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Running from Fumes

I open my eyes to the sun shining brightly through my cream colored curtains. I inhale deeply and stretch my body relishing the warmth of my king sized bed. "My empty bed." I think to myself chuckling as I throw my blankets off of me. Today is Sunday, family dinner. Regardless of what plans we have on Sundays, we cancel for dinner. Or bring the plans with us. Mama doesn't care too much for my flings coming to dinner with me so I've made it a point to never make plans on these Sundays. I do have a two hour drive to get to my parents home so I jump up to shower and get things ready to go. As I step into my warm shower letting the water flow over me I try to relax. It's been a tough few weeks and I missed the last family dinner. I'm ready to see my mom and dad. Today will be a day to refill my heart with love and joy. I start washing my hair and move onto shaving my legs as I let my deep conditioner sit for a few minutes. Humming to myself I stop as I hear a click. I live alone. There shouldn't be anyone here. No one else has a key. Was that the door? Suddenly I feel a whoosh of cold air and realize the air conditioner kicked on. I chuckle nervously as I realize I'm being jumpy still. Shaking my head I push the thought away. I had a few small things come up missing around the house. So small I could have easily misplaced them but a niggly feeling in the back of my mind tells me I'm not crazy. I've been extra careful about locking the windows and doors when I'm not home and even installed an extra dead bolt on my front and back doors so I've been feeling much better and more confident. I rinse the conditioner from my hair and lather up my loofah with my coconut & pear scented body wash. I scrub and exfoliate my whole body but linger between my legs. Biting my lip, I wonder if I have time for a quick orgasm while unconsciously my other hand finds my soapy breasts and tweaks my own nipple. Yup. I'll make time. I can't go on a date tonight anyways as I validate my own thoughts. I look down at my flat stomach as I drop my loofah and reach up to grab the shower head and bring it down to my body and adjusted the setting. Whoever made these has to know that no one showers with this setting. It's obviously meant for this. It's a long hard, powerful stream that would be very difficult to actually shower with. I shrug to myself as I feel the power of the stream hitting my stomach. I gently lower it to the aching part of me with one hand, and with the other I continue teasing my nipple. It's been a long time since I've had a release, so this one finds me quickly. In no time a moan escapes from my mouth and I gasp out. My legs feel wobbly and shakily I return the shower head to where it was. Completely unaware of the man who silently slipped out of the bathroom when he found his release as well.

anonymousauthork · Fantasia
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Chapter 10

In his dream he saw a beautiful woman. Long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, pale skin and a heavenly body. She was just so beautiful. She had an amazing pinkish red aura around her and just exuded grace and love. Wow. Could this possibly be her? A voice in his dream says, "This your bride. Rose. You mustn't touch her or come near her until her promised age of 21, otherwise the spell placed on her, to love you unconditionally, can break." A spell to love him? He doesn't care. He knows in his heart, this is his angel. This is the woman he's waited his entire life for. Regardless of a spell forcing her love, to receive it, in any kind of way, is good enough for him. He laughs to himself, for someone who just said he's incapable of giving or receiving love, why does he feel head over heels immediately.

The voice speaks again, "You have one year to make her fall truly in love with you, for the spell will expire and she will not be bound to you unless she agrees to marry you the night before her next birthday. Then, the spell becomes permanent. No one will know this, except you. Her parents will tell her of her fate the night before her 21st birthday, and they only know she's promised to you from her mothers mother, not for how long or under a spell. She must not find out about the spell, or that breaks the magic also. Tread wisely." And the vision dissipated, as if it was just fog in his mind.

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..."That's the story Rose. We know there's more to it, we know there are more witches and spells and magic involved but it's been kept completely under wraps by those who know. We will never be able to find out. And trust me honey, we've tried but no luck. We do know we're missing a huge piece to the puzzle though. We won't stop until we find out.

Rose sits there in silence. It all seems too impossible. Witches? Magic? Spells? PROMISED to a strange man? With a dry mouth, she croaks out "Haha... if this is a joke, this would be a good time for the punchline." Her mom and dad just look at her with sad eyes. "Okay, so I was sold before I was born. Okay cool. Well I will need to go to bed so I can wake up from this nightmare because I can't possibly believe it. It doesn't even make sense. How can someone be immortal? That's fiction. It isn't real. It isn't real." Her mom grabs her hands, "Honey I don't want to spring too much on you right away, but your dad and I and of course you, will not age as swiftly as other humans. I scoff, "HA I'm sorry, what? Other humans?? So what are you! And what am I! I don't believe any of this for a second. Prove it." I cross my arms and get ready to run inside to go hide under my covers. "Rose, did you listen to what I said? Because of you, the world was saved. That man would have destroyed everything. We would have never been born, and you wouldn't have. And we're gonna get you out of this. I don't know how, but we're gonna get you out of this."

I just glare at her. "What are we." Her and dad glance back and forth at each other before taking a huge sigh and finally saying, "We're Hybrids honey. Part water fae, part human, part something else. It's never been clear. No powers have ever come out other than those to really know." She finished tearfully. "Rose, the signs have always been there. Think back and you'll realize what I mean. You shouldn't be so shocked about what we are."

Ignoring the last part I asked "When does this man come for me?" Silence. Neither parent wants to answer me. Laughing, "Haha so what, is he here now? Am I going now? Shall I pack my bags? This is unbelievable. Ya know, I was always so thankful for the parents I had. I was so so so thankful to have the most loving and kind parents in this world. Completely unaware that you'd sold me off before I was born because great grandma had to have told you, before you ever got pregnant with me, and you still chose to have me. I'm going to get my stuff, and I'm going to leave. I'm out of here. Please don't contact me anymore."

Walking inside I slam the door shut. I need some time to really sit down and think about everything they just told me because I can't get my head around it. It seems like a cruel joke. Why would someone even want me? I'm incapable of having feelings for someone else. I've tried. Time and time and time again. I'm broken. And now I belong to a man. Just great.

I wonder how far away from here I can be by morning time.