*Under reconstruction* Obsession (Sebastian Sallow x O.C)

Chapter 2 - Incendio

The smell of books, sandalwood and sunset.

Sebastian reminded me of home.

My emotions were all jumbled up. I wasn't sure what to feel, though I was mostly confused—maybe a bit flustered.

Why now?

What changed?

When did it change?

Why me?

It felt like my chest was about to burst. The Undercroft spun around in my vision. I was going deaf from the sounds of my heart drumming loudly through my ear. 

I needed to get away.

But my body couldn't comprehend my demands to leave.

Sebastian stood up. His gentle eyes surveyed my every move, contemplating what to do next. The scared look I showed compelled him to stay where he was.

Slowly, he took one step closer to me and another and another and another, until his tall figure towered over my small self.

I was frozen in place.

I looked away.

Unconsciously, I took a step back but Sebastian stopped me from doing so by placing a hand on the small of my back, pushing me towards him instead.

Our chests collided and the smell of sandalwood and parchment invaded my nose—and a little bit of the musky smell of burnt wood.

At this point, I was ready to vomit out my heart and I was sure he could feel how my heart was going utterly mad—so was his.

With his free hand, Sebastian held my chin, dragging it gently to look at him. He leaned down, our faces only inches apart. His breathe tickled my skin and the touch of his rough hand caressing my heated cheeks made my breath hitch.

"I want you to be mine, Athea..." He whispered with a sultry voice.

The knots in my stomach tightened.

This was all too sudden. A million thoughts came to mind as I felt myself panic.

Was he tired of all the other girls? Was I a replacement? A convenient person to have since I was close and he knew I would always be there for him?

No. Sebastian wouldn't think like that...right?

But I needed time.

I peeled myself away from Sebastian's warmth, my body screaming for his touch but I continued to move away from him and towards the entrance of the Undercroft.

The confusion and hurt he quickly displayed made my chest tighten, suffocating me.

Am I doing the right thing?

His eyes pleaded for me to stay.

Sebastian extended his hand towards me, his brown eyes silently screaming, begging me not to go—I didn't want to.

But I needed to.

I needed to sort out my feelings first. I would never risk our friendship for a silly crush but then again—this was already a risk in itself.

"Please...give me some time..." I whispered, hoping that Sebastian could understand.

Before leaving the Undercroft, I gave one final glance towards him and for a second, I thought I saw his eyes glistened with tears.

As I exited the winding clock that held our haven, I could faintly hear things being thrown and broken—his silent screams of agony echoed in my heart as I walked away.