Suppressed (Suppressed Saga) (16 page)

A few minutes later Lance popped his head in the room looking rather ill. “Are you all ready to head out? I want to get back.”

I looked at Seth for an answer. Anything I said would probably be the wrong thing.

“
Yeah, we’re ready.” He said grabbing my bag.

I stood up next to him a little confused. Didn’t he just say we weren’t leaving at the same time? It was better for me to just go with the flow and not ask questions. I trusted Seth and Eric to know what they were doing. Well, I trusted Seth; Eric, not so much.

We all said goodbye to my mom and dad. I held on to them both longer than I should have and probably freaked them out but wanted to get one last good hug incase I didn’t see them for a while. Seth held tight to my hand as he led me to the truck. I noticed his eyes were scanning around the house while he lifted me in. My parents house was in a big open area so thankfully there was nowhere for anyone to be hiding, Seth must just be overly cautious.

I shut the door and looked to see Eric sitting in the driver seat of my brothers Yukon. I guess Lance didn’t feel well enough to drive. The windows were tinted so Eric couldn’t see me cut my eyes over at him in disgust.

“
Why are we leaving if we’re not going back to Boston yet?” I asked when he got in the truck.

“
We’re going to Portland. We’ll stay there for a while till Eric calls.”

The Yukon started to pull out of the driveway but we sat still. After waiting what felt like ten minutes Seth’s phone beeped and he started to pull out of the driveway. We were moving at a snail’s pace down the road. There had to be a reason for all this so I just didn’t ask. Sometimes I felt like I asked too many questions and other times I didn’t like the answers to the questions I did ask.

Eventually we got to the highway and were on the road once again. If I looked out the window I would probably get sick so I did my best not to look and tried to keep my eyes on different things in the truck. At one point I focused on the speedometer and realized Seth was going the exact speed limit, no more, no less.

Two hours in I had my seat all the way back staring at the ceiling of the truck as Seth had his hand on my thigh.

“
So do they think I’m still with Lance and Eric?” I asked.

“
Yeah”

“
They must be some daft people. You don’t think they’ll attack them or anything, do you? I mean, my brother isn’t going to get hurt is he?”

“
No, Eric wouldn’t let anything happen to your brother.”

I laughed sarcastically, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”

“
You don’t know him like I do. He wouldn’t let anything happen to him, trust me. You only see the bad in him, which I can’t really blame you, but there is a lot of good in him too.”

He looked a little perturbed or something. I squeezed his hand to try and let him know I was sorry. “I know he’s your friend and if you trust him then so do I.”

He lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed it. “You hungry?”

“
I could eat.” I said with a shrug.

We made a very quick stop for something to eat and were back on the road quickly. Seth said we only had an hour left till we were in Portland. I was getting tired and still had a small headache. Within minutes of leaving the restaurant I was asleep and off in my own little world.

Voices were going off in my head and I had no idea where they were coming from. I tried to sort through them and figure out what they meant but couldn’t. My eyes slowly came open and I realized it was a TV. I went to roll over but was pinned down by Seth’s solid arm across me. Even though he was passed out he still had a good hold. I eventually got myself free and out of the bed. Looking around I concluded that we were in a hotel. I must have been dead asleep to not have woken up when he carried me in here. The light through the window told me it must have been some time in the middle of the day.

One thing I did know for sure was it was stifling in here. I pulled at the neck of my sweat shirt trying to breathe. The thermostat was set at seventy six and I pulled my sweat shirt off after turning it down. Good lord did he think we were in the pits of hell?

That thought got me wondering. Did he go to hell when he died? And how was he created? I had these thoughts randomly when I first found out what he was but never asked.

Seth let out a groan and I saw him stretch out on the bed as he opened his eyes. “How long have you been awake?”

“
Like five minutes.”

I got back in the bed and sat up against the head board. Seth did the same as he rubbed his hands down his face.

“
It’s hot enough in here isn’t it?” I let out a cool breath of air but it didn’t help me at all.

“
Well it’s cold outside. I didn’t want you to be cold. If you haven’t noticed I run a little hot so it’s hard for me to tell when it’s too hot or too cold.”

Here was the chance for my questions. “Why is that exactly?”

“
I’m a demon, I come from hell. Would you expect me to be cold?” he said this like I should already know the answer.

“
So have you ever been to hell?” I bit my lip at the question, I was nervous to hear his answer.

“
No, I was born like you were. Both of my parents were demons. I never met my dad though, same thing with Eric.”

“
When you die where do you go?”

“
Hell.”

I swallowed hard, I knew the answer before he said it but I was still uneasy at actually hearing it out loud. How could someone like him be damned to go to hell? It was impossible to even think about. I quickly pushed it out of my head, if I dwelled on it too much I was going to get upset.

“
Don’t worry about it, I don’t. I’m a demon, for me Hell is nothing, for a human it would be torture. It’s hard to kill something like me so hopefully I have nothing to worry about. But my mom is there, so I have something to look forward to if I ever do go.”

