Into The Dark - R. Cronin (ebooks that read to you txt) 📗

went into the room that Cheshire Cat let me stay in. I sat on the bed for a few minutes before taking the lantern with me into the bathroom. I started the fauset, letting the water run and get warm. When the bathtub was full, I stripped of my clothes (god they were filthy) and climbed into the tub. When I was settled in I closed my eyes, letting the steam and warm water sooth me. I was finally beginning to relax after what had all happened today. Being with Xander. Almost having sex with him. Meeting his mother. His mother shunning me. Trying to get me killed. Xander saying he loved me. Me loving him back. This whole day was so overwhelming. Staring at the dark, a tear escaped my eye. I quickly wiped it away and let out a sigh. I sat in silence until I thought I heard a noise. Did the door just open? My brow furrowed.
I decided to go investigate. I got out and dried off quickly, throwing on the robe that Cheshires wife left for me. Wrapping it around myself I tiptoed into the dark room. I was walking over to the door, thinking to open it to see if someone knocked or anything. To my luck though, I ran right into the person who had opened my door. My head hit his hard chest. I grunted and looked up, into ice blue eyes, I gasped. Strangers

* Blake * 

She ran right into my chest, grunting. She then looked up at me gasping. I looked at her confusingly. What was she gasping about? I laughed at the thought. Her facial expression went from surprised to angry as she stepped back and kicked me hard in the shin. OUCH! "What the fuck! Why'd you do that?!" I asked her. "Who are you?! And what are you doing in my room!?" Her hands were on her hips. Her hair was wet and she was in a bathrobe. "I-I needed a place to hide! So don't give me away and I won't hurt you ok?" I told her. She looked shocked for a minute before screaming, "Don't you dare talk to me like that! Do you hear me?! Are you dumb? Because if you're going to talk to me like that I definitely won't be the one getting hurt!" Wow. She was a firey one. I had to admit though, it was sexy on her. I smirked, "You're sexy when you're mad, did anyone ever tell you that?" She huffed and glared at me. she rolled her eyes, "Just get out! You're annoying and not welcome here." Just then there was a knock at the door. I went white. Shit! I thought. This is it! I'm going to get caught! "Please," I begged, "I need some serious help here. Please!?" She glared at me once before shoving me into the bathroom. "Just a minute!" She yelled. She went and answered the door. I was huddled in the corner in the dark bathroom, praying I wouldn't get caught. 

* Rae * 

I didn't know what to do when he begged me for help. Those pleading eyes screamed desperation. He needed help, so I shoved him into the bathroom. "Just a minute!" I screamed. I fixed myself and then dashed to the door. I let out a breath and answered the door cooly. It was Cheshires wife.

"Are you alright in here? I thought I herd some noises." She looked worried. "Oh no, everything is fine! I just...uh...stubbed my toe on the bed frame. Hurt something awfull! But I'm ok, promise," I replied smiling. She laughed at my reply,

"Ok hun, we're just down the hall if you need us. Goodnight Rae."  I smiled again, actually not faking it this time,

"Goodnight, and thank you, for everything." I hugged her quickly and closed the door. I leaned on it and slide to the floor. "Phew," I thought out loud. I got up and walked to the bathroom, slowly peering in to see if that dude was still in the there. I was about to whisper something to him when I was swept off my feet and thrown to the floor, a body hard against mine. "What the fu-," my words were stopped with a hand clamped around my mouth. I tried to get free from this person, thrashing about and protesting under the hand on my mouth. I looked up to see the same guy I shoved in the bathroom ten minutes earlier on top of me. I bit his hand and he yelped in pain, removing his hand. I looked at me angrily. I smirked but then got serious again.

"Get off me! This is no way to treat a woman and you weigh about as much as a brick building. Get. Off!" I yelled.  He smirked and got really close to my face, his eyes a blazing with amusement. Our faces were about an inch apart. I felt the heat of his breath on my face, sending a shiver down my spine. Up close he looked even better than before. His eyes were a beautiful ice blue, very sharp facial features, very handsome in fact. His brown hair swooping about his face, tickling my nose slightly. I was still on the cold floor, his warm body pressed against my own. He leaned in more, his nose officially touching mine.

