“Luci..” Emma sighed as she walked up the steps of her Aunt's front porch. She gave a small shake of her head with a wry smile. Lucian ran a nervous hand through his dark hair. The porch light glinted off the studded bracelet on his wrist.
“Do you know what it's like? Waiting for you?” He gulped. “I never know if you're leaving again.. or abandoning me..” His voice got quiet. Emma sat down beside him and he stiffened, catching her scent. “Oh of course-you were with him.” Lucian spat bitterly.
“Luci, let's not talk about that, hmm? I'd much rather spend some time with you.” Emma murmured. She leaned forwards and brushed his messy black hair away from his face, then tangled her hand in it, pulling him towards her so she could kiss him desperately. He froze, but after a seco
