Caught Out There - Mya Luckey (the giving tree read aloud .txt) 📗

get out of his arms. I setteled for sitting up, he allowed this motion and I noticed that it did not hurt so much. Once I was upright I lifted what should have been my tattered bloody grey tank top, instead I was lifting a royal bue dress not caring that Emmett was still in the room. I did however catch him marveling at my legs before turning his head. I was appraising the wrap around my torso when I asked, "Did you do all this?"
"Not exactly... I had some help," as he said this a short red head appeared around the corner. I was stunned into silence by her beauty. She was short- shorter than me I assumed she was petite- thinner than me. Her shoulders were more rounded than mine, she looked about my age-twenty-one-all her physical features were smaller than mine but in a way more appealing. My eyes eventually found her face her thin pink lips were spreading into a warm smile-her shiny teeth were a little disorienting. To scary for her warm caring face- her nose was small and there was a small mole off center to the left. Her eyes were shaped like slightly more rounded footballs, her eye brows pulling her tiny features together perfectly. Now that I took a closer look I realised that her hair was aurburn and flowing sinuously to mid-back at least. Now that she had stopped moving I could spot some streaks of bright color... Green? Blue? Turquoise! I thought of my own plain stain black hair wondering what she would think of it.
"Great your up," she said. She was moving towards us her hand out stretched. "I'm Maxine but call me Max!"
"Hi, I'm Amaya but everyone calls me Mya," she nodded and turned to head out of the room.
"Well, I'll see you later... right?" she said stopping at the door and peering around me to Emmett- probably continuing an earlier argument.
"Sure."
"Good, beacause you woke up at a bumb time Darien- my boyfriend and I have some errands to run. Oh! An P.S everyone calls him D- Otter- behind his back so just call him 'D'"
I didn't see D flash over but suddenly Max was giggling, D pulling her in a circle. He suddenly stopped like a kid caught red handed. I was at a loss for words, I wanted to tell him he could be himself but when I finally found the words Max beat me to it.
"You can trust her D, be yourself she actually likes it better than the pretending we normally do." She worded it better than me. D nodded and gave me huge goofy grin.
"See you later Max," I called as they disappeared.
"You to Mya," echoed back to me and I smiled.
I turned to Emmett who had been watching quietly sitting on the edge of the giant bed. I wanted badly to return to his embrace, I was confortable there- safe. I walked back to stand in front of him, I looked out the window it was still dark. I felt as if ever since my abduction my life was being lived through the night.
"How long was I out?"
"Twelve hours," Twelve? He saw my expression and changed the subject."What were you dreaming about, you were jabbering on all day," a small smile lit his face.
"Oh my gosh, did I hit you? I'm sorry."
"No but you were fighting a little- there was much more talking though," he amended.
"I was having nightmares."
"What about?" I stared at him but he looked genuinely curious.
So, I sat down to explain both nightmares.
When I finished there were tears in my eyes. I didn't leave out any details including the kiss. He pulled me into his arms rubbing my back comfortingly. His consoling me brought back another question "So I've been sleeping in your arms the entire time?"
"Pretty much,"
"Why?"
"Well because the things you were saying," my eyes went wide.
"What did you hear," I demanded I was so worried he'd heard something I didn't want him to hear.
"Um..."
"From the begining please," I demanded more sweetly this time, making sure he couldn't miss anything.
"Well first you were just kind of fighting. But then... you started saying 'he's found us' and 'you don't have to do this'. I was worried and I rushed home without stopping for any mediction or bandages for you. I about had a heart attack when you started saying that you weren't running any more and that you were ready to stop. I didn't know what you meant by your words... I called Max to help me interperate but when she saw your condition she insisted on patching you up and making you 'Beautiful'," as he said beautiful he made air quotations. My face fell, he didn't think I was beautiful... But of course why would he- this Adonis- want me a plain Jane. For the first time since he saved me I looked away from his face. I studied my palms trying to rub the skin off to cause pain to distract my mind. Emmett must have noticed because he wrapped his long fingers around my wrists forming manacls. Pulling my hands apart and putting them to my sides, before I could stop myself I was wrapping my arms around him. It was like a dream, I saw my own caramel colored arms moving at an irratably slow pace. I was surprised that he allowed this, I thought blood sucking immortals were supposed to be like in the books and movies... All indecipherable, and awkward around people. When I conciously registered that Emmett saved me, my moronic brain had come to the conclusion that our story would be like 'Twilight' all heroism, love and modesty. Just like every other thing since deciding to go to that party... It was wrong. That was my way of coping with a bad situation. Disconnecting from my mind and trying to look at it as if I were an outsider, judge it's mistakes as if they were not my own... It made it easier to come to a solution or analyze my life.
