Fairy Bond

Chapter Eleven: When did I become so nosy?

Autumn's P.O.V.

I sit in my bed. The sweat is still dripping down my body because of yet another dream about my mom. Sometimes I wish I never had them but then again it's the only thing other I have of her other than the famed photo next to my bedside. I pick up the frame and brush my fingertips over my mother's face. It's funny how I never realized that every time I have the dream my mom looks slightly older. In the one I had now she had more wrinkles around her eyes, than on this photo. Her hair seemed thinner and less full of life too. But I'd say she looks maybe five or six year older instead of the thirteen she's actually been gone. It gives me hope that maybe she is alive and out there.

I put the frame down on the table again and rub my forehead to smooth out the skin folds caused by my frown.

There's a light thud against my window. I turn my attention to it. Something small hits against it again and gives off another thud. I get up to open the window, only because my insides feel warm and fuzzy. It's Jade. A stone flies through the air and hits my forehead.

"Ow," I say stumbling back, and rubbing my head.

"Shit, sorry," I hear her sing song voice.

"I'm coming up," Jade says already lifting up the old wooden ladder. Once its steady enough she climbs up, looking as graceful as ever.

Jade falls in because her foot got stuck on the window sill. I burst out laughing; throwing both arms around my middle when my giggle fit makes it hard for me to breath.

I can't see her face but I'm pretty sure it's a brighter red than a flame.

"Most girlfriends would help the other up," she says.

I regain my composure, "We're not like most girlfriends," I point out, while wiping the tears of laughter from my eyes, "besides I don't recall us saying we were official."

Her mouth curves down. Her eyebrow heads rise and come closer, her eyelids slant downwards. My words hurt her.

As if just realizing that this is the first time in three days that I'm actually seeing Jade I step forward and capture her lips with mine. Her hands tangle in my hair as she deepens the kiss, causing a moan to erupt from me. I already feel the buzz of my fibers moving around, threatening to bring out my wings. I pull away because the memory of what happened the first time I showed her, still pains in my mind.

"You went against your word," I scowl.

"I know," she presses her head against mine and hugs her arms around me, "I'm sorry."

The contact of her skin feels like a drug, slowly making me forget about all the hurt I was feeling just moments ago.

"You kicked me out by your window," I step out of her embrace. I'd be stupid to just except her back, but already miss the way she feels against me.

She sighs, "I just needed time to wrap my mind around what I had seen," her eyes dart up to the corner. I'm confused because she sounds sincere but because of that little slip I know she isn't telling me the truth.

"Being away from you though, is like being in my own personal hell," she reaches for my hand. I want to pull away, but I just can't because it feels so right.

"I'm afraid to let you in again," I admit, looking up through my lashes at her. The same look of hurt washes over her face as earlier and she bites down on her bottom lip. God must she torment me like this.

"I don't even deserve to ask for your forgiveness, but I'm here doing just that, hoping that I'm not too late to win you back."

"All I ever wanted was you," I say placing my palm on her cheek. I stare deep in her eyes and then finally put my lips to hers. I'm a little disappointed in myself for not even thinking this over, knowing that she'd probably be the death of me. But when it comes to Jade I just can't help but be a little more forgiving than even she deserves.