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Chapter 6- Faye | Proof That Heaven is Real

Chapter 6: Proof That Heaven is Real

A/N: Dedicated to those of you who tried this story out. I love you for that and thank you for giving me a chance babes. :) You guys know who you are!

P.S: Brackets are translations.

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She wake's before he does.

Faye had already showered and gotten ready. It was pretty easy considering they had a shower in their room. She reminded herself to thank the lady if she met her. She was wearing a black sleeveless turtle neck and dark faded jeans. Her hair was open and let out. Winter was in a couple months and the atmosphere was getting colder each day, but Lakeview was a mysterious place during summer. The mornings would always be chilly and cold, but by after noon the sun would be kissing everyone.

Faye walked over to the mattress bed where Alexander was currently sleeping in. He was on his back and his head was encompassed in his arms with the comfort of the pillow. He slept like a baby. Faye couldn't hep but smile at the way he looked so rested and peaceful.

Faye stood a few feet away from him and cocked her head to the side studying his face

His dirty blonde hair was sprawled across his face covering his forehead. His eyes were calm and closed. He had a sprinkle of light freckles across the bridge of his nose and Faye grinned like a child at christmas when she noticed the light smile he had when he slept. His breathing was even and quiet like a feather.

She trailed her gaze down to his collar bone, and that's when she noticed he was shirtless. She took a step closer and saw his milky skin showing off a small scar etched on his chest, just under his neck. It was so small that she had to come a bit closer to see if it was really in fact a scar.

She kneeled down and saw that the scar was small but it had little 'x' marks across it. They were stitches. He had four stitches just under his neck. She couldn't stop her hand from going up, her fingers grazed over the scar and the skin felt rough and broken under her fingertips. She trailed the small scar gently, completely forgetting that this was Alexander's body she was touching. She was too interested in what happened.

She found herself speaking her mind and softly whispering to herself "What happened to you?"

She found herself trailing her fingertips down a bit lower leaving the scar behind.

A rough moan came vibrating through the body and Faye immediately jumped out of her skin. She snatched her hand back to her body and scolded herself for losing control of her actions. She backed up with quiet steps hoping that she didn't wake him and he didn't notice her unintentionally intimate action. She turned around and headed for her bed when she heard a husky rough voice.

Alex opened his eyes and smiled up at her "s'il vous plaît revient mon ciel " (Please come back heaven)

Faye stopped walking and a wide grin filled her face. She hadn't heard that language in a while. And in a way it felt comforting to hear it. She went to France when she was 8 years old with her parents, and once hearing the French speak. She was obsessed. Once she learnt a few greetings and statements, she realised that French was a language that she could speak clearly and not stutter while talking. Learning french then became a priority in her life. Within two years, she learnt the beautiful language, and loved hearing it.

"Tu parle français?" she said, her voice coming out surprised, her back still turned away from him. (You speak French?)

She could hear the smile in his voice when he replied "It was about the only thing that interested me other than sports in High school."