The

Dark -Eyed
Fox
__ Hiding in the
shadows __

By; Daniela
Kociraj
Table of Context
The Last Encounter _______________________ 3
Facing the Music __________________________ 9
A Strange Awakening ______________________ 15
The Bloody Full Moon______________________ 17
Chasing Dreams___________________________ 25

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The Last Encounter
--- Lexis Point Of View ---

Lexi!- yelled Bella ; if you dont want to get fired from work you better get out of bed right

now! Youve missed almost two weeks now! Still shaken form a terrible night, she slowly gets

out of bed regretting each and every step she takes. Once she is out of bed she tries reaching for

her phone.

Lexi- MaybeBrandon called or sent a text saying good morning like he always does? But

then it hit her like brick, they are not together anymore. The little bit of sadness that was

dwelling in her eyes was now overpowered by anger; it felt like her blood was boiling in her

veins. She threw her phone on her bed and rushed to the bathroom.

After washing her face she looks straight towards the mirror and happy memories start flowing

back to her: where they first met, first date, first kiss, their holidays in Greece. And then the

question keeps forming in her head: did these last six years really mean nothing to you

Brand? and if they didnt why did all of those I love you-s feel so real?. And as she is

falls with her knees onto the cold bathroom floor her eyes begin to sting with tears, she kept on

repeating the same phrase over and over again each time getting more and more emotional: was

I never good enough for you, that the moment you laid eyes on another woman everything that

took us so long to build shattered, was I always your second choice?!

And as Lexi kept on crying and screaming to herself in the bathroom, Bella rushes through the

door and embraces Lexi in one of the tightest hugs and pats her back as to comfort her.
However, Lexi does not need comfort; she needs confrontation, answers from Brandon so that

she can finally move on.

Lexi- Bella, can you do me a favor? She asks with a little hesitation.

Bella- of course, what is it?

Lexi- I need you to organize a meeting with Brandon, at a coffee shop for me.

Bella- but Lexi do you really think youre ready to see himI mean you just had a bad

break-up.., dont you think its a little early?

Lexi slowly shakes her head form one side to the other and paints a slight sad smile on her face

as to tell Bella that its either now or never...and says: you knowBella, I have though about

this all night and I think it is the best thing to do right nowcause if there really is nothing left, I

can finally get my head out of the gutter and move on from him

Bella- Lexi if that is what you think will be best for you then Ill try my best to get you to see

him as soon as possible.

Lexi wraps her shaking arms around her best friend in sign of gratitude, because in this kind of

situations you do not need the right words but rather people

The Next Day

Bella- Lex are you ready for this you know, if you dont want to go I can just tell him that

youre not feeling w-

Lexi- Its okay Bells, I can do thisthank you for everything!, and with that said she grabs her

car keys, phone, and purse and rushes towards her car.

And as she is driving she gets stressed, what if he doesnt want to see me, or I get upset and cry,

what would he think of me, would he think I am weak, has he really moved on, have *I* really

moved on, is this the right thing to do? But as she is about to switch gears and go back home

she notices him sitting alone at the coffee shop where they were supposed to meet He is waiting

at the table with two coffees on the table one for him, and one for.me?

I slowly park my car in front of the bar and with my head lowered I enter. And the moment I

raise my eyes, they meet his.

Lexi- Gosh he looks the same as the first night we met. Those frosty blue eyes, that half

crooked smile, and those golden locks but somehow something seems different now, his

eyesthey are not twinkling and his smile seems to be forcedwhat happened to the man that l

loved so much and admired?

