♣ Jett ♣
The bark of the tree pressed against my back as I leaned back against it. I needed some time to think. Time that I really didn't have. The plan had been set, and it was already in motion; I had just sent Rhys and Saracen out to a nearby airport to set aside a flight to Washington D.C., where the first step of the plan would begin. Sighing, I kicked up a clump of grass then closed my eyes.
What did I care anymore? Controlling the humans wouldn't be very fun once I had them in the palm of my hand. The whole rush came from the whole experience before that. Anyways, I wouldn't be able to share my power with. That fact brought back vibrant memories of Ayre and I's last meeting. After my team boarded the plane, I would probably never see the pink-haired Digit ever again. Or the fourth, sixth, seventh, or ninth Digits. But I didn't really care about them that much, and I would have to come up with a way to stop caring about Ayre, or else I would be much too distracted to carry out this whole world domination thing.
Lazily, I opened my eyes again and scanned the area. My team of Digits were already fast asleep, and the air was completely still. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a flash of pink, causing a lump to form in my throat. I swallowed painfully and tried to convince myself that it had just been my imagination; that mirage was only trying to stop me from forgetting the second Digit. Rubbing my eyes, I ended up convincing myself that I hadn't seen a thing. That is, until Ayre showed up directly by my side, her black eyes shining.
To tell you the truth, it scared the sh*t out of me, I almost fell over. You'd be pretty freaked out too if all of a sudden your enemy came up right behind you. Keeping my voice low so as not to alert any of my team of Ayre's arrival, I mumbled somewhat of a nonchalant greeting to her. "Hey..."
The girl seemed like she was holding back something, her hands awkwardly clasped behind her back and her eyes darting around, resting on everything but me. "Jett... You... You can't get on that plane tomorrow!" Her head snapped up and she gazed directly at me, her mouth halfway open.
I raised an eyebrow at Ayre's sudden outburst. "Why should I listen to anything you tell me now?" I turned my body away from her and folded my arms loosely, so that I wouldn't be swayed by any of Ayre's facial expressions. The last thing that I needed to feel right now was guilt.
A hand clamped down on my upper arm, and I was twisted back towards the Digit. Her eyebrows were furrowed in some expression that I hadn't seen since I told her my final decision days ago.
Ayre ignored my question and dove quickly into a fast-paced explanation that probably wouldn't change my choice at all. "I had a vision that you got on that plane to Washington, and it... It crashed, okay, and you all... None of you survived." At the end of the sentence, the girl's voice hitched up a couple notches, as if she had hiccuped or something. Her bottom lip quivered, and I could no longer stay mad at her. I have a heart, you know.
"How do I know that you're not just saying that to stop me from controlling the humans?" Ayre could easily fake a vision to someone who didn't have a clue about the future. Just ramble off a few statements about how if you did something bad you would die, then there ya go, your mind is completely changed.
Ayre picked at the hem of her skirt as she struggled to come up with something that I would believe. "B-because..." At first, she stuttered, but then stood still with defiance and looked me straight in the eyes, her black ones shimmering with the light of the new moon. "Because I would never lie to you. Please, don't get on that plane."
She couldn't - no - wouldn't lie to me? That was pretty... Reassuring, I guess. Suddenly, an idea came into my head, sparked from that single statement that had escaped Ayre's lips. Easily, I took the girl firmly by the shoulders and planted her against the tree. Stepping in front of her, I placed my hands on the bark slightly above her shoulders so that she wouldn't be able to get away. "Well if that's true, then tell me this: Do you love me?"
My question seemed to startle the Digit, and she tried backing up even further against the tree, her hands wrapping around the sides of it. If only Greyson were here; Ayre's face was completely impossible to read at the moment. Hiding my disappointment, I asked her once again. "Ayre... Do you?"
Those locks of thick pink hair settled around her shoulders as Ayre shook her head in horror. She just didn't know what to say at a moment like this, apparently. "I-I don't want you to be killed in that plane crash," she murmured, casting her gaze down to her fidgeting feet.
"Well that didn't exactly answer my question..." My heart was being torn into two pieces; one completely set on believing that Ayre loved me as much as I loved her, and one telling me to turn around and leave the girl right there and forget about the whole thing.
Unexpected tears flowed down Ayre's pale cheeks in small streams, dripping onto her chest. She lifted up her hand so that she could place it on my cheek tenderly. Her finger stroked the side of my face, but too soon, she removed her hand.
In unison, we both began inching our faces closer to each other's, breathing in the frigid air. I didn't even give a damn that Ayre hadn't even answered my question, what meant the most to me was that she wasn't trying to leave me this time. She quickly closed the gap between us, our lips colliding at exactly the same time.
I slid my hands down the bark of the tree until they were resting on both of Ayre's shoulders, and trailed my hands along them. My fingers rubbed up against the silky material of her black jacket.
I shivered when Ayre placed her hands on either side of my face; they were freezing, it was amazing that they hadn't turned to ice since we had been talking. She never broke our kiss, but she continued to cry, the tears running down her nose and onto our busy lips. At some point in our encounter, those icy hands became entangled in my hair, twisting bits of it around different fingers.
There was no kind of pressure, and I pulled back slightly, dragging out Ayre's lip just a bit. My eyes roamed over her... Beautiful face, taking in the emotion in her demeanor. Slowly, I kissed the remaining tears off of her cheeks, then made my way back to her mouth.
We continued on and on like that for what felt like only moments, but what was probably extremely longer.
As an ending remark, Ayre kissed the corner of my mouth, then pushed me back gently. She was still shedding a couple of tears, but not too many to make me worry.
I cocked my head to the side slightly, and tried to move in a little closer once again, but ended up only pressing my lips to the girl's temple and muttered one final thing. "Do I get any kind of answer, or shall I take that as a yes?" I smiled weakly, but then sighed as Ayre took hold of my wrist and placed my hand slightly below her collarbone, as close as she would let me get to where her heart was without things becoming too awkward for her. Which wouldn't have been awkward for me at all, actually.
After about a second, Ayre ducked out under my arm and skipped away, back in the direction that she had come from a while ago. Just like I had seen before, the only thing I could spot in the dark of the night was a flash of bubblegum pink.
I would have liked to convince myself that I had seen the girl nod before her departure, but it was highly unlikely, considering that Ayre never seemed to give straight answers. Oh well.
I chuckled softly and let my head tip back toward the sky, while I shoved my hands into my pocket. The moon seemed to be laughing at the whole scene that had just taken place, it's glow reaching out to almost all corners of the clearing.
Things were much too unsettled right now for me to head back to Racquel, Saracen, Rhys, and Greyson, so I made the decision to stay where I was. Quickly and easily, I climbed the tall tree and swung my legs over one of the higher branches so that I was sitting on top of it. Settling back, I observed the many rolling hills around the tree.
I was just going to assume that Ayre loved me. Things would be much easier for me if she did.
------------
;DD
