I'm just doing my job - Abigal

He was already tired of this man talking. He stared at him with a look that could kill, and then he started walking towards him, only getting more pissed as Abigal’s scent got stronger and stronger. She was hurt. “What did you do to her?” He asked furiously but then he noticed her getting up, she was alive. He felt the anger calm a little as he looked at her, but then the man started reaching for her, making her scream her banshee scream. Kyle put his hands up to his own ears and shut his eyes, as the pain was unbearable, and he did have quite a distance to the car. As soon as the scream stopped, Kyle let go pf his ears like nothing happened and went to the man, grabbing him with a clawed hand, digging easily into the skin. He lifted the man with all his strength and roared with such might as he threw the man as far away as he could, making him land in a couple of trashcans in the alley.
He exhaled shakingly and then turned his eyes to Abigal, opening the car door and pulling her out into his arms. “Hey... you’re safe... I got you,” he softly assured her as he looked down at her, removing her tears with his indexfinger. Tasha came running, having missed most of what had happened. Kyle held her tightly and closed his eyes as he was trying to collect himself, as the anger had made his heart go full overwork in a short span of time. The anger was still lingering in him, waiting for the right moment to lash out.
“Oh my god...” she mumbled softly as she went to them. Kyle looked at her as her sudden concern had triggered the right moment. “And where the fuck were you? She needed our help and YOU were too god damned busy being a nuisance,” he snapped, which caught Tasha completely off guard. “Bringing you along was a mistake,” he continued frowning deeply at her. Her eyes started tearing up and she looked away. “Kyle... I’m sorry... please” she begged, sobbing at his hurtful anger.

Tasha was at a breaking point by the way Kyle had yelled at her. Before he could say any more to lash out from this raging anger in him, he felt Abigal’s hand on his chin and she made him look at her. He looked down at her and suddenly the anger was all gone, and he just felt sad, seeing her like this wasnt something he was used to. He held her close, knowing how fast she could have been gone, had he been delayed by merely seconds, he would have gotten to see the car leave with her and then who knew what would have happened. He exhaled, looking from Abigal to Tasha. “I’m sorry. I lost my temper,” he then looked at Abigal, “It wasnt your fault,” he argued softly, moving some hair from face face behind her ear, as she was checking up on him. He wasnt actually sure if the scream had hurt him. He would have to go to a doctor who could figure it out for him.
Seeing that Abigals abiliy to see the dead was sparked back to life, the girl that had told her to not let Kyle go, was back. She had leaned in close, so they were almost face to face, har ghostly figure stretching out her tiny body to the height of Abigal. “I told you to not let him go. He keeps you safe. And for good reason,” she then said, being vague as ever about why she was in the right about Kyle. They had the same eyes, but the rest of the features were off. But it wasnt sure to tell as the ghostly figure of the girl hadnt aged well, or maybe it was her getting old at a young age. She tilted her head looking at Abigal, reaching out for her, but putting her hand on Kyle’s arm who felt shivers from the touch, but he didnt react on them. The girl looked at Kyle with eyes full of sorrow. “He keeps you safe in life, I shall do the same for you in death. It’s what father wants for you,” she said in an odd tone as she turned around and made a ghastly scream at all the ghosts that lingered around ready to haunt Abigal.
Kyle couldnt see what was happening, but he assumed that it was Abigal processing what had happened. “We’re not going on a plane. I’m driving you home,” he said in a stubborn tone as he looked at Tasha who seemed to have collected herself, just a bit. “Report back to the boss. They need to know what happened,” he said to which Tasha nodded and went on her way. Kyle still wasnt ready to let Abigal go. As Tasha disappeared from eyesight, he looked down at her once again. “We should have stayed in Italy,” he said with a tired yet kind of jestful tone.

When it seemed like she was seeing ghosts, he knew that he couldnt leave her side as long ad they were this far from home. He had seen what happened when she got overwehlmed by the voices and ot wasnt good. He was going to say something but suddenly her face changed, like the voices went away. He wanted to ask but also not as the question could trigger the voices further. It wasnt worth the risk asking.
He wasnt going to argue with her, she was right. It was better to relax and get some rest. He laid his head down towards her shoulder as his heart also seemed to be beating at an alarming pace. He just wasnt sure if it was the adrenalin or her being in his arms, but it was probably a mix of the both. He waited till she was ready to let go, before he let her go again, though his hand never let her go, gently holding her upperarm. “I will never let this happen again,” he then said as he looked her in the eyes. He knew that it was partly being distracted by Tasha, and he mentally vowed himself to never get distracted in a way like that again.
He called a loan car that came fairly quickly. He laid a bunch of bills in the guys hand as he opened the door for Abigal for her to step in. When he got in, he just started the car and drove. It didnt take him long, he found the nearest and least shady looking motel and parked the car. He opened the door for Abigal and then stepped into the room. He noticed that there was only a queen bed which made him scratch his neck, as he shifted his eyes to Abigal. “I’ll sleep on the couch,” he assured her, as he wasnt sure if she wanted him to share bed with her. And either way, it was against his work protocol to do so. But he didnt really give much of a damn about the protocol at the moment.