--- Brandons Point Of View ---

The moment my eyes met hers I regretted everything. Gosh her shining eyes were glassy with

tears, and the dark circles under were all I need to know that I ruined not only this amazing

relationship, but this spectacular girl.she did not deserve thisI wish I could tell her why I

left the most amazing thing thats happened to mebut I cant. Or she will be in danger too.
Brandon- hey Lex

Lexi- hey Brand

The awkwardness and tension between us was so thick you could cut it with a knife. She was

twitching her thumbs and sipping her coffee, just as to not make eye contact with meand

sincerely speaking, I was doing exactly the same thing Its not that we didnt have things to

say, it was just too risky to be the icebreaker in this conversation because everything that will

be said today can never be forgotten its either the very end or possibly the beginning of a new

chapter, but I am sure there will be no in-betweens.

Lexi- You knowduring the ride here I had everything I wanted to say planned but now that

Im here... I cant find the right words

And as she says that I see a single tear roll down her cheek. My first instinct was to grab her

hand and comfort her but I couldnt I shouldnt. And in my head I just kept asking myself

what have I done? She used to be so radiant, always smiling, her hair always straight down,

and those twinkling eyes that reminded me so much of the moon. But nowI couldnt recognize

this woman, her hair in a messy bun, no makeup, and looking pale as a piece of paper and

then it hit me, I was the reason she is like this, I was the reason this star is not shining

anymore

And as I was getting lost in my thoughts I heard her speaking softly but with confusion in her

tone.

Lexi-Brandondid those six years we passed together really mean nothing to youw-what

does Erica have that I dont, you know I wouldve given up the world to be with youwhy did
you never tell me something was wrong? I really did believe that this could have lasted,

whenever I would wake up before you and get up to make breakfast and youd grab my hand in

your sleep I never imagined that there would be a day where the pillow next to me is e-empty

so why Brand, w-why?

I had never seen her like this, her eyes so dark. And voice so raspy. She was in pain. And I could

not help her.

She pauses for a second and looks into my eyes as if she were trying to find something and

says:

Lexi- Brandon I want you to be completely sincere with medo you love Erica?

I am shook by the question and in my head I keep on screaming: NO! You are the one for me

Alexis! I love you! but I know that if I do that she will be cornered and put in danger, so I put

my best poker face on and say:

Yes, Lexi I do and tomorrow Ill ask her to become official

And the moment I say those dreaded words, I see the little color that was left on her face drain

away. And the next thing I know she grabs her keys, phone and purse and comes close to where I

am sitting.

Lexi- I am sorry, but I need this to remember what there was between us-

And with that she gives me a small kiss on the lips and runs out of the bar.

The place that her hand had touched my cheek was burning, and not a burning of desire, but one

of pain, pain that it would never be placed there again

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Facing the Music
--- Lexis Point Of View ---

I got in my car and slowly started driving back home. His words kept playing in my head, I

could not believe it... he loves her. He loves her! And if it was this easy for him Im going to

show that I can be the same way! After a 15 minute drive I go home and call for Bella.

Lexi- Bella! Bells! BELLA!

Bella- Im sorry I was in the bathroom, whats wrong, how did it go?!

Lexi- Bella, go get ready were going out tonight.

Bella- WHAT!? Ive been trying to get you to go out for the last two weeks, what made you

change your mind?

My still mad and upset self-responded to Bella confidently:

Lexi- If he can move on so can I! -but my heart was still trembling.

Bella- Ok...so do you want to start getting ready in about 20?

The truth is that I was not ready to move on, I was not ready to go out, and I was certainly not

ready to have fun without him. But if I didnt do this now, I dont think I would ever find the

courage to. So I swiftly nodded my head towards Bella and went in the bathroom for a quick

shower, so that I could style my hair.

When I was done with the shower I started styling my hairgosh, it had been so long since I

actually did something with it since... But tonight would be different, it had to! After Im done

with my hair I go to open the door and in front of me there is Bella holding a little, tight black

dress in her hand and some black pumps. I look at the dress, then Bella and then back at the

dress and for the first time in a while my first thought is Lets do this!

After about one hour Bella and I were ready or at least she was

Lexi- Hey Bells what club do you want to go to tonight?

Bella- Well there is this new place downtown called <<The Barrel>>, what do you think about

going to check it out?

