Sacred Flame: His Enemy, His Mate (BL)-Chapter 62: Being ignored

Kain Locke

I stood at the door for what felt like an eternity, my fingers hovering over the handle as I contemplated whether to go in there, or go back, but to where?

The other guys were already in the sitting room and Irene has also gone back to her room leaving only me to my decisions.

Actually, there’s no decision to make here, either I sleep in this room or outside of this house which was totally out of choice. Yeah, I’m not doing that.

But the fact that I’ve been standing here for almost an hour with no courage whatsoever to pull it open and step inside was something else entirely,

Why was I hesitating? It’s not like I was scared of him. Right? I wasn’t scared of him, besides he won’t be biting into my flesh if I go Inside this room, the most he would do will be yapping and saying some annoying shits and none of them matters right? I’m used to them after all.

So, this was ridiculous and if I don’t open this door, I won’t be able to, better do it now and get it over with than stand here all night.

With a newfound resolve, I grabbed the handle and pushed the door open, stepping inside without a second thought.

The room was dimly lit, the only light coming from the yellow bulb lamp on the nightstand. The first thing I saw was Kael sprawled across the bed like some damn god of seduction. His shirt was loose, collarbone exposed, and one arm was lazily draped over his stomach while the other rested above his head. His dark hair fell messily over the pillow, and his eyes, half-lidded, flickered to me the moment I stepped in.

Gulping, I quickly broke the stare, pretending I wasn’t looking as I quickly scanned the room for a place to sleep,

There was a single chair in the corner, not exactly an option unless I wanted to wake up feeling half-dead. The bed was obviously out of the question. No way in hell I was sharing it with him. I was still lost in thought when;

A knock sounded at the door saving me from thinking too hard about it.

I made for the door and pulled it open to find Irene standing there, holding a couple of blankets. I thought she went to sleep already, "Shouldn’t you be in bed?"

"Figured you’re going to need these," she said, handing them over. "They’re not very thick, but they’ll do."

I took them with a quiet "Thanks."

She gave me a small nod before turning away.

Closing the door behind me, I quickly got to work, folding one blanket into a makeshift mat and laying it on the floor. It wasn’t much, but it was better than nothing.

I dropped onto it with a sigh, shifting to get comfortable. But unbelievably so,

Kael hadn’t said a word the whole time, which is very unusual of him. I couldn’t stop myself from sneaking a glance at him, but when my gaze landed on him, he was no longer staring at me, instead, his gaze was fixated on the ceiling made out of plank.

I didn’t think much about it as I stood up and grabbed a towel and dry clothes I’ll be putting on when I’m done before heading to the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

There were buckets of water there already, I splashed some on my face before removing the towel and hanging it on the railing.

I began to bathe soon after. The cool water helped wash away the exhaustion clinging to my body, but my mind refused to quiet down. My thoughts kept circling back to the night of the party.

Although I was aware that meeting Caspian was inevitable, I hadn’t actually expected to see him that way, and then again, the other man from the restroom hallway.

I’m really thinking too much about this. I should really cool off my head.

Like Irene said, I have a lot to ask him.

I ran my fingers through my wet hair, shaking off the excess water before drying up with the towel and put on my clothes before stepping out.

I glanced briefly at Kael who was still sprawled on the bed,

He wasn’t talking, wasn’t even making his usual snide remarks or pushing my buttons like he always did. If anything, he was being... silent which wasn’t anything like him.

I sighed. This was getting ridiculous.

I stole another glance at him as I moved toward my makeshift bed on the floor. His eyes were closed, but I could tell he wasn’t asleep. At least his breathing was steady and controlled, as if he was purposely ignoring me. He is ignoring me.

The hell was his problem? Huh?

Not that I cared anyway, he can ignore me however he liked. I shrugged it off, and went to sit down on the folded blankets Irene had given me, and laid back, staring up at the ceiling. The cold seeped into my back almost immediately. Damn it.

I pulled the blanket over myself, but it wasn’t thick enough to block out the chill. I thought buildings like this should have floorboards? In fact I remember the rest having it, but why wasn’t one here? Only a carpet.

I rolled onto my side, willing my body to warm up, but my mind refused to let go of the tension hanging in the air. And I hated the fact that I couldn’t stop thinking about the thought nagging at me.

It wasn’t like I did anything wrong. If anything, I should be the one pissed at him for how he acted rudely to Ryan earlier at the pine tree, the very person who stayed up all night to make sure he didn’t die. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

And how he just dragged me like I’m incapable of making my own decisions.

And yet... I didn’t like this.

I frowned, shifting on the blanket. Why the hell did it bother me that he was ignoring me?

I stole another glance at the bed. He still hasn’t moved from the same position, just that his arm was now draped over his forehead, his face partially turned away from me, but I knew he was awake.

Something about the way he lay there, completely still, made my chest feel tight in a way I didn’t want to acknowledge.

This was getting more stupid.