Fallen Angel

Iris!

Yelling was wasn't working, nothing was. Not knowing what else to do, Tohr did the last thing he could think of. Holding her with one arm, he cupped her face with the other and kissed her.

Iris Came awake with a gasp. She looked up at him for a second before she started crying. she didn't know why but she held onto him tightly. she didn't want to go back to sleep. Not yet he could still be there waiting her dreams.

Tohr held her close, his own breathing fast and heavy. That kiss- she had tasted so sweet, so addictive that he found himself wanting more,found his body aching for more.

Iris, tell me little one what has hurt you. Please.

Please. That was a word he had never used before so why start now?

"A-A-A Dr-Dream." she said shaking violently. "He-he- The -The room was so-so dark and ..and it was getting smaller and smaller and He-." she said crying again as she held onto him. she didn't want ot relive that It had been horrible.

Tohr scowled. The SOB would pay if he had anything to do with it. As he thought of various ways to make him pay, his hand went to the small of her back and he slowly rubbed it.

Iris, it is over, he can not hurt you here. I will not allow him to. Shh little one, stop the tears.

Slowly the tears stopped and she just sort of laid in his arms staring at his chest. He was Naked ! she'd only just relised it. he had a delisious body. Trying to distract her self she looked up at him taking a deeb breath. "I... I think i'm ok now. Thank you.I Need to go splash my face with water" she said kissing his cheek gently before standing up and headin to the bathroom without another word . Once she was in there she splashed her face with water staring at the mirror. Never before had she had any bad nightmares like that. None so Vivid and real.It was like she had transported to that place and it was happening.

Tohr watched her go, curious about her more and more. Never had any female made him burn like her. That simple kiss... He had had fallen, demon, angels, vamps, witches- those immortals didn't make him burn like she did. It bothered him on many levels. He merely sat there, waiting for her to come out. Tohr had to make sure she was ok before going back to bed.

Iris took another deep breath straightenin her self out before coming out of the bathrom. She jumped slightly when he was still there but smiled walking back over to the bed. She had a feeling she knew what he was going to say. "I'm Fine. Seriously. You Can go sleep. I'm sorry i woke you. It won't happen again." she said climbing back into the bed under the coversagain watching as he left.

Back in his bedroom, Tohr took another shower to cool off. It didn't help. Getting out, he laid back on his bed. Tossing and turning, Tohr finally fell into a troubled sleep. Dreams plagued him where she was reaching for him and he was unable to get to her in time and he watched in horror as Liam took her, mating with her over and over. He could hear her screams.

Iris woke the next day after getting a bit of sleep. Sighing she stood and dressed in a pair of skinny black jeans and a purple top with her waist coat. She wondered if she could get back to work today. She Needed to money to save up and get a new apartment. Stupid warlock things. Though she still doubted her being a witch. Brushing her hair up into a ponytail she clipped it up and headed towards the kitchen. Finding no one there she made her self and Tohr a coffee incase he woke up as well. Sitting down at the table she stared outside.

Tohr wandered in in just boxer shorts. He wandered over to the coffee pot without even seeing her. SLeep had been maybe 2 hours tops. That damned dream kept coming back. Grabbing a cup, he poured himself a cup and drank it black. Looking out the window by the sink, he could see a storm moving in. Black clouds began to creep closer and he knew it would be a doozy. Scowling, the winds began to pick up outside as he thought of the dream, of Liam and what he was doing to Iris. Growling low, he grabbed the cup harder. It shattered and the hot liquid inside hit his hands.

Shit!

Iris watched him. There was a cup of coffee out for hime already justl ike he had had it when he'd came into the coffee shop the other day. He was probably tired. She continued to watch him jumping up when he shattered the cup. "Tohr!" she shouted clicking her fingers infront of him so he saw her. "Are you ok ? Sit down and let me get a cloth to wipe your hand down with." she said gently nudging him towards the table before getting a cloth once he'd sat down she cleaned his hand up. They were bleading slightly as well. Rinsing the cloth then turnded back to himwrapping it arund his hand then handed him the other cup of coffee. Still warm. Good. She looked up at him. "Here Keep that hand wrapped in that cloth and try not to break that cup while i clena up. Do tyou have a mop around ?" she asked looking around. "Why did you shatter the cup ?2 she asked frowning while she looked for the mop.

He stared at her, for some odd reason he couldn't get his brain to work.

Mop?

His head hurt bad and his body ached every where. Sipping the coffee he looked at her.

Umm, closet by the fridge.

