapidly up the stairs, taking two at a time, and before I can form a coherent word, his lips connect with mine. He slides his arms around me lifting me a few inches from the ground. I wrap my hands around his neck kissing him back. This time, he doesn't hold back. He bites my bottom lips and I give him access as his tongue finds its way to mine. I moan as my whole body ignites.

For so much time, I hadn't been feeling with beautifully torturing fire on me. He leans on me kissing me more eagerly and depending; I almost reel against him. When he breaks the kiss, he rests his forehead in mine as our pants fill the inches that part our swollen lips. I look up to him to find his blazing wide eyes staring down at me.

"Why did you leave?" I ask when I find my cracked voice.

"Because I'm an asshole," I small giggle erupts in my lips as he smiles briefly.

"I didn't want you to," I admit whispering. His eyes widen a bit and I know he didn't expect it.

"I just thought you need time after everything that happened today," I shake my head; his hands still holding me.

"No, not without you," I let my head fall on his chest listening to his pulsating heart.

"I meant it," I mutter before I gaze up, my eyes well up with tears. He saved me and now he experienced the consequences of my terrified nightmare too.

"I'm sorry for almost getting expelled, for getting hurt, for dealing with all this when I was the one..." He doesn't let me finish as his lips kiss mine in a reassuring long yet sweet kiss. His arms cradle me and he pulls me down. He sits down on the stairs bringing me in his lap. I slide my hands around him while his embrace gets tighter. I squeeze him listening to the increasing beat of his heart. His addictive scent fills my air. I close my eyes relishing the moment I wish could last forever.

"You could have lost your right to earn your sister's custody because of me," I say. When I came home, I kept thinking and analyzing his actions and motives. Only then did I realized the depth of his actions to protect me and keep me safe. I was a liability yet he made me his priority by choosing me over everything and everything. Like he had said he would.

"I'm so sorry, Corbyn,"

"Shhh," He coos. His fingers travel up and down my back caressing me reassuringly.

"I'm sorry for everything," I shutter.

"Don't," He crushes me to his chest before he raises my chin. My teary eyes contact with his vibrant yet stormy blue ones. "Don't apologize...please," His fixed gaze on me is tender. The entreaty in his voice warms my soul and I squeeze him hiding in his embrace.

"How did you know?" I question softly while my body fills with icy fright. "How did you know I was there?" I sense his body stiffen under my own as his breath gets hitched in his throat. He hides his face in my hair inhaling deeply and his hold tightens.

"I wanted to talk to you and I followed you. You disappeared and I start panicking, I was walking when I hear thumbs from inside. It took me a few minutes to find you but when I did...You were laying frozen in the ground and he was undressing," I lean up and take place my hands on his cheeks. My fingertips caress his soft skin while I peer at him.

"What happened?" I ask the question I was terrified of. Even now, I don't know if I should know this. I want to know what occurred between them yet I'm not sure I can handle the truth.

His eyes search mine for a few seconds until he decides to speak to me. He puts a strand of my hair behind my ear and he kisses the corner of my mouth. My eyelashes flutter as the intoxicating sentiment floods my veins.

"I surged myself in him so quickly that I didn't even realize it myself. I knew what he wanted and your lifeless body in the corner made me lose all the control. I threw him in the wall, punched him, hit him everywhere. The blood was running from his nose and lips but I couldn't care less. I couldn't stop and every single time my eyes caught a glimpse of you, my rage was multiplied by a million. I didn't stop until I felt hands dragging me away from him. Only then do I realize that he was unconscious and swam on his blood. I was lost in my own world that I shoved off the fucking teacher that pulled me back. I didn't want anyone to touch me, I had never felt that kind of adrenaline and ecstasy before. The run got awash by teachers and students in no time but I didn't give a fuck. I didn't care about what they thought or if they assumed I killed him. I wanted to," I stare at his sharp and hungry eyes that make me shudder. It's like my angel has turned into something else; something has dominated him. I guess it's true; even angels have their demons.

"I run to you then. You were so pale and cold. I tried to wake you but you didn't even move an inch. I was taken away from you as if I would hurt you," His jaw clenches, and his loving gaze has turned into a stone-cold one. Its iciness reaches my body and soul freezing me. I blanch. "I was gathering my stuff when you came," He adds. I recall him throwing angrily clothes inside his bag when I had found him in the locker room.

I disconnect my eyes from his sensing him spinning. The temperature reduces rapidly making me frosty; as if ice has covered all my skin. I shudder inside his embrace.

"I didn't mean to scare you," He whispers resting his hand in my cheek and turning me to him.

"You didn't," He cocks his head to one side.

"It doesn't look like it," He says when I don't speak offering him a different answer.

"You didn't. I just feel terrible you had to go through it because of me," My voice has become a fearful, soft whisper mirroring my absolute dread. He leans and kisses my forehead.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that again,"

"You were right, he tried again. I didn't think he would," I say after I lean up.

"He was stupid enough to try again," He states. "We won't have to worry about him again though,"

"I hope so," I mumble wishing for all of this to come to an end soon.

His fingers play with my hair as he tugs it filling my body with goosebumps. He kisses my hair and I shut my lids; finally feeling the peace I was yearning and wishing for. Sometimes, it terrifies me how much I need him; how much he affects me; influences me as nobody has ever before. Only him.

I lower my hand from his neck slowly. I fold the hem of his t-shirt that ends in his right upper arm and pass my fingertips above his skin. I move my fingers up and down his arm; drawing invisible lines, circles and vines. My skin hardly contacts with his own yet I feel his fire blossom in me. The electricity makes all my insides clench in anticipation. My body reacts as it always did when I was around him. It's like it has a memory of its own and reacts before I can even respond properly.