Lexi- Sure! Your car or mine?

Bella- I can drive because I know you wont be this sober when we come back. And after she

said that a small chuckle escaped her lips as we were closing the house door.

2 Hours Later

After a long car drive filled with laughs, music, and gossiping we arrived at the club, and the

moment I was actually able to visualize the door. A chill ran down my spine.

Lexi- B-B-Bells what is E-Erica doing over there withMY BROTHER?!

Bella- HeyLex, what do you think should we leave and go to another club?
In my head I knew that Bella was right but my heart and body were contrary, and I dont even

know how I pulled myself through the line and right in front of them. In the background I could

hear Bella call my name and telling me to come back in the car and not do anything risky but I

wouldnt budge my decision. And in a heartbeat I found myself slapping my brother right across

his face and then jumping over Erica like a hungry wolf.

In my head there were all kinds of thoughts : so she steals Brandon and now manipulates my

brother, is Manuel really that stupid, am I doing the right thing, does Brand know about this, if

he finds out that I attacked her would he think that *I* am jealous of *HER*?

And as I get that last thought I get off of her. Fix my hair. Dust myself off as to not luck like such

a mess. Give my brother a death stare and then turn my heels and walk away.

In a swift movement I jump back into Bellas car, and signal her as to leave. She softly nods and

her eyes start twinkling, and before I even know it she is laughing uncontrollably and just

looking at me.

Lexi- Bells is there something on my face?

Bella moves her head from one side to the other and opens her mouth to speak, but couldnt

because she was too busy laughing her ass off.

Bella- Lex I just cant believe you slapped your brother and tackled Erica to the floor! It was

hilarious! The look on her face though! Her eyeliner smudged, lipstick all over her cheek, a little

bit of blood on her chin, her dress all marked and ripped, and her sunflower spaghetti like hair

looking all tangled like a bunch of strings messed with one another! - God Lex! You did an
amazing job out there! Oh! And lets not forget the terrified look your brother had when you

showed up between them, I thought he was about to run away!

Lexi- I guess if you put it that way it was pretty funny to witness and participate inOh! Who

am I kidding that was an amazing adrenaline ru-.

But before either of us could notice or even prevent it a van two times the size of our car came

onto us full speed. I could feel myself loosing conscious and blood, a lot of blood. I tried calling

for Bella but she didnt respond. And as my eyelids are getting heavier and my sight dimmer, I

hear ambulance sirens coming closer and closer. And in the moment I can barely manage to hear

voices, everything goes black.

The Next Day

---Lexis Point Of View---

I slowly start moving my eyelids as to see my surroundings, but cant seem to process anything

because I can feel myself moving but not with my own feet. And not only am I still dizzy but

around me there is loads of movement and noise but the thing that was preventing me is the

bright yellow lights on the roof of the corridor that I was being pushed on for what felt like

hours.

Then I realized itI was at the hospital! But why?

Lexi-Where is Bella? Is she okay? What happened? Am I going t-? And as Im still screaming

a whisper and crying regretted tears I hear a voice that I knew oh too well.

Lexi-Br-r-a-n-n-n-d..?!

Brandon- O gosh! O gosh! O thank god! SHES AWAKE! SHES AWAKE! DOC!!

And in less than a minute I hear a roaring of footsteps entering the little room, there were nurses,

doctors, and a squeaky hospital barrel

---Brandons Point Of View---

How does she still look gorgeous on a hospital bed? How is this woman so perfect and I so

flawed, yet she is still hurting because of me? Why am I even here? And what the hell did Erica

do that she attacked her? God and what the hell happened to Manuels face?

And as I am still debating in my head I hear the rooms door crack open and hear the sound of

heels approaching me. I didnt need to turn around; I knew who it was What the hell is she

doing here? Is she doing this on purpose?...But I cant kick her out nowcan I?

