Chapter 260: Everything About Her Drives Me Nuts
Chapter 260: Everything About Her Drives Me Nuts
Adriano
'What do you mean?' my smile softens a little in confusion as I continue to rock her back and forth.
'l am right here with you, I have got you.'
She only turned more silent, her eyes going sad like there was something I didn't understand, something pitiful that I just wasn't seeing.
'You were too late." She rasps as her ocean blue eyes stare up at me but her words grew almost too muffled to hear, almost as though she was speaking underwater.
It didn't make any sense, though, she was right here in my arms. I could feel her against the palms of my hands with each steady beat, pumping calmly in contraction to the racing of mine. She was alive and I would never let go again.
'What do you mean…' I began but before I could even finish my breath, we were falling into an endless pit and darkness, our speed moving so fast and so sharp that wrapping my body around her was all I could do to keep her protected.
'I have got you, I have got you." I whispered, feeling no fear in my soul because I knew I would keep Camilla safe for as long as I was still breathing.
I don't know how long we fell for but I was right to say that it would end. The next time my eyes opened, we were back in that elevator, my body kneeling by her side as though nothing ever happened.
'See, princess, I am here.' I said as my eyes adjusted to the sudden burst of lights, however as I began to gain awareness of my surroundings, I found that my eyes were the only ones to reopen.
'Camilla, you can wake up now. You are safe.' I smiled but the relieved feeling faded away as a new kind of warmth spread across my hands.
This kind was hot and wet, making my grip around her slip as the feeling spread through the tips of my fingers, up to the balls of my knuckles and along the palms of my hands. This feeling was one I never wanted to experience and the next time that I blinked, I saw everything with blood beginning to leak from the corners of her mouth, the hand that was once gripping my wrist falling painfully back to the ground.
'No!' I shook my head as both of my hands moved to cup her face but that movement slipped too, painting shades of bright red across those freckles dusted cheeks.
'No, No!' I cried as I realized it was blood that was seeping out of her, her eyes unblinking.
'Princess, look at me.' I begged.
'l have you, I won't let you go.'
My hands shook as I held onto her like I could stop this from happening and for a moment, the most beautiful moment, she listened. Those perfect eyes opened again exactly as I wished but there was no blue in her irises this time. The once bright ring around her pupils had faded into colorless, blinking with no life left in them.
'You were too late, Adriano.'
My body thrashed out as my headboard smacked hard against the wall behind me, a few of the pillows on my bed falling with a soft thump onto the floor. My vision was entirely dark, capable of seeing nothing but the pit I had been falling into surrounding me. I felt overwhelmed, trapped and I felt that familiar need to violence humming in my veins, prowling beneath my skin as though it were an agitated predator.
I suppose that was the only way to describe it and with no hint having been found earlier tonight about who Ofomata could be, my body was left extremely unsatisfied. Snapping over to my dresser and realizing it was just past four in the morning, I knew there was no use going back to sleep now that I was awake. Even if it was earlier, my mind wouldn't let me.
It was hungry for something I knew I couldn't have and the mixed craving for both pain and pleasure stopped me in my tracks, a sensation I have never felt after having a nightmare. Sure, there has always been the impenetrable call for violence but this was different. This was as if my body was breaking down into my most basic human instincts, the consuming desire to not just hunt but to fúck the little thing only a few doors down in the most primal dominant fashion possible. Shit, this wasn't good.
My nightmare must have really gotten in my head because of the strength of my need to pay Camilla a visit, to prove to her that I would never be too late for her again. I need to get down to the gym before I give in. Not bothering to look for a shirt in the midst of the night around me, I simply wiped the sweat away from my forehead and walked to where I knew my door was, still in the same cargo pants as I had gone hunting in tonight. I didn't have the time to stop with the darkness coiling deep within my body, not letting myself look in the direction of where I knew Camilla was sleeping right now.
It would be too tempting to go see her, to even sit in the chair I knew was right across from her bed and find peace in watching her so supple in such a vulnerable state. I didn't even wait for the elevator as I took myself down the stairs to the main floor, taking the hall on the left all the way to a second staircase. Down and down I went, barley seeing, thinking or process is a single thing other than her.
It was a dangerous obsession to have developed but I know it has always been there, lurking silently like the dark bottled energy in my veins right now. Camilla being under the same roof as me was the reason for it awakening and now it was ready to play. Slamming through the doors and into the gym, I barely had time to jerk back at the sight of the light already on before I realized it wasn't an intruder but rather a tiny thing moving almost faster than my eyes could track.
Headphones over her ears, she didn't even notice the threat lingering behind her as my body went hot, stepping to lean against the wall observantly. If her intention of attire were to kill me then she has already succeeded in every way. With her music so loud I could hear it from here, my lips caught between my teeth at the sight of the beads of sweat glistering against the back of her neck, her long hair pulled back into a braid that swished with her movement.
The cropped sage black hoodie she had on gave her full mobility as she took out her demons on the punching back at her front, the tight blue shorts she was wearing threatening to bring me to my knees. It was clear she had gotten more fit over this last year just by observing her form and strength with each of her hits but it was the slight bulge of her thighs where her shorts hugged her body that had my dick hardening in my pants to the point of unforgiving torture.
Everything about this girl had me on the brink of insanity and she didn't even know it. Needing to change that, I made the first move as I pushed off the wall and my mind set on one thing only. Each step in her direction had my body humming to life and I could tell the second she noticed she was no longer alone as her body went taunt and reflexive, sensing me at her back.
My hand reached out to touch her elbow to show her it was just me but the fighter in her didn't wait long enough to let me. Spinning on her heel, her fist came flying in my direction, my body just barely acting fast enough before her gloved fingers were being engulfed by my hand, not even an inch away from the curve of my jaw. Her eyes snapped up to mine instantly, clear she hadn't known it was me but what made my breath falter was the flash of immense fear in her eyes before she quickly masked them with anger instead.
I not only scared her but she had thought I was someone other than my brothers and I. In a house as secure as this one, that is not where her reflexes should have taken her. Surprised, maybe but the terrified look I had gotten was the same look the version of her in my dreams had given me. You were too late.
"Gosh, Adriano." Her voice came out in a relieved yet startled pant, yanking her hand free of mine and pulling down her headphones to hang around her neck.
"Are you trying to give me a heart attack?"
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