Lana.. She was fearless. In the whole chaotic rubble, she still remembered who she was and why she was there.. She didn't let anything break her, but I knew she didn't trust me enough to even admit it. Perhaps she didn't like the thought of her betraying her family. But I've learned that sometimes it is your family that can hurt you the most. And she had to be aware of it. Otherwise her whole trust was going to crack in seconds if they hurt her. I suppose I should've done this earlier, but she needed time to rest and get her thoughts together. So I let her. But it had been over an hour and I had no rest until I checked on her. The very second I opened the door I immediately regretted giving her that much space. That moment when something simply dropped in my stomach, just with seeing the room empty. I understood her wish to be with her family. It was in her blood to be so connected to them. But at the same time, in the world we lived in, all kinds of stuff went through my head. And it's crazy how the worst things come to you mind so quickly in moments like that. "Lana?" My eyes already landed on her backpack, so it's what had me question the logic of this whole situation even more. I had already got in, walking towards the wide opened window, and just peeking outside I saw her figure, just sitting there on the roof and staring in front of her. "Lana," She turned around to look at me as I crossed the window fame and got outside. "God, Lana, what are you doing here?" She had her knees against her chest, just firmly wrapping her hands tighter around her legs as she looked back towards the dark sky. "I needed some air." I sat beside her, glancing at her and trying to figure out what was going through her head. She seemed quieter than usual. "Are you alright?" My voice filled the silence, making her look at me, and it seemed like in that moment she snapped out of whatever was going though her head. I saw that faking in her smile as she nodded her head and tried to make is seem okay. "I'm fine. Just tired." She looked back towards the dark sky, just sprayed with a few stars here and there, while the half silver circle illuminated her face perfectly. "Your house has an amazing view from up here." I glanced in front of me, trying to figure out what was it that was hiding behind her voice. Amelia once told me that she felt closer to home underneath the opened sky. Maybe that's what it meant for Lana as well. I ignored her statement, trying to get more out of her. "The situation with Amelia.. It didn't effect you, did it?" I watched how she frowned, slightly shaking her head. "No," But there was something in her voice.. It just trailed off for a second, before she spoke again. "God, no." She looked back at me, her eyes just wide and filled with that spark they always seemed to hold. The color in them could barely be recognized from the larger pupils against the darkness of the night, but it was fascinating how it made it seem like the wildness in them just grew over the time. Such truth and pureness, it confused me.. She seemed to be reading me from the way her eyes moved over each one of my features, but then she just smiled, and looked down. "I don't know much about magic, but I suppose everything in the nature can be mistaken at some point." Her voice was calmed, but I could tell there was still something on her mind. I followed her eyes, watching how she was focused on her hand, the cut still on her palm.. It seemed like everything I did around her, it was an instinct. Just like how at that point, I just reached for her hand, and took a good look at it. "You haven't healed." I could tell she looked at me, perhaps surprised from my actions.. I was too, but I was staying on that promise that I was going to keep her safe. When I glanced back at her, I saw how there was this grin stretching her lips, making her eyes smile as well. I was about to ask what she found amuzing to smile at, but it was that same spark in her eyes that left me speechless. So mesmerizing to look at. I thought I saw those stars reflected in her eyes, so rawly shining in the night.. I could not deny the burning in my chest. I could not get over the change on her face, the way she searched my fave each time she looked at me, simply looking for some answer, a plain way to understand me. But that was the thing.. Not even I could understand my own self. Even though she made it seem so easy to read me. She didn't say anything. I just felt her move as I was still stuck in that position, holding her hand. There was no mistake on how her smile faded, that same desperation filling her eyes, somehow longing for that same relief as last night in front of the house. I was waiting for that deny, for her to ran off, but she only focused on my lips for second and leaned closer. I don't think she was aware of it, but I knew she was only in that frenzy of thoughts, losing herself in everything that went through her head. I wanted her to fear me, I wanted her to be scared just like everyone else was.. But whenever her eyes locked with mine, there was no sign of fear. Just raw emotions that I had trouble figuring out, and ended up fascinated by the way they shone, darkening that green with each second that passed. And that lack of fear drove me crazy. I was wrong before.. It wasn't the stars I saw in her eyes.. It was the fire.. And they effortlessly turned my soul to ash. That confusion from my own thoughts seemed to make me lose my mind in a way that only she caused. Like every atom of my body went numb, and I just followed my reflexes. I wasn't even aware that she had crossed that space between us, but dear God, when her lips connected with mine, I swear I was ready to lose it all. It was something that I couldn't even explain to myself, but she flamed this desire in my soul that I could not deny. It was moments like that that made me wonder later, but were explained so damn well.. A voice inside me told me to stop, stop before I lose myself, but it was hard to follow my thoughts when I was fucking lost in her. I just pulled her closer, her body tensed, her back arched and her lips moving in a way that left me thoughtless. There was no control in my veins when she looked me the way she did, kissed me the way she did.. Made me lose my own self the way she did. Her scent was making me lose my senses, but I couldn't stop longing for more of her. At moments like that I desired her very soul, and I feared the fact that there was no stopping when it came to Lana.