Languish for you (My soulmate) (23 page)

I took a seat over the table and started eating my pancakes. From Avery's face I could only understand that Christopher told her what I tried to. Maybe it was only for the best that my plan so soon hit to the wall. I could get use to being something what she wasn't

“Where is Christopher?” I couldn't defeat my desire to know where he was.

She lifted her eyes to me and took some minutes only to study me.

“His friend called. There is another tutor and protector in the town,” from her tone I got the impression that she didn't like the fact that there were another people like them, or maybe she didn't like exactly those people, who came into the city.

“Will I meet them?”

“Who knows,” she answered simply. “To be honest, I don't like that pair, but
Christopher managed to become
good friends with them. Maybe even too good.”

“What do you mean?” I puckered up my brows.

“Well, you are not a seven years old child, Vanessa. Even if we don't have our other halves, we still have needs. The safest way for us to satisfy them, is to share them with those who are in the same shoes.”

Three letter word. That word appeared in my mind. I could swear, I had never had a thought that Christopher wanted to make love with someone. Yea, he was a man, but he didn't have chance to have another half of his soul. Also, he was a protector. My protector.

The thought that he was with someone, kissing someone's lips... made me jealous and angry. Very angry. I knew that I shouldn't feel like this. He wasn't mine and he could never be. Tobias was mine and he will be like that forever.

“You don't seem pleased hearing that,” she noticed.

I nodded. What point was to hide that? That idea really made me sick.

“How old you both are for real?” I decided to turn our conversation to another way.

“I am seven hundred years old. Christopher is younger. Somewhere around six hundred and fifty maybe.”

“You both are old,” I said frowning.

“Yea, we are. I almost forgot,” she pointed with her finger at a red envelope which was lying on the table. I didn't even notice it. “This just came in. We are invited to some kind of fund-raiser. How do you think, would it be worth to go there?” she gave the envelope. I took it reluctantly. I knew about this fund-raiser. Eduard mentioned about it. It was strange that he didn't sign on the invitation.

“We will need dresses,” I said in a prim smile.

“Yes. We could go and do a little shopping season. I know a great shop not far away from here. Then we could do something with your hair and those wild eyebrows. Also, you could take Tobias there. I am sure he will agree to go with you there. It's really remarkable to see two soulmates together,” she said with enthusiasm. “I will definitely take my camera and make many pictures of you two.”

I rolled my eyes. But still the image of me being in a wonderful long dress, holding Tobias hand, seeing him in costume, managed to stir me to the depths. I even forgot the fact that I was his cousin and
those feelings
, which we had for each other, were a forbidden fruit.

“Yea. I have a question. Are there more things which you didn't tell me?”

She knitted her eyebrows together.

“What do you mean?”

“I don't know?” I shrugged. “Maybe I have a twin sister, or I can move things with my thoughts. Are there more things which you are hiding from me?”

She removed her lock of hair from her face. Her eyes were staring at everything except me. Also, she didn't hurry to answer to my question, what made me suspicions. I was right. There was something more about me.

“Well?” I was on my tiptoe with curiosity.

“Of course there are things about you which you don't know,” she confirmed my suspicions. “But I don't know them.”

My face fell. She was teasing me.

Snow came into the room and slowly scanned the area before she jumped on the empty chair and looked from it to me, then to Avery, who only frowned seeing the cat. How it seemed, she wasn't the cat lover.

“What do you mean?” I pushed my plate away from me.

“You are special. You can remember things from your life. But no one knows why. There are only theories. And talking about a twin sister. I don't know anything about her,” she broke into a smile.

“At least one good piece of news,” I mumbled.

“You understand that we don't want you to leave the flat today. We don't know who is Eduard and what he wants. Plus, your behavior...”

I folded my arms. I expected something similar to that; house arrest. I had never been grounded in all my life. And here, I am alive two weeks and most of the time I spent in my room. That was how an animal should feel; trapped.

“Yea. I am a fantastic person. You don't need to say that out loud,” I lifted my hand.

“At least we agree with that.”

I rolled my eyes and stood up. Snow looked at me and mewed.

“I will be in my room, creating new worlds and new tragedies,” I said and walked away, leaving Avery alone. Snow followed me.

I could see in Avery's face, eyes, that she wanted to talk about Tobias, to explain my situation for me. But she didn't need to do that. I wasn't stupid. And plus, Eduard did a great job introducing me to this fact; Tobias was my soulmate and my cousin. We could be together, but our relationship would still be not full. That detail that we were kin, made its dirty job. Maybe it would have been only for the best if that part of his identity would have stayed as a secret.

I always tried to create a tragedy love story in my tales, but I had never wanted to be in one. Because really, my new life seemed to be a well of tears and misery. I will always struggle to what I should listen to: my heart or my brain.

And what about Christopher? I really had feelings for him, but I didn't know what kind. I knew that it couldn't be love, because he wasn't my soulmate. So, maybe it was just my desire to take care of someone, to feel attachment to something and Christopher seemed to be a perfect person to be one of my best friends.

I stopped and looked over my shoulder. I couldn't see Avery. That was a good sign. I glanced at Snow. She was observing me, waiting something from me. I grinned. That cat knew
too well.

I skulked in Christopher's room. I didn't plan to do that. It was a spontaneous decision. I wanted to take a peek in his room, to know him better.

Snow stayed in the corridor. That kitty was really smart. But I quickly forgot about Snow and concentrate of what I saw. The room was spacious, the walls painted in dark colors. There were some windows, flowers, paintings, a TV... I didn't have TV in my room. I frowned. Of course, there was a wardrobe and some other things.

