TEMPTATION
CHAPTER 3: My Soul To Take
Catalina’s P.O.V
Me and Taylor was walking down the hall heading for the door. Taylor stopped and started a conversation then continued on our walk. “So…….you and Harry huh?” she nudged me on the arm with her boney elbow “Nothing” I turn to look at a painting on the wall to act like I was disinterested in our conversation.
“I saw you guys talking, in the hallway” she looked over at me, like I had a secret to hide and I was planning on telling her every sexy detail. “Well…..” I didn’t know how to respond to such a buffoon remark. We reached the door, pushing it open to the bright light shining in our face. “He just needed to give me my book, he found it……actually I don’t know where he found it but…..yeah”.
“You know cat if you don’t want him….I can surely tame that sexy beast” I laughed at her sexy beast? We continued walking down the sidewalk, watching all the kids get on the bus and into their cars. All the guys flirting with the pretty cheerleaders, we dropped our connection from them and turned to look at each other “Single!” we said in unison.
We laughed and continued walking, “Oh c’mon do you ever look at him and be like…..damn!” I rolled my eyes at her “I guess….I mean he’s really attractive. But he would never pick me! …..I think he would aim for the cheerleading team or even the popular girls”
She looked at me annoyed by what I just said “Somebodies going to match up to your too-smart mouthed self and somebodies going to finally catch your eye”
I turn to look at the ground, how sweet. She shook my shoulders, I found my path back to her face “I got to go so…..I’ll text you tonight” “Okay” I turned around and headed down the side walk towards my house. I didn’t live far from school and I always got a ride from Tay in the morning but after school I walked home. I thought it would save her some gas.
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Harry’s P.O.V
I watched her from between two cars in the parking lot as she walked with that one blonde girl down the side walk. I kept replaying our conversation that we had in the hallway in my head, my thought was interrupted by the vibration consuming through my legs. I hurried and reached for it, still keeping my eye contact on Catalina.
It was a text from Bobby; I quickly slid the screen over and clicked on the text icon.
Bobby:
Did you make a move champ?
I looked up to check on Catalina, and then replied to the text quickly.
Yeah, she forgot her book so I searched for her and gave it to her….you know she’s quite the tough cookie.
I glanced up at her again; they were now I guess in an intense conversation.
What! Then what are you doing talking to me? Go crack her or in your case….make her crumble.
I peeked up at her one more time; she was now walking by herself; lost in thought with her arms crossed turning the corner. I hurried and slipped my phone in my pocket and traced her steps; following her around the corner. I walked normal pace keeping her in eye sight; my mind told me that she knew that there was a presence behind her but she ignored it.
I watched the way she walked, the way her legs move so effortlessly in front of one another. Her hair fell ever so softly down her back; swaying with emotion. Her hips shake side to side; showing that she has a little bit of sass “Only killers follow girls home”
My thought was interrupted by that remark, she stops turning around facing me now. I walked closer keeping my cool pretending her comment didn’t faze me. “My house is down the same street, I wasn’t following you” she walked closer to me now with her arms crossed.
“Oh do you now?”
I walked even more closely to her; her face was more vivid now. I could see all her perfections and insecurities in her eyes; she broke our connection as her insecurities toke over her and stared at the ground. I grabbed her chin to pull it back up to my eye level.
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Catalina’s P.O.V
He tilted my head back to his eye level; I was going to open my mouth for protest, when he rubbed his forefinger against my bottom lip. “Are you scared of me? Angel?”
I closed my lips so I wouldn’t gasp; I formed my mouth into a hard line. How was I supposed to respond? ----Hell yes? ---Hell no? At one point I felt secure around him, but he also makes me uncomfortable; nervous.
I walk closer to him knowing what I was getting myself into “Yes—No…no…I don’t know”
He draped his hands around my hips and pulled me hard up against his stomach. I could feel each ab as it embeds into my stomach, he leans down to whisper something into my ear. I could smell his dark, earthy scent mixed with soap. I closed my eyes as I indulged into the scent “Go to Aaron’s party tomorrow”.
I with drawled from his arms, stumbling a little from his low husky voice that was whispered into my ear; regaining my balance.
My stubbornness took over than my willing to just say okay. I crossed my arms “It would be nice if you asked…….I mean you just can’t demand me” I sat there watching him struggle with a response, he softly laughed like he was sharing a private joke with himself; running his hands through his hair. He walked closer to me now, looking deep into my soul. Oh god! His eyes….His smile! “Would you like to go to Aaron’s party......With me?”
I looked away from his eye’s giving my mind a quick breather to think. Then I returned my point of view back to him “Yes……I would love to go” I turned around continued walking home “With Taylor”
I turned around to give him a quick smile.
But he was gone….again!
I really hate when he does that. Did he even hear my last remark?
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Harry’s P.O.V
I walked down the street really fast, hoping she wouldn’t catch up or see me. I stuck my hands in my pocket trying to circulate some warmth to my fingers and lost myself in thought.