Erica- Hey baby what are you doing wasting your time here with that thing?

And after she said that, this is where I lost it. I am not sure if it was the lack of sleep, the anger

or, the sadness that I had been pushing back for so long. But the moment that those venomous

words slipped from her perfectly drawn on red lips it felt like my whole self, exploded in a

range of emotions. And frankly I was not planning on repressing it nor did I want toAnd the
next thing I know all those fake porcelain like lies I had been telling for so long were finally

overshadowed by the harshly-sharp truth as I forcefully reacted to Erica that was now looking at

me as she was frozen in a state of shock.

Brandon- Well baby; this thing was in a car crash because of you and her dumbass brother!

So dont even dare say anything rude to or about her! Not in front of her but not even to me!

ACTUALLY! Until you get your stuff together I dont want to have anything to do with you!

And dont worryyou can keep the apartmentIll go hang out at Maxs!

And as I walked past her shoulder I felt a cold hand with sharp nails on my own. I slowly turn

my face with a completely blank expression and the little fire that was rising in Ericas eyes was

now distinguished; her whole figure now trembling like a leaf in the windit strangely didnt

affect meat all. I was too mad and aggravated to even notice that her light figure had collapsed

on my own with no senses.

I grab her now collapsed self and call for a nurse. And as they are laying her on a bed and

measuring her blood pressure I feel myself collapsing on my knees. Not because of physical

pain, but because of a mental exhaustion. While my eyes slowly close by themselves.

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A Strange Awakening (Ericas special)
--- Ericas Point Of View ---

I woke up on a bed finding different fluid serums attached to both my arms and an oxygen mask

on my face. The moment my eyes open I start roaming through the room, trying to find out

where I am but nothing comes back to me. After a while a nurse walks in and asks me with

genuine-looking smile: how are you doing Ms. Greco? Feeling any better? Her thick accent

was captivatedly beautiful but still on my face there was a painted look of confusion. And in my

slight moment her bright smile turns into a concerned look.

In a soft tone, less eager than the first one she asks: Ms., what do you remember from last

night?

I slowly raise my lost-looking gaze to meet her concerned one and open my mouth to speak, but

no words come out. It feels like my voice is inexistent. Overdone by the confusion surrounding

me I burst out into tears. Between unstoppable sobs, and tingling tears I cautiously ask the nurse

a question no one ever expects to ask: Mrs. W-who am I?

The concern had now turned in empathy, sorrow andfear. Or was it regret?

And my first thought after looking at her was: What is she afraid of, did she see a ghost or

something?

The nurse gives me a faint smile and rushes out of the room. I can hear people running toward

her and a clash of voices from outside the white plastic door. And amongst all of the voices
talking, in the distance I hear an intense sobbing which I could recognize anywhere. It was the

same cry I would hear every afternoon after school when my father would come back home

drunk and start yelling and cursing at my mother. Who in my eyes was always a very delicate

being, with an intense yet fragile soul. Its not that she did not have the words or thoughts to say;

it was that she was taught not to express her feelings, herself. And every night under the light of

the moon she would cry herself softly to sleep as to not wake him up and infuriate hem even

more

And as I am still walking down my memory highway the door squeaks open and her small yet

elegant figure comes un-voluntarily towards the edge of my bed. And with a raspy voice caused

from all her crying she timidly asks me: Erica baby, d-do you remember who I a-am?.

All the fear that was in me was now surpassed by relief. I slowly rise up from my bed and move

my arms lightly around her neck. After a few minutes just staying like that with my mother I go

up to kiss her cheek and say: How could I ever possibly forget you?

And as I say those words her figure finally loosens up a bit and she hugs me back with a love

that I have never felt before.

It was intense, overpowering but not like any other situation it was not suffocating yet a better

word to describe it would be.reassuring.

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The Bloody Full Moon
--- Lexis Point Of View ---

I woke up to the smell and comfort of my small bedroom. There was the sun shining from

behind the curtains and the delicious smell of vanilla filling the air.