This confused me and frightened me at the same time.

“
Your mom?”

“
I told you, demons go to tell when they die. Eric’s mom and mine were friends. They raised us but were killed when we were thirteen. That’s why we’ve always been close. We came home one day and they were both dead.”

“
Someone killed them?”

“
I guess. We’ve never found out who did it. For years we tried to find out but it’s been so long that we just stopped looking.”

A lump formed in my throat. They’ve been on their own since they were kids and had no one but each other. I guess I understand why Seth always took up for Eric and why he trusts him.

“
Sorry” I mumbled. I didn’t know if it was a bad subject with him so I didn’t delve into it any deeper. I turned to him with a smile on my face trying to lighten the mood. “So if I took your temperature what would it say?”

“
Probably around one hundred and one, it varies though.”

I tried to hide how shocked I was so I said the first thing that sounded normal, “Interesting…”

“
Interesting? It doesn’t burn you does it?” He hesitantly placed his hand on my arm and left it there. I felt warmth spread up my arm and throughout my whole body.

“
No,” I said shaking my head. “It feels good.”

He kept his hand on my arm and start going all the way up trailing my neck then going back down. I shivered a little when he ran his hand against the skin on my stomach that was visible from my slightly lifted shirt. It slid back and forth before he got a grip on my hip and turned me to him, holding me against him.

“
Do you really want to be with me?” His voice was low but full of emotion.

For some reason I couldn’t get any words out. All I could do was nod my head.

The next thing I knew he was kissing me with such intensity it felt like everything was out of my control. His grip on my back tightened and I rolled on top of him, lifting off my shirt. Everything felt right in that moment and I wanted to forget all the thoughts that clouded my head and just let myself give into him.

He sat up with me straddling him and I closed my eyes at feeling his mouth go down my neck. I moaned holding on to the back of his neck as he pulled my thighs and I went backwards with him on top of me. His shirt came off and he pulled my pants off in one swift motion. The muscles on his chest rippled with every movement he made causing each nerve in me to go off repeatedly. I couldn’t help myself as I ran my hand up his chest and into his hair. His mouth moved heatedly with mine and my other hand ripped at his belt, sending his pants to the floor. I felt his warm hands rubbing down my stomach and lightly across my legs. My breathing was shallow as I looked into his piercing blue eyes and was lost. Nothing else mattered. Everything was how I wanted it, forgotten.

Chapter 10

Everyone goes through life thinking it’s is the way it should be, like their life is normal. Then one day you meet someone and they tell you the whole world is a lie. That’s the way I sort of felt when I found out what Seth and Eric were. But even when the truth is staring you in the face it is still a little hard to believe. You know everything is different and you see things differently but you still have to go through life and act like everything is normal. Everything was totally messed up but I still kept going. Seth treated me good and because of him I was able to push away most of the negative and try my best to focus on the positive. But there was more negative going on in me than anyone knew about. To some people it might not be negative but to me it was. It was something no one would understand and I promised myself I would never let anyone know...

I rested my head on Seth’s shoulder and opened my eyes to him watching me. I smiled sheepishly and turned away from him. I didn’t like to be watched, it made me feel vulnerable and right now I was definitely that.

“
What was that for?” he said turning me back to him.

“
I feel like your judging me or something.”

He let out a laugh, “I like to look at you. You have no idea what you do to me.”

I lay my head back on him. “And what’s that?”

“
Just looking at you gives me a rush. I can’t think about anything else. You are amazing to me and I’m to the point where I don’t want to be without you. It’s hard to explain but you mean everything to me.”

I was lying down but it was like all the blood rushed from my head and my heart was pounding insanely in my chest. No one had ever said anything like that to me before. Sure, Chris had said some pretty off the wall stuff over the past year but that was just the crazy rambling of a psycho.

“
So this is serious to you?”

“
Very serious.”

I craned my head back to look at him. There was so much intensity in his eyes that I couldn’t take it. I really did care about him, there was no denying that. Our relationship had spiraled into something I wasn’t expecting and as much as I liked what it had become I also wanted to shy away from it. There was so much he didn’t know, so much I would never be able to tell him. But I did care about him; that was all that mattered and that was all I would think about. I was never one to throw those types of feelings out there so the only way I could respond was by my actions.

“
Kiss me.” I whispered.

Without hesitating, his mouth came down on mine. I kissed him with as much passion as I could. When I pulled away we were both breathing heavy and it was like I could almost feel his heart beating in his chest.

He let out another deep breath and grinned. “You’re trying to kill me aren’t you?”

I shook my head, “I would never do that.”

He kissed me once more and looked at me worried. I was a little taken back by it, “What?”

“
You don’t regret what happened do you?” he asked. There was a slight wince on his face like he was scared to hear my answer.

“
No” rushed out. “Why would you think I regretted it?”

“
We haven’t been together that long. I didn’t know if maybe you thought it was too soon.”