He looked at her as she disagreed with him sleeping on the couch. He felt sort of pained to know that she couldnt be alone, but he shut the door and turned to her, smiling as he kneeled down to her legs, to inspect her knee. He got up and went to the bathroom, to come back with a towel in his hands that he had soaked in lukewarm water. He tapped her knees lightly, gently rubbing off the dirt and brickdust. He looked up at her with a smile. “You’ll be fine. It was a wise choice, even though I dont enjoy you hurting yourself,”
As she came out of the bedroom had Kyle undressed from all except his pants. The bandages were still wrapped tightly around his chest, but he was sure that he didnt need them anymore. That is if he was thinking straight, which he wasnt so worrying about the use of bandages werent exactly in the priority of his mind at the moment. The outside was rather quiet, though cars and noise from people were heard in the distance. Often a siren was heard moving through the city. Kyle’s radio was blaring wildly, mostly his boss askinh for constant updates. It was tiresome, Kyle simply couldnt give it a lot of thought right now, so he turned the device off and put it on the nightstand.
He stood by the window looking out at the street as she came back from the bathroom. Watching her go to bed, he knew this was wrong, oh so wrong, but why would it be wrong when it felt right? He felt conflicted. He wasnt sure if this was wise, but her pleading for him to come to bed rendered him defenseless, he couldnt do anything but comply. “Alright,” said as he sat down at the other side of the bed looking at her. This was so weird but on the same time was it so right. Was it the traumatizing events of today or simply just something else that they had never really thought about - At least Kyle hadnt and Abigal had probably neither.
She looked so beautiful in the dim light from the lamp and outside, in all sincerity he wasnt sure if this was a dream or reality. He leaned towards her and shortly glanced down at her lips. So close and so far. But as much as he wanted it, it wasnt what he meant to do. He pulled the string on the lamp next to her and darkened the room, slowly moving back to his side.

He was going to pull away and nothing would have happened, he thought. But she caught him off guard, moving closer, feeling the tip of her nose on his, feeling the tension boil up inside him. It was almost unbearing and hadnt she kissed him first, he wouldnt know what he would have done. As their lips met, he was sure that he heart could burst by the way it galloped in his chest, filling his whole being with warmth and some sort of closure that wasnt really closure but just more tension as now when he had tasted the forbidden fruit, a need for more grew by every second. He ran his fingers up her neck to her hair, turning them both so she would sit on his lap as he kept the kiss going, running his fingers down from her scalp, to down her neck and her back, till they finally stopped holding her waist. He didnt want this to end, he wanted more of her. He gently dug his nails rather soft into her skin as he unwillingly leaned away from her and exhaled deeply. “Wow... Abigal..” he murmured, mesmerized by the lingering feeling of her lips. It was the first time he called her by only her first name but he said it with such love and surprise in a mix.
But he also knew that it couldnt go further. It mustnt, he told himself in his head, and yet he couldnt move his hands from her waist. The things he wanted to do with her but shouldnt. But it was all should’s and he really felt like he could. So he freed his nails from the soft marks that now was on her skin and wrapped his arms around her as he went for another kiss, and another and another, each with the intent of satisfaction that ended up in further tension. He felt greedy, for stealing all these kisses from her. After the third kiss, he leaned back to look her in the eyes. “How are you feeling?” He asked her as he felt short of breath. It was more a ‘is it alright I’m doing this’ than it was an actual question of how she felt. He could feel her heartbeat against his chest or he thought so, wasnt sure which was hers and which was his. He was under her spell, completely submitting to her and the odd part was that she didnt even need her ability for him to feel this addicted to her.