The sheets were as soft and cozy as ever before. But although there was a reminiscing feeling,

something seemed off.

I am not sure if it was the lights, the quietness, orBellas absence!

As I realize that I jump out of bed, get in my sweatpants and rush out the door.

But the moment I am about to lock the house I hear a car get in our garage, and as I turn my head

slightly I see Bella walk towards me with different bags of groceries.

And in the urge of the moment I run towards her and bear hug her with all of my strength

causing the bags to collide on the floorand all the eggs to crack inside their bag.

Bella- Lex whats going on?

I can feel tears stinging in the corners of my eyes. But before I manage to say anything Bella

cracks one of her old corny jokes.

Bella- Well we can make some omelets!

And as she said that we both collapsed of laughter still holding each-other in a sweet embrace

which was so soothing for my small cracking heart.

Later on That Day

After a long day, 9 bags of popcorn each and a movie marathon consisting of the whole Harry

Potter saga, we finally decided to call it a day and each go to our rooms.

But as I fall on my bed something feels different than before. The light smell of vanilla is now

overpowered by one of a burning wax candle. The smell is enjoyable but the feeling that

crawled through my skin was not. I felt goose bumps, not the ones I feel when I see Brand no

these ones had a tingle a burning one. And as I am trying to rub of the itching on my bare skin

there is a loud bang and a whisk curtain movement behind me. Usually I would have jumped

instantly and checked the room in every corner but now in the state that I found I myself I

dared not turn my head.

And as I am contemplating whether to turn and check or not I feel a could hand position itself in

front of my mouth and pinch my nose as to stop me from breathing. After a few minutes of my

trying to scream and moving my arms and legs unstoppably my eyes start becoming heavy and I

lose all power and will to fight with the overpowering slumber.

A few hours later

I wake up in a tiny room, tinier than usual it was dark with no windows and an unmade bed.

The room itself was cold but my knuckles were freezing and my feet were stuck in place. I tried

moving them but that is when I realized they were cold due to the direct contact with metal. I

was tied or better saidchained in place. But the questions that came to my mind were plenty:

How did this happen? Where the hell am I? Who could have possibly done this? and

surprisingly one that came screaming at the back of my mind was Where is Brandon?.

And as these questions keep running through my mind I hear the squeaky old door open slightly.

And due to the rush and fear of the moment I decide that pretending like I was sleeping was the

best option. But as I close my eyes in pretense I feel them getting heavy all over again and

slumber overcomes my curious state. But me being a very light sleeper I could hear a dialog

happening from behind my door. Both were males, one was deep and husky while the other

seemed more boyish and heard?

All over again my body is numb and my mind is racing. Since I was a young girl I had this bad

habit of shaking or at least rotating in bed when I was overthinking or focusing on something.

This reminded me of Bella, we were so different like to poles, me always being the nosey and

loud one while she was the quiet intellectual. While I would be shivering on my bed thinking she

most likely would be sitting by her window staring at as she referred to sweet nothing and

contemplate.

Again falling into the pit of memory I start shaking and the door opens. This time I didnt have

time to move or even close my eyelids as I made eye contact with a man. A rather ravishing man

might I add. He had silky platinum locks and frosty blue almost grey eyes. From his short and 2
sizes too tight t-shirt I could clearly see his chiseled 6-pack and tattooed torso. But as I get a grip

of myself and place a powerful and menacing look on my face I lock eyes with him again. His

eyes now seemed darker and full of emotion. Raw emotion, there was no love or even passion

the only element visible was lust. Was and animalistic lust. He walks closer to the bed and places

his large, muscular and tattooed hand on my thigh. I flinch at his contact. The only other man

that I had allowed to get this close was Brandon. But this, this felt nothing like it did with Brand.

Brandons touch was soft and loving while here there was no feeling and no permission granted.

