Micah tossed and turned in his bed, unable to sleep anymore he sighed deeply and got up from his sweaty, tangled sheets and slowly walked over to his bathroom to take care of his business. After he was done he went to wash his hands and stared into the mirror.
“You look like shit Micah!” He muttered to himself. He didn’t know what was going on but he felt weird. Ever since Snow had woken up from her coma weeks ago something had changed in their dealings with each other what gave him sleepless nights to his dismay. At first he thought she was playing it but after the result came back doctor Angelo had told him in private that her body was blocking out some part of her memory, some neurological stuff. He had said it would probably take some time to before she would remember again, maybe weeks or months he did not know for sure yet so as for now she “played “the innocent, kind house guest and he wasn’t sure what to think of it what to feel…
At least when she was still wicked he knew how to deal with her…sort of…but now that she was not remembering that wicked side of herself and behaving all nicely towards everybody, made him nervous, unsettling even.
The house who was his save heaven was suffocating him, bit by bit. With her and his mother behaving somehow odd as well and the upcoming birth of his fiance’s baby daughter it became all too much, not to talk about his upcoming marriage with Sheila!
The preparations were in full swing for that, since the ceremony was going to be held at their mansion in the backyard between the roses. His mother had opted that ideal and Sheila loved it while he himself would have just settled for an easy quick court marriage since it was kind of more a deal then a real marriage but his mother, Anastasia had pushed him to give Sheila a proper wedding also to show off to the other crime families he knows that’s the real reason behind her pushing but he just wanted it to get over with so he could put his focus back on finding Carlos killer and on mentally preparing himself to become a stepfather to Sheila’s baby. But alas, fate could be a real bitch sometimes, he noticed!
He rubbed his tired looking eyes who were slightly red at the edges and moved away from the mirror and stepped under his rain shower.
“I need to get away, I need to go out and run!” He mumbled to himself as the hot water was cascading down his ripped body, relaxing him a bit.
When he was done he got out, grabbed a towel and walked over to his walk-in closed in search of his running gear.
When he was busy doing his shoelaces he heard a knock and then the click of his bedroom door opening.
“Hey, can I…oh your already up, you’re going out?” Sheila asked him while stifling a yawn as she stood in the door opening still dressed in her nightgown.
“Yes I’m going for a run, are you okay, you need anything?” He asked her while finishing up his shoes.
“No, no I just thought I could lay with you until you get up, I couldn’t sleep anymore but I see I am already to late” she pouted.
“Sorry but I couldn’t sleep anymore either, another time we can but not now, I really need to get out of the house, get some fresh air, so take care and if you need anything else ask my mother or the maids ok, see you later!” He said while passing her after kissing her forehead quickly.
As he ran down the stairs he could feel the burning gaze of Sheila’s eyes on his back but he didn’t turn and just focused on getting out of the house as quick as possible.
Once outside on the big lane, he stopped and took in a big gulp of air and closed his eyes for a brief moment. Then he started running towards the gate, nodding a greeting in his way to some of his men passing.
“Boss, you are out?” He suddenly heard Dimitri yelling from behind him, making him stop in his tracks with a huff.
“Yes as you can see, please I need some fresh air, if I need you I will be at my usual track towards the lake!” He quickly replied before taking off again, leaving Dimitri behind with a frowned face.
On his running track he sighed in relieve finally feeling some freedom and some much needed space to think and breath properly. As the wind passed through his thick hair and tickled his skin a small grin appeared on his handsome face. He loved the outdoors, it had been ages ago since the last time he did some exercise like this. Slowly, with every step on the muddy ground he felt the heaviness fall away from his shoulders even though inside of his chest he still felt that ominous, uncomfortable feeling that he was about to make a grave mistake with something he didn’t know yet…
It was still a bit dark outside since the sun wasn’t up yet. The shadows playing tricks on his eyes and dancing around on his skin as he continued his outdoors adventure.
He wanted to go see the lake. It has been while since last time he had been there and he longed to see it, knowing it very well from the stories of his mother telling him. The place being the favorite place to which his father tool his mother too in their dating days, he recalled. After seeing the place for himself he also had fallen in love with it, here he could his from the cruelty of his world, the bloody world he had been born into. This place gave him peace and quiet to think so he could make decisions and now he was in much need of all of that knowing that next tomorrow he would be waiting at the altar, marrying Sheila, becoming a real husband and with that also a father, stepfather to a child of the man he first has trusted but one who had betrayed him in the end and who payed his price with his life of which he took with his own hands. He still was surprised how easy Sheila had said yes to his proposal….maybe a bit to easy…his conscious told him, but he pushed that thought away, not wanting more stuff to complicate his already dramatic life. He needed to think what to do about Snow after his marriage. Would he keep her in his mansion? And why he still felt that strange attraction towards her? Even now while he was out he could feel it, but then suddenly he heard a noise that caught his attention away from his ramblings, making him halt as he tried to listen to his surroundings meanwhile steadying his racing heartbeat.
Then he hears it again, a soft melody, a woman’s voice singing a lullaby…
He kept on walking until the path upfront of him opened up on a rock formation close to lake some meters above the ground. As he stood above on the highest rock he slowly peeked over the edge and what he saw next had his eyes wide in shock…
Suddenly he knew why he could still feel her…
He kept on staring at the lake…
The beautiful sight in front of him captivated him intensely. Unable to tear his eyes away from it he kept on looking and suddenly a pair of innocent, surprised sparkling eyes met his…
As a man possessed he felt his control starting to slip, bit by bit.
While holding his gaze he slowly started to remove his clothes and shoes and once he was fully naked he dove straight into the cold water of the lake below him.
With a loud splash he crashed into the water and came up again, standing chest to chest to a fully naked Snow…
Both of them unable to speak, they let their bodies started doing the talking…
Slowly he leaned and pressed his lips against hers…
The moment their lips touched they both felt a spark ignite and behind their closed eyes they could suddenly feel both their emotions.
And then images started to appear in their minds…
Images of a future….a future that showed them together as a couple fighting a bloody war…
Their kiss become more deep and passionate and the images became more vivid, more alive…
But suddenly the loud cracking noise of a nearby frog broke the spell and Micah opened his eyes in shock.
“What….what the hell was that all about?” He whispered wide eyed while Snow looked back at him still in a daze of that dazzling kiss…
They stood like that for minutes on end, both trying to comprehend what had just had happened to them…