Free Indwell (Chasing Natalie's Ghosts) by Nicole Smith Page B

this are out of my control. Now you’re the one leaving me and I wanted you to know that there will always be a place you can find me,” he explained as he looked at me, reaching for my hands.
    “I have no way of getting here Adam. I don’t even know if there is a road that leads here anymore. You’ll seriously have to draw me a map.”
    “No Natalie, all you’ll have to do is come to the river bank. Just say my name and I’ll be there, with you,” he said seriously.
    “I’m not leaving here, just so you know. This is my new house now. All I need is you,” I told him, reaching my hands around his waist.
    “You can’t stay here. I would love it if you could, but I can’t feed you and you won’t be able to leave here without my help. This would become your prison and I can’t have that,” he tried to explain.
    “Please, just let me stay awhile,” I begged, pulling him down on to the blankets with me. He didn’t fight me this time. He pulled me closer to him. I ran my fingers gently over his eyes, cheeks and lips. I slowly leaned in to kiss him. His scent was surrounding me. I climbed onto his lap, still holding his face as I kissed him harder. He gave up his resolve and lost control. He quickly undressed me and kissed every part of my body. When he returned to look into my eyes, I was tingling and dizzy. That’s when he held my hips in his hands and brought me to him. I felt lost in his energy and I prayed I would never be found. I could stay in this moment forever. I would never forget this feeling for as long as I lived.
“I love you more than life,” he whispered as I fell asleep in his arms.
    When I awoke I looked up at him, watching me from the couch. I smiled as I reached for my clothes, wrapping the blanket around me I went over to him. He held my waist, holding me with both of his strong hands, as his head rested on my stomach. I brushed his hair off of his beautiful face. He looked up at me with his icy blue eyes. He was my angel. Once I was clothed I sat beside him on the couch.
    “So, what is our plan? You know I’m not leaving you, so we need a plan,” I demanded.
    “I wish I knew,” he said, sounding defeated.
    “We should get going. Your parents will start to worry about you soon,” he sighed.
    “Do you really think I give a damn how they feel? They sure as hell don’t care about me,” I replied, starting to feel frantic now. He took hold of my hands and kissed them.
    “We’ll think of something,” he said as he let go of me and grabbed my coat and boots. He put the sheets back over the furniture and put out the fire. Tears streamed down my face. This was too much, this was worse than all the others leaving me. This was going to kill me. That’s it! Death is the only answer. The worst that could happen is already happening. I’m losing a part of my life that brings me the most peace. Even if I did come back to visit him, he might not be here. This is my only option. It’s strange how the idea didn’t scare me. I was even excited by it. I couldn’t tell Adam my plan though. I knew he would be extremely angry with me if I tried. He opened the door when he was ready to go. He tilted his head to look at me, searching my eyes.
    “Are you alright?” he asked, curiously.
    “I am so happy. You make me so happy,” I said hugging him. He squeezed me, smiling and wrapped me up in his arms again and we were off.
    When we reached my house he whispered in my ear, “I’ll see you soon” and he was gone. I went inside and prepared to brace myself for the lovely Christmas gift my parents were about to present me with, just the destruction of my whole world. I sat through it quietly. Luke didn’t seem to care. John on the other hand threw his plate against the wall and told my dad he was a “fucking asshole”. That started an even bigger fight. John turned and walked upstairs. He began to pack his things, while my mother cried silently. When John returned minutes later he put on