Why had he shattered the cup, hell he couldn't even remember pouring the coffee.

Iris smiled as she grabbed the mop and with the brush next to it. Sweeping up the cup remains she chucked it in the bin then started mopping up the coffee. There had been loads of acciendents like this in the coffee shop so she new just how to make it look like nothing went wrong. She smiled up at him he still looked out of it. "Drink up you'll feel more awake and better. Promise." she said before washing the mop out.

He watched her closely trying to figure out if she had somehow put a spell on him. Unlikely since she had no clue about the witch in her. Taking another sip he spoke.

You can not leave this flat without me. THey will be looking for you. Warlocks can be dangerous when crossed.

CLosing his eyes, he leaned back against the chair.

Iris stopped and scowled. She turned to him. "Your Kidding me ? I have a job i have to do." she said. She didn't like the fact that he was telling her what to do. she didn't like it. thats what the warlocks had been doing to her in the first place. The reason why she had wanted out. The reason why she lived on her own. So people couldm dominate her. And order her around she didn't like being told what to do.

He was so tired.

I say this for your own good little one. You may go but then I would have to follow to protect you. On your own they will capture you easily.

Tohr opened his eyes and looked at her. He had the sudden urge take her back to his room and show her what a true fallen could do.

Iris's mood suddenly changed. "Yea because i'd like to be stalked again." she said glaring she finished off her coffee and washed the cup up before turning back to him. "I do Not. Repeat. DO. Not. Like to be told what to do. I have a job to do everyday which i have to do to get Money for a New apartment,. and i'm sure you have a job as well. I am not going to sit here all day stuck in this house just so you can do your job. So I Don't care if this is for my own good. Don't tell me what to do." she said before stalking out to her room. once in her room she glared at the door which didn't have a lock on and headed to the bathroom with her book that did. locking the door behund her she ran a bath and undressed climbing in she read her book.

Tohr finished his coffee and got up to follow her. Hearing the water running, his mind came up will all sorts of images of her. He shook his head and knocked on the door.

Iris, little one, let's talk this over. I have no job unless contracted. I did nt say you could not work. I..I do not wish you to be hurt again. If you want I will come with you and sit in the shop all day.

Why was she being so stubborn he thought. He places his forehead against the door and tried to calm down. Between the anger at her stubbornness and his body reacting to the images the water was giving him, his mood was going south fast.

Iris Ignored him. She didn't want him following her. she wanted to be left alone. She liked the peace of being by her self and if this was the only way to get it then dear god she wasn't coming out yet.Climbing into the bath she let out a little moan at how good the hot water felt then leaned back Closing her eyes she relaxed ignoring Tohr. she didn't care if she was being stubborn.

Tohr moaned. Damn her. Snarling he headed for the gym. He needed a female, hell needed her but since that wasn't happening he figured to work off the excess energy. Adding to his normal weights, he laid on the bench and started. Staring at the ceiling, all he could think of was her He ached in a way he never had before and it ticked him off.

Iris Sighed. Maybe she shouldn't of been so Stubborn. The water swirled and swished around her as she read her book relaxing her. She should go apollogize to him. But He shouldn't of Ordered her around in the first place. Even if it was for her own good. Finishing in the bathtub she climbed out and dressed again before going into the bedrooom after cleaning up in the bathroom. Heading over to the window she saw the storm clouds and sighed. It was raining heavily as well. Another day of not going to work. She decieded to change out of the clothes and into some warm flannel pajamas' he'd supplied her and headed to the living room going onto the laptop he said she could use.

Done with the gym, he headed to his room, showered and put on some sweats. Tohr sat on the bed and thought about what he should do. Tv, felt like watching some Tv. Getting up he headed for the living room, and doing his best to ignore her, sat on the couch and put on the news. HIs hair was still wet from the shower and his skin glistened. Tohr's eyelids slowly began to close. He fought sleep even though he needed it bad.

Iris Glanced up at him then turned back to the computer. she turned to say something again but saw he had fallen asleep. Quietly she stood up and went to go get a blanket from her room because she wasn't sure which room was his then came back into the living room and wrapped it around him turning the news down slightly and watched him sleep fro a moment sighing before going backto the lap top.

In his sleep he called for her, his hand reaching for her. The dream was back and more vivid then ever. He could hear her screams. WHen he tried to move, he discovered he was chained to a wall. Chained and forced to watch. Her eyes pleaded with him, full of tears and Liam violated her over and over again. Watched as Liam took Tohr's own dagger and slit her throat. Tohr screamed and bolted from the couch, snarling and ready to battle.