His chest rises and falls more rapidly than before. His breathing is shallow and erratic as it takes over the silence. His heartbeat is louder in my ears while my head rests on his chest. I lean up to meet his twinkling sky blue eyes. He fixates his gaze on mine and my breath gets knocked out of my lugs. His eyes fall and stare at my lips. I browse at his; they are parted as he leans in me.

My heartbeat echoes in my ears while the pressure of my blood makes me flush; making the glacial atmosphere boiling hot. I feel my skin burning up when his lips get closer to mine. His thumb runs along my bottom lip making me shudder at the abrupt yet addictive sentiment. I glance into his eyes to find them fuzzy and misty by the desire. He raises my chin a bit and I close my eyes giving up.

He kisses me and I lean up to have better access to his lips. He groans and his arms start pulling closer to him. The position doesn't feel right but neither of us has the power to break away. His arms glide around me and he stands slowly on his feet taking me with him.

"Baby," His voice is smooth and butterflies explode in my stomach. I knot his hair between my fingers earning soft moans from him. "Wait," He whispers but I don't pull away. "Baby," He breaks the kiss and a small frown troubles my eyebrows. He cocks his head to one side watching me cautiously. His eyes don't leave mine; as if he's trying to see something in me, find something he lost, or prophesy a future reaction that he hasn't caused for me yet.

"We need to talk,"

"About what?" The frown hasn't left my brow while I wait for his explanation. It makes me nervous to see him like this. He seems to be concerned with something yet he says nothing to me about it.

"Us," My body freezes. I know we should speak about it but at the same time, I can't help that feel the anxiety creeping into my system. "I know it's over between us but at the same time it feels like it never was," His eyes are burning. Thousand emotions and memories flash through his sky blue eyes. There are blanketed by desire like that night in his room, with anticipation like when he was begging me for an answer to our relationship with rules. Love like the night he opened up to me in that party pouring out his feeling for me and need like the night he was begging for me to believe him when I learned that he was using me.

I stay silent gawking at him; having no talking or moving ability. I'm in his daze; amazed by his angelic glory and beauty.

"You said you can't be with me after what I did but..."

"A lot has happened since then," I complete his sentence quietly and he nods.

"This is why I need you to promise something," He proposes.

"What?"

"I'm going to give you time if that's what you want, space even..."

"Time to do what?" I interrupt him.

"To think. I want you to tell me if you can be with me or not. I can't bear this any longer, Amelia. We say we'll stay away from each then we don't. We push each other away only to be in each other's arms in the end. I'll do whatever you decide. If you need me to stay away from you that's exactly what I'll do as long as it's what you want," His words melt yet breaks my heart.

I don't know what to think; what to do or say. He's right though; we always find our way to each other despite our efforts against it. I tried to stay away from him but failed miserably. My composure and ego were shattered by my desperate need for this angel.

"I already know what I want," He whispers and his sparkling longing eyes send small shimmering drops of desire in me. My inside muscles tense in the usual way burning me in a welcoming way. I disconnect our eyes feeling my cheeks flushed as my breath gets heavier.

"It amazes me that I still have that effect on you," He mumbles. I look up at him but instead of a smirk decorating his lips; his whole body has tensed. All his muscles are clenched in his arms that are free of the material. His eyes have darkened; lust is dominating them bit by bit. Eagerly, they get blanked by a flareup of flaring passion that makes my knees buckle.

I bring my bottom lip between my teeth. His attention shifts and his blazing eyes fall to my lips. My fingers dug themselves into my flesh and the pressure of my fingertips scratch my skin. I grasp the fabric of my shirt to distract myself, but I have no such luck.

Heat washes over me as sweet sweat forms. The beat of my heart is so fast that I can feel my pulse in every part of my body; my blood is running rapidly echoing in my ears. I have trouble breathing as his eyes are darkened even more bringing back memories.

I gasp as he takes a step closer to me. I look up at him trying to move my feet but I don't find the strength to move an inch. My eyes though don't leave his; they are in a daze as well bewitched by him. He walks to me; his eyes staring at my lips. I try to breathe but the crazy proximity between us doesn't let me as it sends sparkles and butterflies all over me. He leans closing the distance of our lips and I ignore everything else. I let go.

My eyes flutter close the moment his eyes peck my lips. Though the sentiment wakes up something in me that was foreign; covered in darkness and dust inside my soul. He seems to fight not to continue and break away but not having the power to do so. I unlock my eyes to find his watching me. And without a thought, I close my eyelashes, and cupping his face, I kiss his lips.

His lips crash against mine devouring all of me. His hands circle my waist pulling me closer to him. He bites my bottom lips causing my knees to shake again. His tongue invades my mouth and a groan echo from the back of his throat. The pressure of his lips on mine leaves me reeling. My fingers run through his soft hair tugging it softly. A few moans escape his mouth as his hands follow my spine and touching my neck holding me close.

He breaks the kiss leaving us both breathless. I pant trying to regain my lost breath as I rest my forehead against his. I don't know how long it was since we kissed each other like that. I glance up to him to find his lustful eyes yearning for more and before I can do anything; his lips land on mine.

His hands cup my cheeks before they fall in my waist. His fingers raise the hem of my blouse and dig into my flesh sending flaming shivers and goosebumps all over my body. He groans kissing me more passionately as if the world is ending. My favorite kissing stops as I pull away.

"I don't want time," I whisper, "I already know what I want,"

It's happening! I'm sorry I kept you waiting. Thank you so much for everything, please comment to let me know what you think and expect. <3