I start becoming rigid and stern when his hand starts traveling up my leg until he places it right

at the rim of my underwear. The man looks at me a light smirk forms at the corners of his mouth

while his eyes are twinkling even more that before. He looks at me and says: Its Xavier.

I finally find the voice that was hidden at the end of my throat, and with a confused expression

mutter a simple what?

He looks at me for a while and with the same expression says But for you gorgeous, its Xav.

So what might your name be? he asks with a mocking tone.

I glare at him but nonetheless nod my head and shortly reply Alexis.

Without any more hesitation he takes hold of my head and turns it to the side so that he has

complete access to my neck. He starts biting and nibbling on my skin while I try wiggling

myself free of his grip. As he is still nuzzling in the crook of my neck he whispers Yell and

move all you want sugar but were home alone, and tonight. Youre mine.

I try screaming again but to quiet me he harshly collides his lips to mine making me fall

backwards on the bed and a loud groan to come from the back of my throat. He looks straight
into my eyes with a hungry yet satisfied expression and says I know youre enjoying this as

much as I am so stop fighting it and just join me.

He is not poetic or sweet but his voice is captivating and almost hypnotic. He was attractive that

I could not deny but he was not Brandon. As his name rushes through my mind I become numb

and all the fire that a few moments ago was blooming in my chest was gone and I felt a single

tear rush its way out of the corner of my already puffy eye. Xavier stops one second to look at

me but then he just continues. I felt like a doll and against my will let him use me as one.

The next day

I woke up on the same bed but this time under the cold sheets, underneath I was naked and

alone. My hands were still tied above my head and my feet to the metal part of the bed.

Something felt different my nails were visibly longer and I never remember painting them black.

My hair was also longer I could feel strands of it gracing my knees. And as I go to lick my teeth

the delicate skin of my tongue feels a sharp pain and starts bleeding. My teeth they felt like

blades.

Out of sheer confusion and fear I scream and find myself surprised at the name I am calling

Xavier! Xav! XAV!

Xavier comes to the room his dark figure coming closer to the bed and the only clothing present

on his body is a pair of boxers. He looks aggravated and grumpy. Yesterdays sleek back hair
was now disheveled on top of his head. He looks deadly into my eyes and mutters a simple yet

to me important What?

As he walks closer to my face I open my mouth for him to see and he still has that same

uninterested expression panted on his face.

My face falls and the rage bubbling up inside of me explodes. In a swift movement I break the

chains that were holding my hands together and place them around his neck.

He stutters a little but still makes no movement. I glare into his eyes and start screaming in rage.

Lexi- What the hell do you mean by what? my hair is reaching all the way to my knees, my

nails are 3 times the size they were yesterday and my teeth are like fucking blades!

Xavier looks into my eyes which felt really glassy but sharp and lets out a small giggle.

This guy was giggling, he was giggling! I am sitting on a bed screaming my eyes out while he is

giggling! What the hell is wrong with him!

Xavier then speaks softly yet humorously Alexis you are the princes. I look at him angrier

than before but he catches my gaze and keeps speaking No I am not trying to compliment you

even though that would be an understatement. I am saying that you are the 7th princess of Searth.

Your father Dante and your mother Cordelia had 7 daughters and a boy. The prince was

assassinated on his 5th birthday while your sisters just like you have been sheltered away to

protect your survival. In our realm the oldest child has the right to the throne and practically

speaking that would be you. Your father was nothing but a mere human but your mother on the

other hand was a vampire. You my dear are a female thus meaning that you have your mothers

blood making you a pure vampire. 21 years ago when your father found a place to hold you we
also had a boy make sure you would be fine. If I am not in the wrong you are of the same age his

name was Brian? Brice? Bruce? Bran-

Lexi- Brandon? I asked with a shaky voice.

