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“You can’t stop him! He will stop at nothing—nothing—to get to me.” I angrily brush at my cheeks to wipe away the tears.
“I’ll stop him, Ivy. I’ll protect you. I’ll fucking kill him. I was going to kill him before… but now… now is a completely different story.” The anger on his face and the venom in his voice spits at me like poison.
“Why? What makes you want to protect me? Why me? Why not just let me go?”
He cocks his head to the side. “I haven’t figured that one out yet.”
“I can take care of myself.” I’m stubborn, and a fraud. I need a damn army to protect me from Santiago.
He shrugs. “Maybe, but I’m taking that fucker down either way.”
I turn my back to him, not wanting to show my emotions. I feel an inkling of safety, like everything might be okay. There’s fear in that feeling. Feeling that it’s not real. That this entire thing is a scam. How can I trust anyone? Why should I trust Aziel?
I feel a trail of a finger as my blonde hair gets pushed over my shoulder. My spine snaps straight and I hear him sigh. He doesn’t back away though, if anything, he gets closer. I glance over my shoulder at him, and see an audience standing behind us. My eyes shudder.
I feel like since I’ve been here, I’ve only made an embarrassment of myself. These people must hate me.
“Would y’all fuck off for a bit?” Aziel barks, and they all turn around and walk away without another word.
He turns his gaze back towards me. Before I know it, he grabs onto my shoulder and spins me around. “Why’re you scared of me?”
I narrow my eyes at him. “I’m not scared.”
He laughs. “I can smell the fear coming off you, darling.” He grabs a piece of hair that fell in front of my face and picks it up, sliding it through his fingers before tucking it behind my ear. “I like it.”
I shiver, goosebumps racking my spine. “You like me… scared?”
“I’mintrigued. What is it about you, Ivy? You’re a fucking mystery.” He breathes down on me. His words dance down my cheek and a flush breaks out along my entire body. I lean into him a touch, not sure what it is about his words that make my body heat and my heart race. I should be on guard, it’s what my mind is trained to do. But instead, with one sentence, with one touch, I’m putty in his hands.
I’ve had crushes on boys back in Ohio.
Then there’s Santiago.
And now there’s Aziel.
He’s an entirely different game.
“I’m… just a girl.” I breathe, so badly wanting to lift my hand and place it against his chest. He’s breaking something in me. Or maybe he’s healing something in me. I’m changing, ever since I left Mexico. My body seems to like the change, but my mind hasn’t quite caught up yet.
“A girl?” He hums as he steps closer to me, stepping into my space and taking my air with it. I look up into his eyes and get lost in the endless stories they tell. I’ve never met a man like this. It’s like he’s lived a thousand lives.
But, I suppose, those who have lived, have lost.
I know the feeling.
“How old are you?” I breathe, seemingly closer to him with each second. If we get any closer, our lips will touch.
“I’m—”
“Ivy?” I hear my name spoken, and it takes a second to break the spell I’m under with Aziel.
I snap out of our trance to step back and looks for the source of my name being called.
“Ivy!” My name is cried from such a familiar voice, tears spring to my eyes before I see her.
“Alexia?” I see her behind the gate, gripping the bars until her fingers turn a sickly white.
“Ivy!” She starts bursting out in tears. I rush up to her, gripping her face through the bars and sobbing.
