Wren – Now
Opal was sitting as far away from me as the confines of the car allowed. And she didn’t say a word. I didn’t either so we were alone with our own thoughts as the miles flew under our tyres. It would have been quicker to fly. Even if I had to carry her, like I had used to but flying was out of the question. Driving was slower but quicker.
I flicked my eyes in her direction. She knew I was looking at her but she didn’t turn. Her eyes were locked straight ahead. She was ignoring me.
She had been ignoring me for the last hour. Ever since her out burst in the hotel room. And at first it had been fine. It had given me a chance to mull over her words but I had so many questions.
So many damn questions , I just didn’t know how to ask them.
What the hell had she meant by all the things she had said? That I had left her? I had abandoned her? It was ludicrous.
She had been the one who had left ME. Rejected me and our bond for the promise of wealth and prestige.
She sure as hell didn’t have the right to be angry with me for that. She had made her choice. She hadn’t given me one.
“Stop looking at me.” She finally snapped and I had to hide the smile, glad of the darkness. That was more like it. I was getting tired of her sulky silent treatment.
“You’re half naked.” I retorted. Because it was easier to start a fight then be left alone with my thoughts that maybe, just maybe I had let her down.
“Because you kidnapped me. If you had let me get my stuff I would have clothes. My own clothes.”
I rolled my eyes. “I’ll stop somewhere and get you some clothes.”
“I have my own clothes, my own damn life.”
“Stripping and half starving to death isn’t a life Opal.” I sighed heavily.
“At least I was free.” She spat back and that was it , wasn’t it! What she had always struggled with. Freedom. The one thing she had always craved and never had .
“I’ll get you clothes Opal.” This wasn’t getting us anywhere. I was regretting even starting the conversation . Maybe it was better if we just didn’t speak. Both of us were obviously having a hard time communicating like adults. “You’re old life is over now. You might as well get used to it.”
“You could have at least let me get my stuff Wren… but then giving me a choice in anything hasn’t ever really been your strong suit has it.”
My head turned to her fully and a growl tumbled from my lips. “I gave you plenty of choices in the past Opal, and you chose f*****g wrong. If I had taken you back to what ever slum you have been calling home , you would have run.”
Her laughter took me by surprise. I had expected many things. An angry out burst or self pitying tears. I hadn’t expected her laughter. Not that sounded happy, if anything she sounded sarcastic.
“Oh I’m going to run Wren. As soon as I can. You can’t keep an eye on me Twenty Four Seven….”
My foot slammed down on the brake and the car lurched to a stop. I turned to her fully. The growl coming thick and fast . “What did you say?”
She just laughed . “I said I am going to run Wren. And this time you will never find me. I’ll make sure of it. “
“You don’t have those kind of skills sweetheart.” And she didn’t. She was no match for me. Precious Opal dragon or not. “I will always find you.”
“You can’t trap a dead girl .” She shrugged. And my eyes blazed to the black of my dragons.
“What the hell do you mean by that?” We sat there in the idle car and stared at each other.
“I would rather end it all now. I would kill myself then stay with you Wren or any dragon. If death means freedom then so be it.”
For a second I just stared at her. She couldn’t be serious? Didn’t she get that I was trying to help her. And she was talking about taking her own life like it was nothing at all.
My dragon thrashed. Her words piercing him like a sword. “You really hate me that much?” My voice was low, I didn’t bother hiding the wobble to it.
Even after all of these years , she was still my love and to hear her say she would rather die than be with me , it killed something inside of me.
“I hate all of you… all dragons…” she wiped angrily at a lone tear that fell down her cheek. And I caught her wrist. Dragging her over the central console and into my arms. She could hate me all she wanted. I could take it but I couldn’t imagine a world where she wasn’t in it.
My dragon would break.
“Hate me all you want Opal. But I will never let you hurt yourself. Not ever.” My lips brushed against her hair. It didn’t matter that we were in the middle of the road. I needed to touch her. Not only to calm her but to calm myself as well.
My dragon was pressing with all his force to shift. To tear himself out of the confines of my skin and take to the air with her .
“Stop fighting me.” I snarled it at her as she shoved against my chest. “Just stop it Opal.”
“I hate you.”her small hands best against my chest as my lips drifted lower. Over her wet cheeks and across her jaw. “I know , I hate you too.” I moaned against her and finally caught her lips with mine. Hers opened instantly. Her tongue urgent as it moved into my mouth to tangle with mine. Our breathing ragged as we devoured each other. “I hate you so damn much Wren.”
“I know baby. I know you hate me.” It was as easy hating her as it was loving her. Maybe because I did love her. There was a very thin line between them after all.
I punished her with my kisses, and she took it without complaint. Her own anger making her just as desperate as she clawed at me. Her long nails raking down my chest .
But I had to stop. I had to …
“Stop Opal. Stop.” My hands tightened around her arms but I didn’t move her away from my lap. I needed space to clear my head but I didn’t want to stop touching her. “We can’t f**k just because we are angry at each other… I don’t want it to be like that between us.”
“What do you want it to be like Wren?”
What I wanted was for none of this to be happening. I wanted her to chose me. “I want you…”’ I struggled to find the right words. “I want us to be ok.” I sighed. “And we cant be ok until we sit down and talk things through.”
“I don’t want to talk Wren. Not to you.”
“You seem to think you have a choice.”