Magnetism

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Magnetism

“Uh, Salvatore?” I called awkwardly. I had been mentally telling myself the whole

way that I’d just knock on the door and tell him to come for breakfast but when I

reached the study, I found the door open. My interest spiked as I stood by the door,

noiselessly, and watched him work. He was so engrossed in his work that he did not

notice me standing. After what I thought it was getting a stakerish, I decided to call

him out.

“Cassandra?” he said, looking up at me in surprise.

“I, uh, breakfast’s ready.” I said, practically running away.

“He coming?” Concha asked, looking strangely at me.

“Yeah.” Was all I said as I sat at the table, trying to calm myself down. I was

pouring some orange juice for myself when Salvatore walked into the room.

It might sound clichéd, but it was almost like there was a charge of electricity

humming between us. Like two ends of a magnet, inching towards ecahother. It was

like it was happening in slow motion, as he slowly made his way towards me.

“Ah, there you are!” Concha’s jubilant voice broke me out of my rearview as I

realized that I had been unconsciously leaning towards him.

Freaked out of my wits, I stood up. “Uh, exc……excuse me.” I managed to mumble

as I hastily made my way out of the dining hall, away from him.

I was sitting on the bed, pounding over my options when I heard the door creak

open. I rather felt him, than saw him, and it freaked the hell out of me.

“Take me home.” I said quietly, breaking the silence.

“Cassandra…..” he started but I was having none of it, not anymore.

“Please.” I tried. I was determined to go back to my apartment. If he wouldn’t give

me a ride then I’d just call myself a cab.

 “Fine, but eat something first.” I started to protest but he cut me off. “No arguing

in this one Cassandra, you need to take your medicines after breakfast.” He said

with conviction. I sighed in defeat and turned around to face him for the first time

since he entered the room. I was surprised to see a tray of breakfast in his hands. As

he walked closer I realized that it was very much in quantity.

I was even more surprised when Naina and Santiago entered after him. I felt

myself smile. Naina slowly came towards me, as if she was afraid that any sudden

movements might scare me away. I opened my arms in invitation. She took the clue

and flew into my arms, clutching onto me for her dear life. I didn’t know why I was

acting like I just had a few hours to live. I didn’t realize I was crying until Naina

pulled back and wiped my tears. I smiled a teary smile at her. Her responding smile

was dazzling.

“And I’d say you guys were seeing eachother after years.” Santiago’s playful voice

snapped me out of my rearview.

“No, a few hours actually.” I said with a smile. “Hi.” I said in greeting, he smiles

and nodded.

“Heard about you little swooning act, how you feeling?” though he said in a light

tone, I could see the underlying worry in his eyes. Brother, like brother.

“Better.”

“Alright, enough with the socializing. It’s so damn early and I’m way too hungry!”

Naina whined. We smiled and started with the breakfast as Salvatore had already

set the tray on the coffee table, handling out plates to us.

“Has Concha eaten?” I asked I Naina handed over a plate to me.

“She’s having breakfast as we speak.” He said with a strange glint in his eyes. I

shook my head and looked away. Concentrating on Naina and Santiago’s ongoing

conversation.

Sorry, long time, small update, I know……….

Anyways, I got everyone in this chapter, as promised. Plus, my exams are

ending this Saturday, so after that there would be regular updates.

Next chapter would be up as soon as I finish writing it :D

Please review, vote and fan.

Much love,

Anna

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