Still Frame | By : PersephoneCorelli Category: Anita Blake > Het Views: 3240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
Disclaimer: I do not own the Anita Blake series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Walking into my house I realize immediately that I hadn’t taken the time to change out of the leather outfit. Fuck! I had finally started to calm down on the way home and that just pisses me off all over again. I’ve got to get out of this thing! First the knives have to go. I throw them into the wall in rapid succession. Yeah, yeah, I’ll have to fix the holes later but damn it! I needed to do something violent. Better the wall than the next person I see. For the first time since walking in the door I think to look around the house for the boys. Instead of finding them, I see Edward sitting in a chair just inside the kitchen. Damn! I take it back, if only I’d noticed him sooner. I would love to hack a few holes in him, mainly the chest…Shit! With Belle Morte showing up I completely forgot about Edward coming to town. And Richard never told me what the fuck he and Jean-Claude had done. Well, I don’t want to know about it right now. I just want to get out of this
contraption before passing out.
“I don’t want you here Edward. Get the fuck out.”
Without even giving him a backward glance I make my way into my bedroom. Trying to
keep my heart from jumping out of my chest because he’s so close to me, I peel myself out of that fucking outfit. It was not without difficulty, but since the only person nearby is Edward, I would rather dislocate something than ask him to touch me. Actually, I’d rather shoot him so he hurts as much as I do. After a few interesting moves and a couple of nicks from a knife, I’m finally into my sleep shirt, thank God. As I hug Sigmund tight, I can’t help hoping Edward didn’t listen to me yet I know I can’t deal with it if he stays. I climbed into bed before realizing that I left the knives in the wall. Knowing that Nathaniel and Damian would worry if they saw them I sigh and drag myself out of bed to go and take care of it. I really don’t want to have to try to explain what’s going on to anyone, yeah like there’s a chance in hell of that. Opening my door I bump right into Edward’s chest, hard. I should have expected him, but I hadn’t heard him and, since it was such a surprise, I gripped his hips to keep from being thrust backwards.
“I thought I told you to leave.”
Edward takes advantage of the situation and wraps his arms around me. He leans down to whisper in my ear. His breath sending chills down my spine. I could feel my nipples hardening and cursed my body for reacting.
“When have I ever listened to that order?”
Disgusted with myself for wanting to lean into his touch, I push out of his embrace. A look of surprise crosses Edward’s face before he can cover it. With how strong I am, he can’t help but land right on his ass. Well, well, the night is looking up. I watch him pull himself to his feet and dust himself off. His mouth shows a crooked smile as if he thinks that I’ll laugh along with him. I am not amused. Realizing that all I’m wearing is an extremely short shirt I tug on the edge to keep it down.
“I’m not in the mood to deal with you Edward. Go away.”
Edward’s eyes take in my barely covered body at my movements. Zeroing in on my
overzealous breasts, his gaze turns hot as he notes the hardened peaks.
“It seems you’re more in the mood than you want to admit.”
Gritting my teeth I try to keep my dignity as hot blood floods my cheeks. I walk past him to collect my knives and see them laid out on the table. I look over my shoulder at him. At his shrug I carefully gather them and stalk back toward my room. As I try to skirt past Edward he grabs hold of my waist and I give him a dirty look. My shirt rides up several inches causing my face to burn even more. It’s all I can do not to yell at him.
“Let me go or I will stab you.”
Edward simply looks at me. “Tell me what upset you tonight.”
”Why the fuck should I? It’s not as if you give a shit! You made that clear when you left!”
My anger reaches a boiling point as tears fill my eyes. Fuck! He’s gotten all of the tears out of me that I’m willing to give! As I try to break his hold he clutches me tighter.
“Baby, I had to leave. Please tell me what’s wrong.”
His words have my gaze snapping to his. The pain reflected there gives me a momentary pause before I see red. After everything else that has happened tonight, it’s the sound of an endearment passing through Edward’s lips that makes me blow. It’s amazing how threats on my life are so common that endearments are what throw me. Is my life sad or what? I break free and stare at him hard. This time there is no way in hell I’m controlling my voice.
“Baby?! You’re calling me baby?! You fucking bastard! You come in here and throw my life into more chaos? That, believe me, was just not necessary and to top it all off, you call me baby!!”
I take a breath before I continue. At least being this mad took the edge off of my body’s response to him. The last thing I needed was a ‘nice uncomplicated fuck’ courtesy of Edward.
“Besides, why the fuck should I tell you anything? You know what? Fuck you! I don’t care why. I don’t want you here. Leave!”
I whirl around and run into my room. Slamming the door behind me I lie against it and pray for my heartbeat to return to a normal level. My knives clatter to the floor around me as I bury my head in my hands. The slight metallic smell has a calming effect on me. I lightly bang my head against the door. ‘Damn, I hate that I let him get to me this way.’ I push away from the door and snuggle down into my blankets. I lie wide awake as the morning light trickles through my curtains. My mind running a mile a minute I flip off my covers and reach for my sweats. Maybe a run will clear my head. After the night I had you’d think I’d fall asleep before my head hit the pillow and yet, thank you Edward, I can’t stop my brain from going a mile a minute. Dressing quickly I make my way quietly through the house, letting out a sigh of relief when I reach the kitchen without bumping into Edward. Finally he listens. The thought doesn’t cheer me as much as I’d like it to. Shrugging off my melancholy I begin to stretch for my run. As I step out into the daylight I turn my head to the sun. Feeling its rays warm my skin brings a little smile to my face.
Imagine that. I take off at a leisurely pace down the road. I’m not sure how long of a run I need but I’m not coming back here until I’m good and tired.
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