He smiled, "You're cute when you're pissed." I glared at him, squirming. I finally got a hand free ready to let one rip on his face when he caught it and pinned it over my head. I was breathing hard, I bit my lip to keep from swearing my head off. 

"Now now, that's not very nice," he said huskily. I was fuming. 

"Okay, who are you? And why are you suddenly in my bedroom?" I demanded.

"That's for me to know sweetheart, and not for you to know." He winked, I glared even harder, if that was even possible. 

"I'm not your sweetheart." I went to the door, to tell about our recent "visitor." He grabbed my arm. 

"No please, I need a place to hide. The QQQ is after me and they'll kill me if they find me." His expression softened to something just shy of desperation. I softened too, damn it. 

I sighed, "Ugh, fine. But they can't know you're here either, or they'll definitely kick you out." He nodded and walked over to the bed, flopped on it and shortly after began to snore. Oh great. 

For about two weeks he stayed with me, being all sassy and assholesish. But he still had his nice side. He was just so damn moody. It had been weeks since I'd last seen Xander, and I missed him so much. But yet, I was weirdly attracted to Blake, and i knew how red flag that was. Fuck.

 

 

Habbits

*Rae*

About three weeks into Blakes stay, I caught him with the drugs. I walked out of the bathroom in my robe, and flipped out. 

"Blake! What the fuck do you think you're doing? When i said you could stay, it didnt mean you could do drugs!" My eyes blazed and he looked equally pissed off too for some reason.

"Last time I checked Rae, you weren't my fucking mother." My jaw fell open, i was stunned. With my hands on my hips i screamed, "GET OUT!" His eyes widened and then he just looked angry again. He got up and got really close to my face. 

"Is that really what you want Rae? Truelly?" His voice took on a sexy new tone. It made me shiver. 

My eyes widened at the realisation of my wanting to kiss him right now. I was still angry with him, but my raging teenage hormones were seriously getting the best of me right now. I guess he could sense it too, since he would look from my lips to my eyes repeatedly. He was waiting for my move. Gentleman? Pft, no! But yet he was I guess, in the sense of him waiting. I decided to tease him, getting nose to nose again and tilting my head back a little, lightly licking his bottom lip. It tasted sweet, and a bit nutty. I guess he couldn't take it anymore because he let out a grumble seeming to come from the back of his throat and went in for the full kiss.
It was great actually. Hungry and deep. I closed my eyes as he nipped at my bottom lip, asking for entrance. At first I refused but I wanted his tongue in my mouth so I let him in. This guys kisses were hot and sexual, not like Zanders at all. His were loving and passionate. Not that they weren't fantastic, but this guys was just firey and crazy, which somewhat drove me wild! I accidentally let a small moan escape and he smiled and let go of my hands. They immediately went around his neck and into his hair, pulling. He seemed to growl, lifting me from the floor. My legs going around his waist as set my on the windowsil. His hips were digging into my thighs, his erection getting bigger and resting into my soft spot. I moaned again, and his hands went roaming.
I had forgotten that I was only in a bathrobe and panties. His hands quickly found the knot of the bathrobe strings and he undid the and ripped it open, exposing my breasts. His hands then went to my nipples, rubbing and squeezing. I gasped and he smiled into the kiss. We broke apart as his lips found my jaw line and trailed down my neck. I bit my lip and tilted my head back, giving him more space. He found the soft spot on my neck and nibbled, making me moan and push him back slightly looking at his face. We were both breathing hard, eyes blazing, wanting more. More. I wanted more skin on skin. I tore off his jacket and lifted his shirt up, I clenched my legs around him more as he let go of me to help with his shirt. He smirked at me, and I lightly giggled and we went at it again.