Poor Lucia.... She's all messed up. 
It took moments. Just moments… Everything had changed. Everything Lucia thought she knew or felt, everything she thought was real… It was gone. Just like that, snatched away from her with the simple brush of her face and the warmth of feeling wanted. It brought back everything she had hated, reminded her how she ended up here. It showed her how she used to be, how she could still be… but she couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Snake had stolen that part of her when he had turned his back and walked away from everything they could have had. He gave up on the future, and now… now, Lucia was doing exactly the same.
These thoughts didn’t last though. In one swift movement, Zalen was in front of her. He had placed a warm hand on her shoulder, stared into her eyes with almost a gleaming longing, a wanting for her to let him in maybe. But she wouldn’t, even if that was the case. He would hurt her, they all would… She was smarter than that. She would block it all out, she wouldn’t give in. They just wanted to use her, wanted to tear out her feelings, destroy her mind. Lucia believed this whole-heartedly, or at least, she had done. Now she wasn’t so sure. He had twisted everything. It was all turned on its head. What was she to do? It seemed impossible to answer.
Staring back at him, her eyes still fiery from the tears and confusion, Lucia could feel as their heads touched, their heat beating against one-another. It felt good… no, it felt amazing. Listening as he whispered reassurance, it felt like she was watching herself. Her actions were automatic. Lucia was running on pure emotion now, her thoughts quiet and her paranoia locked in one of the remote wrinkles of her brain. She couldn’t think, could barely breathe. It was like she was choking, choking on emotion and she couldn’t loosen the knot.
Her arm came up from her side. It slid round the back of his neck. She stared silently into his eyes. What was she thinking? Why was this happening? Why wouldn’t it stop? Her heart pounded. Her pulse raced. She wanted to speak, wanted to walk away and never look back. But she couldn’t move, couldn’t talk. Everything was still, all she could hear was the soft mingling of their breaths.
“I…” She began, unsure of what to say. Her voice shook, her body trembled on the inside. This was so unreal. “I can’t breathe with you looking at me like that…” She still stared at him, part of her hoping he wouldn’t look away. That he would stay just like this and let the world float on by.
“Why are you looking at me like that…?” She asked quietly, the warmth of his breath on her face. She felt her fingers tense, almost trying to bring him closer to her. She wanted to run, she wanted to stay… she was a train wreck waiting to happen. And yet, in the silence after her words, Lucia did the one thing that she thought she would never do again.
She leant in, her mouth brushing past his. Would he kiss her back? Would he want her? She took the risk. She jumped into the abyss. Lucia didn’t know where this would take her, but right now, in this moment, she didn’t care. All she wanted was right here, in these passing seconds. He was the centre of her world right now, and as for her insecurity and opinions… she would regret this moment some other time.
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