Sights by Mercades Licht (online e book reading txt) 📖

start getting used to it now." Smiling a beautiful smile she takes the Cheesecurl from my fingers with her teeth and eats it. For some reason my heart starts beating faster when she took the Cheesecurl from my fingers with her mouth. Shaking off the strange feeling I just had, we both continue to talk and eat lunch.

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When the redhead looked up my heart started to race when I saw that she was indeed my long lost Ceri and I was so glade that I was told to sit next to her and then ticked when some girl with the name of I think Sarah, no I don't think that's right. I can't remember her name, but she pissed me the fuck off when she tried to get Mrs. C to make me sit over ther with her group. When Mrs. C told me I could pick between Tara's group or partnering with Ceri and voicing her appinion that it was only fair if I sat with Ceri so she doesn't always have to do the labs my herself, even without Mrs. C saying that I would've chosen my Ceri no matter what.

Walking down the rows of tables to the back one were my Ceri sits I take the seat next to her and see that her hands are tightly clenched. She moves her head to the side like she's going to look next to her and I see that her eyes are tightly closed. She quickly jerks her head back down like she's stairing at the table, but I know she's not. My sinsitive hearing picks up her painful breathing and hear her clench her teeth together in pain. I scoot my chair closer to hers.

"You okay?" I whisper to her as lightly grab ahold of her right hand. Tingles like small sparks shoot up and down my arm when we have skin to skin contact and I suck in air between my teeth. Mate. My Ceri is my mate. My wolf howls in exictment and longing and I fight to hold him back. I feel her starting to relaxes like her pain has just left her, when she suddenly jerks her hand out of mine.

With her right hand now free from mine she grabs her head with both of her hands and digs her fingers into her head and starts to gasp for air. I look around and see that nobodies paying attention to Ceri like she's not even there. I look back at Ceri in confusion wanting to ask her what's wrong and wanting to hold her and make the pain go away, but have the feeling she doesn't want to talk or have me hold her. All of a sudden her right hand darts out and grabs ahold of my left one real tightly. I hold hers just as tightly and again I feel her start to relax and this time she doesn't try to jerk away. Her breathing starts to slow and she slowly open her eyes and looks over at my concerned face. Loosining her grip on my hand she starts to let go, but as soon as her skin stops touching mine she gaspes in pain and grabs my hand again and doesn't let go.

I look into her brown eyes, but can't read the emotion in them that I used to beable to read. She looks away from me to the front of the room and freezes. Looking forward to see what's wrong I see that a few people mostly girls are finally seeing Ceri and staring at her with daggers as the go from looking at her to looking at our tightly locked hands. When I feel her loosining her hand from mine, getting ready to let go I tighten my grip to immobolize her hand and then I lace our fingers together. Sliding our interlacked imbraced hands off the table I put her hand on my thigh.

I hear her gasp and whisper to her, "For some reason your in really bad agony and my touch seems to be the only thing that soothes the pain, so I'm not letting go of your hand wheather you like it or not." She nods and using my sensitvive hearing I pick up her heart beating faster. She looks to the front as Mrs. C is teaching us something about a chemicle, but I can't concentrate while holding Ceri's hand on my thigh and having sparks shoot up and down my arm 

Anger startes to ensue at my parents for making us move years ago. For three years, three fucking years, we've been moving from place to place looking for my mate when I had her from the very beginning. The reason why when I got closer to the age of finding my mate I fell more and more in love with Ceri. The reason why I started to get along with her and get reallly close to her when I was getting older. The reason why I felt so much pain, like I was being ripped apart when my parents made us move and leave Ceri behind. The reason why I always had to call and text and write to Ceri. The reason why I could barily breath when I was around her. The reason why I felt even more excrustating pain when I was forced to stop all contact with her. The reason why I loved hearing the sound of her voice and the reason why it killed me when I heard her voice start to turn to sadness and pain and couldn't talk to her. The reason why when I was with other girls I would mostly thing about her instead of the one I was dating.

It was all becaue she was my mate. My Ceri is my mate and this time I'm not and never will let her go.

