Tainted novel Chapter 2

"Happy birthday sweetheart."

"Thankyou Alex" I whispered softly trying to contain the blush meant to overtake me. Alexanda hugged me tightly, the only friend friend of Violet I knew for all these years.

My sister was extremely protective, she hate me meeting her friends and I couldn't understand why, if she is friends with them didn't that meant that they were good people.

"Happy birthday Karma" my eyes snapped to the deep voice of the speaker. Dark blue irises stared right back at me intensely, plump lips lifted towards in a small smile.

"T-thankyou" I stuttered feeling jittery. It wasn't usually a habit of mine but what do you expect from a teenager.

"Alaric"

"Huh?"

"My name is Alaric sweetheart."

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Sun rose and fell from it's grace, moon changed its shapes and with each passing day I watched him from afar but he caught me and his eyes, they never forgot to meet mine.

The snowflakes falling in gusts were replaced by flower petals falling from trees...winter welcomed spring and weather's changed just like that.

At first I thought it to be a mere attraction but I wasn't only that...he was in my mind with the dawn filled with chirping of birds to dusk of falling stars, his presence was in every song I heard, every tune I sang and every quote I read.

Admired, appreciated and worshipped in Cloverdale High, Alaric was far mature than me with girls throwing him hesitant looks of longing but the brushing of his hands against mine, his small smiles and calling me 'baby' in isolation gave me a hope that maybe....maybe he was mine.

Whenever I passed him in hallways his whole being engulfed my senses, a scent so intoxicating that it made me dizzy and my emotions haywire.

I placed him on a pedestal, a place so high in my heart that I couldn't even imagine my life without him, I kept my mouth sealed not telling my friends or family...it was supposed to be our little secret....only ours.

Knowing or unknowingly I craved him and soon found myself completely falling for him. Maybe the books were right, there was a boy out there who would take away all your worries, insecurities and pain away and shape you in the best possible way.

Maybe Violet worried unnecessarily about me being harmed, Alaric would always protect me.

"Do you promise?"

"I promise Karma, I will never hurt you." His hands pulled down my skirt.

"Exactly...just like that."

Rumors.... they were plain rumors, all lies and fantasies woven together. I trusted Alaric, he loved me. He would never do that to me.

I had faith in him.

Blind Faith

Terror is not only the touch of a monster, true horror is the craving the essence of their skin rubbing against yours, igniting and burning and yet defying the truth that it wasn't love that he showed. No it was not a poetry that he wrote upon your skin. It wasn't a prayer that left his mouth blissfully when he touched that innocence of yours.

It was a sick play for him. A horrendous pleasure he got when he marked your skin red, ripping off your clothes, poison...his touch was venomous on your body and the venom would one day tear your soul apart.

No feeling was involved, neither kindness was bestowed nor a choice was given and yet the heart refused to believe that it was abuse.

Alaric hands grasped Karma's waist trailing upwards as his lips moved in dominance bruising her soft pink petals.

Behind the school in a secluded class which was abandoned due to left out construction work their bodies rubbed against each other feverishly. Arrays of classrooms which were cemented stormy gray hid them as his fingers wrapped around her blue top pulling it upwards.