*Flashback*
I was standing in the den, surrounded around a bunch of cryptic books from the 1500’s. I sat down in the biggest chair I could find—waiting for my dad to walk in.
I stared at the scenery…there was black walls trimmed with gold metal. The floor was made out of really old oak wood and I could smell the fear and deception in the room. My gazing eyes, met over by the door which my dad was walking through.
“Well son” I got up and gave him a quick hug, making sure not to crush is wings.
He led me back over to the seats to begin his talking. He stared at me intensely with burning eyes. “Are you ready for this?”
I stared out the window “No…I don’t understand why I have to do this” I ran my hands threw my hair, continuing “Why couldn’t Marcel do it?”
His face hardened “Because he deceived us, when we really needed him”
I walked over to him, now feeling bad about bringing up Marcel “Why do we…um” it was hard for me to say the word, so he finished “ have to Kill her?” he said it with amusement in his voice. Like he didn’t care I was about to take a life.
“Do you know what happened to her dad?” he said
I looked at him, sitting up straighter now….wanting…needing answers.
“You want to know why we can’t trust Marcel and how he deceived us and why he’s gone.”
I shook my head yes, as he swallowed his throat. “When Catalina Mendez was two….Your uncle (he pointed to me) My brother (then pointed to him) was going to meet up with her dad.”
I was getting lost now “I don’t get why uncle monty would meet up with Catalina’s dad”
“Okay…well” he was fighting with how to say his response easier “Catalina’s dad was an angel too…..and son….basically what I’m trying to say is…”
“When Uncle Monty went over to Catalina’s house to talk to her dad about the guide lines of being a guardian angel….things went wrong”
He fully got my attention now--- what does this have to do with Marcel?--- “When uncle Monty got to their house, Marcel was standing there over Catalina’s dad’s body with a gun in his hand……like I recall uncle Monty said he had anger and revenge in his face”
“Soooo” I said ironically
“Soooo Catalina’s dad was dead and Marcel has been gone since”
“What does this have to do with me killing Catalina?”
He fondled with the ring on is marriage finger. “Cat is half angel…half human…..she’s a nephil”
My eye’s got wide with surprise as he continued. “So that means during the month of her birthday, Marcel is able to take over her body…..and control her”
I opened my mouth in response “So we kill her….to stop this?”
He shook his head; I looked away out the window. So dumb!
Me and Taylor was walking down the hall heading for the door. Taylor stopped and started a conversation then continued on our walk. “So…….you and Harry huh?” she nudged me on the arm with her boney elbow “Nothing” I turn to look at a painting on the wall to act like I was disinterested in our conversation.
“I saw you guys talking, in the hallway” she looked over at me, like I had a secret to hide and I was planning on telling her every sexy detail. “Well…..” I didn’t know how to respond to such a buffoon remark. We reached the door, pushing it open to the bright light shining in our face. “He just needed to give me my book, he found it……actually I don’t know where he found it but…..yeah”.
“You know cat if you don’t want him….I can surely tame that sexy beast” I laughed at her sexy beast? We continued walking down the sidewalk, watching all the kids get on the bus and into their cars. All the guys flirting with the pretty cheerleaders, we dropped our connection from them and turned to look at each other “Single!” we said in unison.
We laughed and continued walking, “Oh c’mon do you ever look at him and be like…..damn!” I rolled my eyes at her “I guess….I mean he’s really attractive. But he would never pick me! …..I think he would aim for the cheerleading team or even the popular girls”
She looked at me annoyed by what I just said “Somebodies going to match up to your too-smart mouthed self and somebodies going to finally catch your eye”
I turn to look at the ground, how sweet. She shook my shoulders, I found my path back to her face “I got to go so…..I’ll text you tonight” “Okay” I turned around and headed down the side walk towards my house. I didn’t live far from school and I always got a ride from Tay in the morning but after school I walked home. I thought it would save her some gas.
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Harry’s P.O.V
I watched her from between two cars in the parking lot as she walked with that one blonde girl down the side walk. I kept replaying our conversation that we had in the hallway in my head, my thought was interrupted by the vibration consuming through my legs. I hurried and reached for it, still keeping my eye contact on Catalina.
It was a text from Bobby; I quickly slid the screen over and clicked on the text icon.
Bobby:
Did you make a move champ?
I looked up to check on Catalina, and then replied to the text quickly.
Yeah, she forgot her book so I searched for her and gave it to her….you know she’s quite the tough cookie.
I glanced up at her again; they were now I guess in an intense conversation.
What! Then what are you doing talking to me? Go crack her or in your case….make her crumble.
I peeked up at her one more time; she was now walking by herself; lost in thought with her arms crossed turning the corner. I hurried and slipped my phone in my pocket and traced her steps; following her around the corner. I walked normal pace keeping her in eye sight; my mind told me that she knew that there was a presence behind her but she ignored it.