When I finally looked at Emmett's face I could tell he was thinking about something too, concentrating. I waved my hand in front of his eyes but I didn't get too see if he reacted, when I saw the blood red color on my nails my brain went into a melt down. Just seeing that color there brought back my capture... ***
Swaying to the music, I stood just off the edge of the bar. I was close to my cousin Kale I could see my short skirt flowing with the steady rock of my hips. Kale turned to me then, "I can't believe we got invited to this party!" We had always been party girls, so being invited to an upperclass party in college came as no surprise to me. I was in my third year of College and Kale was in her fourth.
I laughed with her and then replied,"I can't believe they paid all this money just rent out this bar... Yeah it's kind of cool but I mean seriously."She nodded in agreement but then looked across the room over my shoulder her stare caused me to turn and look too.
He was beutiful in an exotic islander way, he was looking our way and now that he had our attention he motioned us forward- or at least that's what I thought. I looped my arm through Kale's locking our elbows, towing her along. Suddenly the motionless man moved shaking his head 'No'. Kale pulled away from me to point to herself 'no' again, I swalloed and pointed to myself. He nodded then I crossed my arms and looked to Kale.
"I'm not always gonna be there I mean come on, you don't need me. But if you do I'll be right here." I nodded and looked back to that man, a new song had started 'Man Down by Rihanna'. I took a deep breath and started making my way through the crowd toward Mr. Mysterious.
***
Emmett jumped under me and my eyes snapped open, he was instantly dabbing at the tears on my face. I was not concerned with that however I was worried about what could possibly shock an vampire- maybe they weren't as indestructable as I'd once thought, my stomache turned.
"What," I asked my eyes darting around the room. I didn't see anything out of place or detect any danger, but again I could be wrong.
"You...-" It didn't quite sound like an accusation, but my first response was confused but repentant.
"What? I'm so sorry! But what did I do?"
He didn't answer immediately, and that must be a bad sign, my mind was on over load dealing with so many emotions and then trying to figure out what could have provoked this kind of reaction from Emmett. Within the thirty second period between me waving my hand in his face and me reliving about twenty second (reality time) tragedy that later lead to the trauma I just experienced. My mind was drawing a blank.
Finally Emmett pulled himself together and looked into my eyes, but my relief was washed away with his words.
"What are you?" I was caught off gaurd and that was just too much. I jumped away from him and then looked at him as if he were the freak he was insinuating I was. Emmett stared as if I hadn't moved he was still waiting for my answer.
For a second I was questioning his sanity, but then he jumped up in a blurred movement and was at the window.
"No, I'm not insane. Are you a telepath?" My eyes went wide and a hysterical laugh burst through my lips.
"How did you know what I was thinking? And you mean like a mutant- like an X-man proffesor X?" I was confused and my words were rushed and mixed up. Emmett seemed to have caught every word though and he was no longer shaken.
"Yes! Exactly like that, you were projecting your thoughts on me!"
"What do you mean?"
"Has anyone around you had the same dream as you or agreed with you even though they were against it before."
"Yeah, but thats only because I'm very persuasive and or coincidence," but before I could finish he was shaking his head.
"No, it is because you can project your thoughts. You are a telepath with untapped potential."
"So if all of that is true how much have I projected on you?''
"A whole lot but before I didn't know that it was you," I just stared at him puzzled, pain shot down my side, my face was pinched up, Emmett was there before I could look up. "The medication must be wearing off." He scooped me up and started down the beige colored hallway with mahogony stair rails and flooring.
I waited in his arms for him to answer my question to my satisfaction.And when he did not I moved on to another one- but did not forget that one.
"How did you find me," I was watching him so closely looking up to his face-from this point I only saw his chest, neck and jaw- I saw his jaw flex in an instant but relax before I could figure out if I imagined it.
"Well thats a long story..."
"We have a while," I said but quickly tried to amend my statement."I hope," I breathed quietly. He looked down and blinked rapidly,"what?"
"I can see what you are imagining," He offered aloud. I hopped from his arms forgetting for a moment the pain, a curse escaped my lips.
I rushed down the hall, to my left was a