 

I'm brought back to the classroom from my thoughts when Ceri lets go of my hand, but quickly grabs ahold of it with her left hand and puts our locked hands on her right thigh. Hissing air in between my teeth when the back of my hand touches the top of her thigh, an inicent move on her part and she doesn't know how it makes me feel. I look down at the table and try to focus on the worksheet in front of me, but can't consentrat on anything, but her hand trapping mine ontop of her thigh.

"I don't see how you got through school without me for so long. You don't even pay attention in class." Ceri sighs out. I look in her direction and see her stairing at me in slit amusement. I start to smile at her and then the amusement fades and she looks away. Before I can ask what's wrong she stats talking, "Why'd...why'd you stop all contact with me?"

"I'm sorry Ri, but I can't tell you that." I say using her old nickname as I tighten my hold on her hand.

"It's fine...uh. Do you need help with your worksheet?" She asks as she loosens her grip on my hand. Knowing her so well and then actually not knowing her well enough, I know that she is just trying to change the subject so I don't know how much my answer hurts her.

"Sure. If you don't mind helping the ideot here." I say with a smile and noge her side a little with my elbow only to hear a hiss of pain. turning in my chair I light touch her side and apoligize, "I'm so sorry. Are you okay? I didn't think I elbowed you to hard."

 She grabs my hand and moves it away from her side and says, "It's nothing. I'm fine, don't worry about it." I don't believe her one bit when she says she's fine, but I don't push the subject, I just watch her. 

I move a lock of her beautiful hair behind her ear, she jumps a little and lets go of my hand and pushes it off of her thigh. I hear a click as her teeth clench together when our skin stop touching. I go to grab her hand again, but she moves it away out of my grasp and scoots her chair away from mine. I just scoot mine closer and as a do a wave of pain hit me through the bond that's slowly forming between us. When mates meet and come in skin to skin contact a couple of times the bond starts to form to were the male can feel when there mate is in pain, no matter if its just a sports injury or not, we'll feel it. And the pain I feel right now, like tiny needles being gorged into my skull is coming from Ceri.

Taking deep breaths I ignore it the pain and focus on Ceri. "You're in pain. Why are you in pain? What's wrong?" I go to grab her hand again knowing for some strange reason that my touch will sooth her pain and make it go away, but again she snatches it away from me.

"Why do you care?" She gaspes out as she clenches her hands and closes her eyes. "I thought you cared three years ago, but I was wrong." She opens her eyes and looks at me and I can see laces of pain in them. "We were so close or so I thought and then you moved. Yes, we kept in touch for a year and then you blocked all contact with me. Even on the worst day ever when I called you in the hospital you wouldn't even talk to me. Why? Why'd you ignore me?" I see tears glisten in her eyes as she asks me.

What did she just say...

"You were in the hospital? For what? What happened?"

With a emotionless chuckle she says, "Forget it. We have homework to do."

I watch her as she picks her pencil back up and tries to focus on the worksheet in front of her. I try to focus on my worksheet, but can't focus on anything but Ceri. When I see clench her eyes closed and her hand start to shake in pain and the feel the needles of pain in my head get more intense, I know she is in more pain and can't stand it anymore. Trying one last time to grab her hand and hold it in mine, which it being a futile attempt anyway when she again jerks it away from me I scoot my chair back some. Leaning down I roll up both of my pant legs, scoot my chair back up to the table, and grab the bottom of Ceri's leg that is not covered by her capris, trapping her leg between mine, so we have skin to skin contact.

The pain in my head slowly eases and I watch as her hands unclench and her posture slackens from the tense position she was in. Realizing that her leg is trapped between the both of mine she tries to jerk it away, but I just tight my hold on her leg and get a glare in return. Smirking I shake my head at her signaling that I'm not going to loosen my hold anytime soon. I receive a small groan at that and smirk wider liking the sound of it.

 Turning my attention from Ceri to the sheet in front of me I am completly lost. I start tapping my pencil repeatidly at the table as I read one question after the next trying to figure out the answer to at least one of them with no such luck. It doesn't help when I suck at Science and I have tingles running up and down both of my legs from contact with my mates smooth skin.

After a few minutes of me sitting there with my pencil tapping against the table rapidly I hear a curse and then a hand slams into the hand that's holding the pencil.

"Can you please stop banging the table with the pencil?