The Last Shadow Witch - 13. Can you trust me? - Page 2 (2024)

 

Did Elle bring me here to achieve something bad? I mean, she did suddenly show up after a long time of silence and no communication. Were they planning to use me for something? Sacrifice? Experiment?

I cried and got out of the tub. I knew I was jumping to conclusions but I was scared. What other answers were there? I was all alone and free to think rubbish. I threw a baggy T-shirt on, one that stopped below my mid-thigh and did a serious breathing exercise.

I walked to the kitchen to get something cold to drink, but I saw Ace there. "Right on time! Soup's ready!" He shrieked. I forced a smile and stylishly went to the cutleries to get a knife.

Sure, you are so smart, Marinette, kill the vampire with a knife.

"You are going to love my soup, I created it myself, and it's very very delicious. It has won best soup of the year for four years now," he said as he washed some cups.

"That's nice," I said absent-mindedly, hiding the knife I picked behind me. He rinsed the cups and his hands and dropped them. He took a towel and dried his hands, eyes fixed on my body. He smiled and shook his head before going to dish the soups.

"Wanna know one great thing about vampires?"

"Yeah?"

"They read minds," I froze. He chuckled and dropped the bowl. "The cooler part about me is that I have foresight, most times, I see what is going to happen to me before it does. I saw you taking the knife before you did. What I don't understand is why. I don't want to pry."

"I… I-I-I…"

"Sit, eat with me," he offered, shifting my bowl to me. "I won't hurt you, Marinette, trust me,"

"Your strange tattoo burnt me, made me go through so much pain and the next thing I know, you are avoiding me for weeks. Why would I believe you?" I asked shakily.

"And the fact that you have been hallucinating about me," he added nonchalantly. "Rielle didn't tell me, I read your mind. Do you really think that can kill me?" He asked, eyeing my hand which I still held behind my back. He shook his head and picked up his spoon.

"I'm scared," I whimpered. "Elle might be involved too, she might have brought me here to kill me. She stopped communicating with me—"

"She has her reason, Rinette, a good one,"

"But why is all this happening to just me?" I cried. "I am terrified!"

"Rinette, look at me in the eyes and decide if I will harm you or not, if Elle who loves you more than herself will seek to do you harm," I looked at his face, he looked so serious which was so "unace" like.

"I don't like your serious face. Please smile," I sighed, walking to join him. He giggled and grinned.

"Like this?"

"Yes, just like that," I smiled back. Then followed our eye contact again, right before he reached forward and laced our fingers together. Heat flowed from his fingers into mine, electrifying fire. On the spur of the moment, I blurted it out. "Something came up again,"

"What?"

"My hands, the same tattoo on your back…"

"Father said it would go away,"

"Why did it happen in the first place?"

"Your powers, Rinette, your powers. I don't know what powers you have but my powers don't agree with whatever it is." I didn't know why, but I had a nagging feeling that he was lying to me. However, I played along.

"But the tattoo?"

"I don't know, okay!" He yelled. "I am as confused as you are!"

"Don't shout—"

"I must shout, I have to shout. My dragon burning you might mean three things, one of them which states that in the future, we may fight and one of us would kill each other or…" he trailed off, looking away and biting into his bottom lip.

"Or…?"

"I suspect the second option because I can already feel the pull," he muttered.

"What pull?"

"Never mind, Rinette, I promise you that I will figure it out and make sure you don't get hurt at all. Can you trust me?" He asked with dull eyes, squeezing my hand in his.

"Promise with your heart,"

"Cross my co*ck,"

"Ace!" I exclaimed and laughed.

"I'll do anything to have you suck my co*ck right now," he muttered and my smile froze. Ace laughed nervously and scratched the back of his head with an awkward smile. "I was joking. You should learn to differentiate between my jokes and seriousness," I rolled my eyes and focused on drinking my soup.

"My soup is cold, Ace,"

"I'll fix that," he said grinning. He peered at my bowl. I was wondering what the heck he was doing before my soup started bubbling. "Do you want it very hot?"

"No, just the right temperature,"

"Goldilocks zone," he chuckled and smirked.

"Don't even try it, Ace! I will lock you up in a refrigerator if you dare!"

"Chill, señorita, I wouldn't want to burn that pretty tongue of yours. At least, not when I haven't tasted it," I laughed and threw my spoon at him. He was kidding again. I took his spoon and used it instead.

"Mm, this tastes better than I pictured it," I confessed. He grinned and nodded pompously. "Does this soup have a name?" He shrugged. "You didn't name it?"

"Elle calls it er… what's that Latin word for delicious soup again?"

"Are are…never mind," I focused on finishing the meal while he stared at me the whole time. I tried my best to hide my nervousness. Thank goodness I was a fastidious eater. After the meal, I drank two cups of tea and yawned in satisfaction. "I'm full. Thanks for the meal, Ace, and the save."

"You're welcome," he was still staring at my face. I touched my face. "There is nothing on your face, you are just too beautiful,"

"Not like Elle or Liliane, those two are goddesses," I said sadly. He squeezed my hand again, he wouldn't let it go no matter how much I pulled.

"Everyone is beautiful in their own way, Rinette. You might not be as beautiful as those two, but you are beautiful just by being you. And honestly, to me, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. My heart and my co*ck agree."

Those were the words he said that permanently sealed a new me in my heart.

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