Xavier- Yes! That was it! But going back to our story when your father decided to shelter you

away from our kingdom he decided to send the boy with you as a companion, friend and

possibly the future king to rein by your side. As you might or might not know both of you are of

royal blood and you being the princess of Searth and him being the 3rd prince of the neighboring

kingdom of Duce your families decided that you two were going to be tied together. As far as I

know the prince had been informed of his position and his duty to protect, love and cherish you.

And had been strictly guided to bring you back to Searth on the day of your 22nd birthday, which

also according to my calendar would have been yesterday. So Happy birthday princes! he

winked my way and a small blush crept onto my cheeks.

After the little moment of flirting from both our sides he coughed once and said something I

never expected First of all Alexis I am sorry for the way that things went down yesterday but I

never would have thought that the princess would have been that gorgeous, and sincerely

speaking I truly could not resist. And second I hope that I am not intruding but how has the

prince of Duce been treating you? Please tell me that I do not have to kill anyone. He flashes a

small smile my way and I reflected his expression with one of my own. But soon enough my

smile faded away as I thought of Brandon. I swiftly shook the pain away and decide to respond

to Xav.

Lexi- First of all Xav, thank you for apologizing about what happened yesterday even though it

was not that bad I winked at him while he responded with one of his smirks. But to answer
your question on Brandon, things are a little complicated. We dated for 6 years but earlier this

month he deiced to break up with me for another woman. Even though it still kills me to see him

I dont think I will ever be capable of hating him or even of having someone beat him up for me.

Even though thinking of it right now maybe a punch or two could bring him back to his senses I

chuckled at the words that escaped my mouth and saw that Xaviers face lit up as well.

Xavier- Well I am glad to hear that I wont need to get out my boxing gloves but I will consider

the idea of a few hits here and there. But in all seriousness princess I would like to apologize and

thank you for everything that you have put me through in the last 24 hours. Prince Brandon is a

very lucky man to have someone like you

I blushed at his comment but felt the need to correct him Brandon and I are not together

anymore, Xav, he left me for-

Xavier interrupted my line of thought as he placed his finger on my lips and said you might not

be together at this moment but I can see it in your eyes that it definitively is not over and the way

you try covering it up with sarcasm and humor you are still deeply in love with him and by what

I can imagine he feels the same way.

I stare into his eyes and without thinking twice lay my head on his shoulder and drift off to sleep

thinking of his words. Maybe, just maybe there was still some hope left
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Chasing Dreams

--- Lexis Point Of View ---

I wake up on a confused but yet entertained Xaviers shoulder. As soon as my eyes shot open he

leaned in and gave me a peck on my forehead. I flash him a confused glance but none the less

accompany it with a small smile. As I am still lost in my lazy haze of just waking up Xavier

lightly moves my head off of his shoulder and with a low and husky voice asks if I want some

breakfast. I nod my head slowly and make my way of getting out of the bed but he places his

hand on my shoulder motioning for me to lie back down. I eagerly refuse and jump off the bed.

Xav looks at me with a slight disappointment in his eyes but simply shrugs and places his hand

in front me so I could grab it. And that is exactly what I did

It is weird because even in the span of these past few days that I got to spend time with and meet

Xavier, I felt safe around him. It was like Id known him my whole life.
We worked together in the kitchen there was no conversation or music just the sound of the fire

and oil sizzling. It was quiet but no awkward. No definitively it was not awkward it was

comfortable. Even through the thick smell of food the only essence that filled my nostrils was

Xaviers cologne. It smelt so woody and masculine; intense but not overpowering. Just like him.

As I got lost in my little daydream I felt something cold on both sides of my hips. As I snapped

out of it I realized Xavier was pressed against my body with a worried expression plastered

across his face. He looks me in the eyes and slightly shifts his head to the side shooting me a

face that asks whats wrong? without even needing to say any words.

I look at him and in the rush of the moment do something not even I expected imagine him. I put

my hands on either side of his face and place my lips onto his. His eyes shot wide open but after

a few seconds he gave in and reciprocated me.