She was good. He was relieved to hear that, as just because she seemed to want it now, didnt always mean that it was what the heart wanted, and he wanted them both to be in it with their fully whole and nothing else. He wasnt focused on their minds, ‘cause this was so wrong on so many levels, if you asked his boss. Kyle would probably lose his job in an instant, so this had turned into a high risked secret. Not that he actually thought any of this, his whole focus was only on her, she was the only thing that truly mattered to him. He should had been objective and observant as he usually was, but this was different, it was like he wanted to go against his own person, without betraying it.
Her hands were locked around his neck while he was wrapped around her, craving her closeness like it was him who now needed her comfort. As she let go of him and ran her fingers down his chest in a tease, he felt as if he could go completely wild, the places she touched spread vibrations in him that scarcely fed the now neverending hunger for her. He looked at her as she removed her top, gulping lightly at the sight of her bare skin. “Fuck....” he cursed in a mumble, as she pulled herself closer to him, making their skin connect on a whole new level. Kyle had never felt anything like it, the intoxicating feeling that he began to crave. She was so perfect to him, and he felt selfish, not knowing she felt the same. But he was her’s, enslaved by her touch and drugged through her kisses.
He grabbed around her, not breaking the contact between them as he rolled them around so he was over her looking down at her. He put one hand against the side of her head, caressing her soft cheek with his thumb, as he kissed her once again, every kiss getting more passionate, but with a underlying greed. He was so high off her lips that he wanted to kidnap them and keep them to himself forever. But he had to give himself a break from them, exhaling shakily as his heart still worked overtime, pounding through his chest like a meathammer softening meat. He placed his lips on her neck, kissing it so gently, as he scoffed to himself. “Had I known I would feel this, I would have done this a long time ago,” he said in a soft low voice, as he had lifted his mouth towards her ear. Then he turned back to her neck, planting more kisses on her, wanting to mark her as his, he nibbled lightly on her skin. He wasnt sure if his heart could take all this, but he didnt care. All that should make sense, all which was right, none of it meant anything in this moment.

As they laid there in eachothers arms, Kyle carefully moved some of her hair as he looked at her in the dim light from the outside. He smiled softly as he kossed her forehead. No words were needed, it was already so clear. He laid back, holding her close as she drifted off. As he was about to give into sleep, the actual reality of what had happened finally hit him. He exhaled in a calm manner but it was forced. He suddenly felt worried, knowing that if anyone found out, he would definitely lose his job. He glanced at her, watching her sleep so safely on his chest. He didnt want this to end, but he also knew that if he were to actually get fired for breaking protocols, he couldnt protect her anymore. He fell asleep at some point, but only because she was next to him, calming him down and making the thoughts incapable of zoning him out.
When they woke up, he felt more calm and collected. She got up on her elbow and he looked at her with a gentle smile. “Goodmorning,” he said as he caressed her cheek with his hand, examinating her beautiful face. “Did you sleep well?” He asked her as his hand moved some hair away from her face. Maybe it was the light, but she looked so damn beautiful, he was sure that his heart was melting. He had however not completely forgotten the thoughts he had before he slept. He ran his fingers up her upperarm and looked at her. “No one can know about this, about this night and us,” he said bluntly, but not in a panicked or mean tone, just a gentle and calm tone. He looked up at the ceiling as his fingertips felt the softness of her skin. “I could lose my job. And I really dont want to,” he admitted before he glanced at her and smiled. He then realized that his words could mean anything, especially something bad. He used his free hand to turn her face to his, “Not saying I want it to end. I dont want that either,” he clarified softly in a low tone and then awaited her response.

“Maybe it’ll be easier when we’re in Italy. I could wrap my arms around you during sunsets and tell you some silly facts about some seashells we saw earlier in the same day,” he made sure to draw the picture perfect. He still caressed her upper arm. “And when the last rays were about to go, I’d kiss you so tenderly, making it the last kiss for that day, and the first but not last for the night,” he said in a cheesy tone with a happy smirk across his lips. He never told her, but he could be pretty good with words if he truly wanted to. He actually had quite a lot of secrets himself that he had never told anyone. Like his relation to the ghostly girl, it was something he had promised to take to the grave. But maybe it would turn out to be harder to do so, especially because he couldnt refuse Abigal if she truly wanted to know some day.
Her lips on his made his heart race all over again, and it was hard for him to not just roll her down to the bed to kiss her everywhere and feel her skin against his. But he also knew that being greedy would ruin the pleasure. And he definitely wanted to keep it going as it was. When she said it was eight, he looked confused shortly as he picked up his phone from the nightstand to check. As she was right, he looked back at her, amazed. “That’s pretty accurate. I didnt know you could tell by looking outside,” he said with a smile as je felt a curiosity spread. He then shook his head in a chuckle, “It’s hard for me to not just imagine you as a cute little girl scout,” he teased her, as he clearly hadn’t thougt of her as such at any point. But it wasnt the important part, what matteted was the time they had left. He turned his body towards her’s as he kissed her with such love and compassion, only to get a bit more serious. “Do you have any plans for today?” He asked in a calm tone that a underlying tone of concern. He wanted to keep her here, safe in his arms.