Time is limited. Maybe not for Aria and Jessica, but for those who's lives soon run out, Death will be waiting...


3. Hypnotised - Aria

Jessica had been gone for too long. Why had she wondered off in the first place? If I had done that, she would not be pleased.

Seconds after I had thought this, a tall, topless body appeared from around the corner, with Jessica in toe. His hand clutched her arm, gripping it tightly, with a knife in the other hand, holding it out in front of him, ready to defend himself if needs be. 

I rushed towards them, ready to explain.

"Another one?"  the boy growled, abruptly stopping. "What do you want?"

I stood in shock, why was he so rude? Yeah sure, we were on his property snooping around, but couldn't he be a little more polite? 

The boy let go of Jessica and shoved her towards me, she stumbled into me. I grabbed her and steadied her. Glancing into her eyes, she seemed almost entranced. Well, I couldn't blame her, he was beautiful, which was strange for a human.

We were lethal predators and yet, we just stood, frozen to the ground whilst a human wagged a knife in front of our faces.

"Tell me why you are here," the boy ordered. The muscles in his jaw tightened as his teeth clenched. He gripped the knife tighter; he would so easily plunge it into our hearts and we wouldn't fight back. 

"We've been travelling for days," I found myself say. "We need a place to stay."

The boy stared at me for a long, tense moment. He wasn't buying it.

"Why would I let you stay here, in my house?" he snapped, his words were like venom from a snake. 

I couldn't stop staring at him, his beauty, his radiance. 

"We have nowhere else to stay." Jessica's words were quiet, even I had trouble hearing them. I was surprised the boy heard them. "My name is Jessica, and this is my friend Aria."

After a moment of consideration, he nodded once and lead us to the front of the house and into the living room. A small fire was burning, the colours bright and wild. The flames danced, twisted and swayed, embers leapt from the fire. It was a beautiful sight. The fire crackled and hissed, the sound tickling my ears. A sweet aroma of burning wood caressed my nose and the breeze seeping through the slightly ajar window, contrasted with the warmth I felt from the fire. Why would he have the window open if a fire was burning?

"I have the window open to keep it ventilated, it can get pretty hot in here sometimes," the boys stated, seeing my locked gaze on the window. I turned to face him, and found myself  locked in his eyes. There was something about him that entranced me, made me forget that technically I wasn't welcome here. "There's two spare bedrooms upstairs. Make yourself comfortable."

The boy prodded the fire with a poker and sat in front of it, rubbing his hands together.

Jessica had disappeared, maybe to have a look around, make sure we were completely safe.

"What's your name?" I found myself asking the boy. I was sat in the middle of the room, on a fancy looking rug, staring at his back. 

"Jake," he said into the fire. 

I wanted to know more about him. Sure I'd only known him for five minutes, but I felt myself desperate to know him, to be worthy of his company. Something about him drew me in. Something mysterious...

I was hypnotised.

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