I watched the way she walked, the way her legs move so effortlessly in front of one another. Her hair fell ever so softly down her back; swaying with emotion. Her hips shake side to side; showing that she has a little bit of sass “Only killers follow girls home”
My thought was interrupted by that remark, she stops turning around facing me now. I walked closer keeping my cool pretending her comment didn’t faze me. “My house is down the same street, I wasn’t following you” she walked closer to me now with her arms crossed.
“Oh do you now?”
I walked even more closely to her; her face was more vivid now. I could see all her perfections and insecurities in her eyes; she broke our connection as her insecurities toke over her and stared at the ground. I grabbed her chin to pull it back up to my eye level.
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Catalina’s P.O.V
He tilted my head back to his eye level; I was going to open my mouth for protest, when he rubbed his forefinger against my bottom lip. “Are you scared of me? Angel?”
I closed my lips so I wouldn’t gasp; I formed my mouth into a hard line. How was I supposed to respond? ----Hell yes? ---Hell no? At one point I felt secure around him, but he also makes me uncomfortable; nervous.
I walk closer to him knowing what I was getting myself into “Yes—No…no…I don’t know”
He draped his hands around my hips and pulled me hard up against his stomach. I could feel each ab as it embeds into my stomach, he leans down to whisper something into my ear. I could smell his dark, earthy scent mixed with soap. I closed my eyes as I indulged into the scent “Go to Aaron’s party tomorrow”.
I with drawled from his arms, stumbling a little from his low husky voice that was whispered into my ear; regaining my balance.
My stubbornness took over than my willing to just say okay. I crossed my arms “It would be nice if you asked…….I mean you just can’t demand me” I sat there watching him struggle with a response, he softly laughed like he was sharing a private joke with himself; running his hands through his hair. He walked closer to me now, looking deep into my soul. Oh god! His eyes….His smile! “Would you like to go to Aaron’s party......With me?”
I looked away from his eye’s giving my mind a quick breather to think. Then I returned my point of view back to him “Yes……I would love to go” I turned around continued walking home “With Taylor”
I turned around to give him a quick smile.
But he was gone….again!
I really hate when he does that. Did he even hear my last remark?
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Harry’s P.O.V
I walked down the street really fast, hoping she wouldn’t catch up or see me. I stuck my hands in my pocket trying to circulate some warmth to my fingers and lost myself in thought.
*Flashback*
I was standing in the den, surrounded around a bunch of cryptic books from the 1500’s. I sat down in the biggest chair I could find—waiting for my dad to walk in.
I stared at the scenery…there was black walls trimmed with gold metal. The floor was made out of really old oak wood and I could smell the fear and deception in the room. My gazing eyes, met over by the door which my dad was walking through.
“Well son” I got up and gave him a quick hug, making sure not to crush is wings.
He led me back over to the seats to begin his talking. He stared at me intensely with burning eyes. “Are you ready for this?”
I stared out the window “No…I don’t understand why I have to do this” I ran my hands threw my hair, continuing “Why couldn’t Marcel do it?”
His face hardened “Because he deceived us, when we really needed him”
I walked over to him, now feeling bad about bringing up Marcel “Why do we…um” it was hard for me to say the word, so he finished “ have to Kill her?” he said it with amusement in his voice. Like he didn’t care I was about to take a life.
“Do you know what happened to her dad?” he said
I looked at him, sitting up straighter now….wanting…needing answers.
“You want to know why we can’t trust Marcel and how he deceived us and why he’s gone.”
I shook my head yes, as he swallowed his throat. “When Catalina Mendez was two….Your uncle (he pointed to me) My brother (then pointed to him) was going to meet up with her dad.”
I was getting lost now “I don’t get why uncle monty would meet up with Catalina’s dad”
“Okay…well” he was fighting with how to say his response easier “Catalina’s dad was an angel too…..and son….basically what I’m trying to say is…”
“When Uncle Monty went over to Catalina’s house to talk to her dad about the guide lines of being a guardian angel….things went wrong”
He fully got my attention now--- what does this have to do with Marcel?--- “When uncle Monty got to their house, Marcel was standing there over Catalina’s dad’s body with a gun in his hand……like I recall uncle Monty said he had anger and revenge in his face”
“Soooo” I said ironically
“Soooo Catalina’s dad was dead and Marcel has been gone since”
“What does this have to do with me killing Catalina?”
He fondled with the ring on is marriage finger. “Cat is half angel…half human…..she’s a nephil”
My eye’s got wide with surprise as he continued. “So that means during the month of her birthday, Marcel is able to take over her body…..and control her”
I opened my mouth in response “So we kill her….to stop this?”
He shook his head; I looked away out the window. So dumb!
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I copied some not all, and i did that because i think she's a wonderful, staggering, marvelous writer so i was using some of her ideas to spice up my story...plus this is the only story i did that to not any other. But sorry i made you mad.....and oh by the way love, very classy for you to write this, your sure a lady :) P.S i don't think i;m going to hell for copying some words from a book.
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