I had to admit,
I liked his room. It even smelt
nice, not sweat as in my brother's room. The sense reminded me of cinnamon. It made my mouth water, because I remembered how tasty cinnamon rolls were.

Note to myself, ask Anna to buy or bake some rolls, I said in my mind.

I shook my head. It wasn't time for me to think about
food.
It was time for me to find out something new about Christopher, about my protector in order to know who he was and how I should act.

I opened the wardrobe. Many tailored costumes were hanging. His underpants, socks and so on, were set neatly. I could only wish for this kind order in my own wardrobe. For some, my tidiness ended at the same day as I intended to create it.

I bit my lip and closed the doors. I turned around. I walked to his bed and jumped on it. It was soft and big. I would definitely like to sleep in this bed. I looked at the pillows. Many people hid something under them. So, I decided to check if he was like most of people. I lifted the pillows and the thing, which I found, astonished me. I knew who he was, but that he had
that
thing hadn't even crossed my mind.

I didn't dare to
touch
that gun, although I wanted. I had never
seen
it in reality and I didn't know how it could feel in my hands.

Seeing that thing now, in front of me, a new truth hit me; it wasn't some kind of innocent game, although I didn't think it was. But still, that gun revealed me that my protector and tutor weren't people whom I could really trust.

I dropped the pillows back where they were and hugged myself. The desire to know Christopher better, had just left the building. The only thing which I really wanted now, was to get into my room and imagine that I hadn't seen that weapon.

I marched to the door. I didn't stop to look around. If there was something more what could be worth my attention, it had to wait for another time.

For my luck, Avery wasn't prowling around. So, I got out from Christopher's room to mine unnoticed. Okay, maybe there was a living being, who noticed that, but I doubted that Snow would like to blow the whistle on me.

“And what did you find in your protector's room?” Avery asked, crossing her legs and giving me a burn.

I hit my head in my mind. I folded my hands over my chest and looked everywhere except at her. Maybe Snow didn't need to do anything, because Avery was a professional to know what was happening in the house.

“I will only speak through my lawyer,” I snapped and walked closer to take my leather book.

Avery grinned, shaking her head a little.

“Christopher doesn't like when someone snoops in his room, touches his things without
permission
. Tell me strong reason why I shouldn't tell him what you have done.”

She stood up and strode closer to me. Her eyes were asking me to trust her and don't hide anything from her. But I hadn't trusted anyone before my death, so, why should I do that now?

I shook my head and sprinted to the door. Avery, for my surprise, didn't grab my hand and pull me back to tell her what she wanted to hear. She just stood in my room as I was walking out. I felt her eyes shooting daggers at me. That was the only sign from her that she wasn't very pleased with my behavior. But that was her problems, because I didn't complain about my own behavior.

I walked into the bathroom and locked the door. Then, I nestled in the bathtub and looked through the window, before I started writing about my fabulous life in my book. But I didn't dare to write about it in normal way that everyone could understand whom this life belonged. No. I created a totally different world, giving other names to my characters, changing events a bit.

I knew that one way or another Avery will try to decode me, understand what was going in my mind, and that was the thing I didn't need right now; a stalker.

I didn't know how long I wrote, or how long I stayed in the bathroom, because after some time I dozed off and woke up only when I heard a knock. I looked around, yawning. Dusk greeted me. I stoop up slowly from the tub and stretched my body.

Another knock on the door. This time it was an impatient one. Whoever was there, it wanted me to move a bit faster.

I yawned again as I ambled toward the door. I didn't care who was in other side of the door. There could be even a king and I still won't move any faster.

I opened the door and lifted my face up. Christopher was standing, his arms folded over his chest. From his face expression I could say that he wasn't jumping from excitement to see me. He seemed no to be in mood today. Fine with me.

“Really, bathroom?”

I rolled my eyes and turned him my back. I walked back to the tub in small steps.

“Jealous?” I said and took my book into my hands.

He narrowed his eyes and gave me a dirty look. I shrugged. Like I really cared what he thought about me.

But you do, I heard myself saying in my mind. Yea, I cared what he thought about me. I wanted to please him, to let him be proud of me. Why? I understood perfectly that I shouldn't want that. But I did.

“Tobias is here,” he said and walked away from me. I opened my eyes widely. I wasn't sleepy anymore, but the fact why all sleepiness was gone, shocked me. It wasn't because of the fact that my soulmate was here. No. It was the fact that Christopher walked away from me in so cold manner.

He is nothing to you. Grip yourself and go to greet your...cousin, I ordered myself in my mind.

I nodded and ambled to the living room, from which I heard sounding voices. A several times I caught myself glancing over my shoulder to see if Christopher was walking after me, but he wasn't. My protector strode straight to his room where he intended to stay while Tobias was here.

Jealously, the word hit me.

“And here she is,” Avery words brought back to reality. I turned my attention to her. She was sitting, holding a cup of tea in her hand. She seemed ...amused. Was that right? No. Why was she amused?

Tobias stood up with a broad smile on his face. I could swear that love flashed in his eyes at the same second as our eyes met. Overall, he seemed to shine like a star in the sky, and I liked that. My cheeks got on fire. I was probably as red as tomato.

“Hi,” he said as he strode to me. In his eyes I could see only my face. Tobias didn't see anything around him; I was his sun, his food and water. Everything else didn't exist to him. I loved that fact. It only made me be inflamed with desire to snake my hand around his neck, to pull him closer to my lips and never let him move away from me.