He, however, did not let the gloomy silence from before return."You like to read," he murmured absently. I nodded, even though it wasn't a question. What do you read the most?My brow furrowed as I finished swallowing. What was she supposed to be up to now? Since when were you interested in my tastes? I decided not to be completely honest, so I answered the first thing that came to mind."These days, anything that has to do with demons," I said.-And before?At that moment I felt the blood rush to my face. My tastes were something that I didn't usually share with almost anyone.—Mmm… My favorites used to be the fantasy ones, you know, magic, dragons, distant lands, epic battles, fantastic creatures… —I looked away, trying to hide my embarrassed expression.Although my preferences had changed a bit. Now that there was enough fantasy in my life, that kind of thing no longer caught my attention.—And apart from watching television and reading, you didn't do anything else? —She asked, ma
"Azazziel?" —The panic that she exuded from my voice was more noticeable.His eyes closed, and in that instant a horrible, mean feeling threatened to wreak havoc inside me."I don't know," he whispered.—N-no! —I exclaimed without being able to control the tone of my voice, opening my eyes wider than normal—. It's not possible. Mabrax couldn't... —Azazziel turned his head slightly and looked at me without responding, with an emotion that I couldn't identify on his face. I refused to believe in that possibility. “I-it can't be because…” I swallowed, trying to dissolve the lump that had formed in my throat. I-if it were like that... it would mean that... it was my fault.My breathing became extremely agitated. I was starting to hyperventilate.Unconsciously, I tried to stand up, as if getting away from him and everything would eliminate the dreadful feeling that was beginning to consume me.Panic took over his features at that moment, and in less than a second it reached me, preventing
The memory of when I ran into him on the sidewalk, just after leaving work later than usual, when I saw him following me as if I were in imminent danger, cluttered my mind and managed to distract me.At that time I felt like I was going crazy because of him, because I could sense him around me, although I didn't know who he was.-How did you find me? I asked in a hoarse whisper, only because I longed to change the subject. Because I needed to divert my thoughts in another direction, towards one that was less rugged.He was right: I would not have been able to bear the fact that I was aware that my parents' death could have been, in some way, my fault. The mere thought of it caused my chest to hurt even more than it already did, making it difficult for me to breathe. It was more bearable to continue thinking that it was just a fatal assault in which they should never have been present, just as happens to many other families.His hands moved down my arms to my wrists and he gently tugge
My body still felt heavy and somewhat drowsy, as if all the hours I slept were not enough. As if I still needed to rest... As if something inside me had been lost, destroyed and torn from the center of my being and I needed more time to feel like myself again.I let my head fall onto his shoulder, squeezing my eyelids together. For a painful second I waited for an elusive reaction from him, a somewhat ridiculous thought, considering how close our bodies were to each other. But it didn't arrive. The particular and maddening aroma of his skin filled my breath, and I unconsciously inhaled deeply.Azazziel gave a light laugh and, before I could say anything to defend myself, I was able to feel the touch of his lips on my forehead. I raised my head in reflex to the surprise that overcame me. However, he took advantage of my gesture to get closer to my face and kiss me again.He slid one hand around the back of my knees to pull my legs over his, so that I was cradled between his arms and to
I nodded, unable to speak. I couldn't blame him for not wanting to set foot in the house. I didn't even want to stay here, not if they were gone. Anthony imitated my gesture and turned on his heel to head upstairs.Azazziel faced me as soon as my brother was out of my field of vision. He had a smug smile plastered on his face."You knew I was going to come in," I reproached him. Why didn't you become invisible or something?He shrugged and stood in front of me, not exuding even the slightest bit of perplexity at what had just happened."Relax," he urged me. Your brother is calmer now that he knows you are not alone.—I almost had a fit!He rolled his eyes. He waved his hand toward the TV and it turned on, without needing the remote control, and he grabbed my wrist. He guided me to the couch to return to the positions we were in before Anthony arrived, although this time I tried to put a little distance.My nerves were wreaking havoc on my insides. I could feel a light layer of sweat c
"I'd like to stay with you a little longer, if you don't mind," he said in a hoarse whisper.My chest heaved again, but I tried not to let him know.“Nat will come to see me tomorrow,” I announced without further ado. You have to leave when she arrives.—I'll disappear for that while, then. "I have no intention of having any interaction with any of your friends," she said, shrugging her shoulders, but then something grim crossed her features. Especially with that bastard Tyler.He can't help but roll his eyes.-You are amazing."Of course," he said, although he hadn't really meant it as a compliment. Then, before she could reply about it, she leaned in to kiss me on the forehead, distracting me. Now, eat something. Let out.I raised my eyebrows.— Go out?"Your brother was kind enough to let us have his car," he said in a suggestive tone, "so I'm going to get you out of this house for a while."I looked at him suspiciously."I'm sure you made him do it." Anthony would never let me hav
—What did you use to do with your parents? —Azazziel wanted to know, after a couple of minutes.It was like feeling like a dagger was stabbed into me. I shook my head, lips tightening, and doubt took over his expression."It's still too early," I replied in a surly tone. Although, in reality, I had no intention of talking about my parents with him either now or in the near future.Azazziel's face turned serious."Don't do that," he said, and I didn't know why it felt like a reprimand. Don't stop mentioning them as if they had not existed, quite the opposite. Talk about them. About what they did with you, how they influenced the person you are now. —I was able to perceive something dark that took over his gaze—. Don't do the same thing I did.I clenched my jaw, narrowing my eyes in his direction in a gesture that was intended to be disdainful. However, in my heart I agreed with him.I took a deep breath."Very well..." I mumbled. My parents and I came to this reserve a couple of times,
"You freed me from the pain," he said, half smiling. When I told you about Zeross and Aeriele, I told you that over time I had started to get used to where I came from. For a while, I myself felt like I was fitting in… But I wasn't. "He," he shook his head, still holding my gaze. I have always felt that I had to stay there because I had no other option, because I would never have been able to obtain a place in Heaven, nor here on Earth. I lived for many years with that thought in mind. I was not aware that I was a captive of an existence that was destroying the few feelings with which I had come into the world, until I met you. You freed me from that, you were my redemption. And I would love to be able to do the same for you…” His eyes took on an untamed shine, one that made me feel like my insides were shaking. However, the gesture was fleeting, since a shadow of sadness suddenly took over him. But I know I won't be able to do it. I know that I can never be a positive aspect in your