Set in 2050, this story is based upon two societies that are at war, the Broads and the Narrows. The main character Keziah Bellamey and her siblings Favel and Robin are caught up in the middle of the war and are now on the run for the rest of their lives. Master Napier wants them dead, but can they stay hidden forever? especially as Keziah falls in love with Napier's son....


10. Chapter 10

Keziah and Ronan sat on the bed for a while in silence, the bedding was so soft and Keziah could feel herself drifting away. Suddenly Ronan looked at her and smiled.

“What?” she laughed.

“A few more minutes and you would’ve been asleep” he laughed.

“I’m sorry we had a rough night last night” Keziah apologized and sat up straight.

“Where were you staying?” he asked her, fiddling with her hair.

“If I tell you promise me you won’t call me a tramp?” Keziah bit her lip.

“I promise”.

“Under a bridge”.

“Seriously?” Ronan seemed shocked. “Did you run away from your parents?”

Keziah knew that the ‘parents’ topic would soon be brought up and her stomach twisted.

“Something like that” she replied, looking down at the floor.

“I’m really sorry” Ronan edged closer to her. “You know you can stay here for as long as you like”.

“I really wouldn’t want to intrude, honestly”.

“How many times have I told you” Ronan laughed. “I need company”.

“Me too” Keziah looked up and smiled.

Ronan wrapped his arms around Keziah and turned her body towards his. He leaned towards her, gently wrapping his fingers through her tousled hair. Keziah gasped slightly as she felt his warm, soft lips on hers and she too wrapped her arms around him, drawing him closer. As soon as Keziah’s lips had responded to his he pulled her onto his lap, turning her around gently. Their kisses became stronger and Keziah knotted her fingers into his hair. She wrapped her legs around his body, her lips moving with his. She felt so alive, this was the first time that she had kissed a boy and her heart was beating so fast. He groaned softly when she shoved her hands up his shirt, her fingers delicately tracing patterns across his bare skin. After a while he broke away from her mouth, planting kisses along her cheek and down her neck. She shuddered when he got to her chest but he pulled away, he knew that he would have to leave it there. Keziah stared into his eyes, her heart still racing uncontrollably. She had a huge desire to feel his lips on hers again, to slide her hands along his back and to feel his breath on her neck but they just sat there staring at each other. She was shocked when she realised what she was feeling. Lust. Although she wasn’t at all religious she knew that lust was a great sin and she blushed. Ronan laughed at her.

“If only I did that with Alastair and Will, that would definitely keep me company” his eyes shone.

“Who are they?” Keziah looked amused.

“My old schoolmates”.

“I doubt that they would do that with you” Keziah laughed.

“Me too, anyway they’d be far too heavy to sit on my lap” he grinned at her.




Robin and Favel eventually found their way to the neighbourhood that Ronan lived in and they sighed in relief. They were just about to turn the corner when Favel gasped sharply and froze. Robin looked at her, puzzled, and quickly followed her gaze. She was staring at a piece of paper that had been stuck to a lamp post, it had a picture on the front of three children, two girls and a boy and the word ‘WANTED’ was written in bold letters. Robin gawked in horror when he realised the picture was of him and his sisters and he quickly walked over to it. He ripped the poster off and tore it to shreds angrily, he felt sick.

“Now everyone will be out there looking for us” he turned to a pale faced Favel.

“What are we going to do?” Favel gasped, her hands clenched at her sides.

“We have to get to Ronan’s and fast, come on, quickly” he grabbed his sisters arm and started to run around the corner, the poster scrunched up in his hand. He dragged her up the pathway to Ronan’s house and banged on the door. Keziah opened it and Robin and Favel hurried inside, shutting the door firmly behind them.

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