Sitting On The Moon

After being let in by the guard, I followed the creepy road through the creepy forest towards the manor. A large terrifyingly beautiful mansion arose from the trees. It was made of dark bricks, with a red roof. The stairs out the front were defiantly pine. I followed the loose gravel road around a large fountain.
I parked, and climbed out of my Bugatti (Veyron convertible - 2010 make) and walked up the steps to the front door. Like at my house, the manor had its family crest on the doors. It was made of stained glass. The crest was a crow, and behind it was a shield. It made me wonder what it meant...
I took a deep breath I knocked three times, before standing back to wait.
There was noise coming from somewhere inside. I straightened my gown and fixed my hair. It was always good to make a first impression to the other founding families... though, that didn't count with whats-his-name Brandon.
Suddenly the door opened. And there he stood... Xavier. His brilliant pale green eyes sparkled in the moonlight, and his jet black hair blew in the slight winter's breeze. He smiled a dazzling smile at me, showing his pearly-whites.
'Jessica, I thought you might have forgotten,' his voice beautifully husky as always. As he spoke his breath blew upon me, sending an icy chill down my spine.
'Wouldn't dream of it,' I blurted out before I could think.
His smile widened. 'Please, would you come in?' he said, holding the door open.
I smiled as I stepped into the grand foyer. The walls were covered in deep crimson and the pine stair case went up two levels. I heard the door shut quietly; I went to turn to find Xavier, but he was already beside me.
'You have a beautiful home,' I complimented.
'Well, all the founding homes are grand, but I cannot compare mine to the others for the others cannot suppress the inaccuracy of ones true self,' he said.
I was totally confused. What did he just say?
Xavier read my expression, smiled but said nothing.
'So you think your house is, too, grand but you don't want to... er... speak aloud about it since you have not yet seen the others?' I guessed.
Xavier nodded. 'Yes,' he said, then grabbed me by the waist and steered me into the enormous living room, and sat me on the soft sofa.
Xavier then went and sat on the couch in front of me.
'I'm curious,' he began, putting his feet on the coffee table between us. 'You are obviously an attractive woman, there are a lot of attractive men in Manoakah Falls, so why did you decide to come? And - don't get me wrong - I'm glad you came, its just, what made you choose me instead of them?' He asked. Had my decision really bothered him that much?
'Well, your the only person who doesn't just like me for what I look like, and also, most of the guys are self-absorbed - I'm sure you not one of those guys,' I said.
'I'm glad you don't think so, I'd hate to come out all vain and self-righteous,' he said.
I smiles. 'I'm gad your not that way,' I said.
Xavier smiled. 'Let's go out to the garden, I have something to show you,' he said standing up and offering me his hand. I took it. Xavier carefully pulled me up and walked me outside to the garden hand-in-hand. I would have though he'd let go, but was happy when he didn't. His hand wasn't rough or sweaty like most guys, it was soft and slightly cold in temperature. I shrugged it off as just being cold, because it wasn't anything major, it was like he had been standing outside for too long without a jacket. We followed a path up to a small lake, there was a bridge that led out to a gazebo surround by three willows. When we reach it I noticed vines wrapping themselves around the white wooden frame. On the vine grew a strange but beautiful flower I had never seen before - and since my Mom was a florist, I knew a lot of flowers - it looked like a lily but it was a brilliant shade of deep purple and violet.
There was silence for a minute as I absorbed the surroundings. The moonbeams glistened off of my fair hair as it did through the clear water.
'Wow...' Xavier mused.
I turned to look at him.
'Wow...' he said again, his eyes locking with mine.
He walked towards me, keeping our eyes locked together. As he came closer I learn back on the railing, but before I knew it he was leaning over me, both our faces just inches apart. Oh bugger the face, I was so close to his lips I barely had enough room to breathe without inhaling his sweet scent. I wanted to wrap my hands around his neck and melt inside his kiss. I wanted him to caress my waist, hips, and thighs. To hold him close and never let go.
But then, he did something to wreck my mood. He pulled away, probably deciding it was best if we didn't. I didn't care what he thought though, I had to concentrate on something else so I didn't frown.
'What was that?' I said, my voice sounded angrier than I intended.
'Nothing,' he said, using the same tone.
'Sure seemed like nothing,' I snapped. I had no clue how angry I was, but I knew now that I just wanted to slap him in the face and tell him to sod off.
He groaned. 'It was a mistake!' He snapped back, taking a few steps away. He looked at me, and for a second I thought I saw his irises turn crimson but it was gone as quick as it came.
'Yeah I know,' I murmured, and turned to walk away.
'Where are you going?!' He blurted out, his voice still angry.
'Home!' I spat. 'I don't want to be somewhere where I'm not appreciated.'
'Your selfish, you know that?' He spat.
I spun around and glared at him. It may be true, but I was hurt, and if he didn't consider my feelings as much as his own then good riddens to him! I huffed angrily and went to storm out.
Xavier's hand grabbed my arm, and he spun me towards him.
I pushed him away. 'Don't touch me!' I snapped, my voice was venomous.
Xavier hesitated but let me go nevertheless.
I turned to leave again.
'Wait!' He called to me.
I stopped and looked at him, still angry.
'Don't go,' he said, his voice was pleading.
I didn't respond.
Xavier bit his lip. 'I shouldn't have spoken to you like that,' he admitted.
'You realize this now? Ha! Well, I'm sorry, but it doesn't matter because I'm leaving,' I said, turning for the - what seemed like - millionth time.
'No!' he said, walking towards me. I looked at him. He reached out to grab me but thought better of it.
'Yes, because you'r being a jerk!' I snapped.
'I'm being a jerk? You were the one who yelled at me, remember?' He protested angrily.
'Yeah, well, I had no clue what you were trying to do before, you freaked me out!' I said.
'Of course, because I'm the freak!' He scoffed.
'I never said that!' I exclaimed.
'Then what are you saying?' He demanded.
'I'm saying that every time I think I'm starting to like you more you go ahead and do something to make me hate you!' I explained, just realizing what I said after it was too late.
He looked at me for a second, processing what I had just told him, though, we were both still frowning at each other.
'I don't want to hate you, Xavier!' I said, unsure that I got the message clear the first time. 'I mean... why can't you just, I don't know... you're just so confusing and every time this happens... well, it hurts me to know that you would actually speak to someone like that! I thought - well, I hoped - that you liked me too, but every time... its just, I'm starting to think I was just hallucinating!' Tears ran down my cheek and I was angry and, in a way, betrayed by my feelings.
'I didn't mean to hurt you!' He said finally.
'Yeah? Well, you did!' I snapped.
'I'm sorry!' He spat.
'Me too!' I said.
We looked at each other for a second, sort of shocked. There was no more angry tension between us. It was like we were seeing each other through new eyes. Suddenly, Xavier pushed me up against the post of the gazebo, my hand around his neck and my fingers tangled in his hair, we stared at each other... Then like before, I thought he'd pull away, but it didn't last anymore than a second until our lips joined.
His soft lips melted with mine, it made me dizzy and have butterflies, it made me all tingly and lightheaded. And it felt like I had a growing orb of light inside my chest.
I hoped this would never end...