Forbidden: Book One of Wild Sky Saga (7 page)

Israel walked over to her and sat down at the edge of her bed. He had a relived and calm look on his
face.

She looked at him and waited for him to say something. She couldn’t believe he was
there.

He was looking down at her hands. He slowly moved his hand towards hers and he took her left hand into
his. Moving onto his knees onto her bed, he placed her hand against his solar plexus. It’s where he felt everything, because it’s where the soul admits
itself.

His eyes glistened like diamonds refracting light. She stared at him and looked calm, but her heart pounding would tell you
different.

“I need you to trust everything I show you.” He spoke in a soft
tone.

He took her hand off and held onto her wrist moving his thumb over her beauty
marks.

She noticed him staring at the constellation on her arm. He looked back up at her with an intensity, and slowly, taking his time, unsure of how she would react, he leaned in and very gently kissed her
mouth.

Aira closed her eyes feeling a rush through her body like a vast flowing river. Nothing else existed in that
moment.

Aira opened her eyes to the sound of her alarm. 7:00 am Sunday morning. She had forgotten to turn it off for the weekend. Of course. She slowly sat
up.

Remembering the dream she touched her mouth. She could still feel the coldness of his dusted, blushed over lips, and his smell. It was so calming to her. He didn’t wear cologne or anything, it was just
him.

Aware it was Sunday, in an instant she stumbled quickly out of bed and over to her
window.

Moving her curtains out of the way, she saw a cloudless day with the early morning sun still rising. She smiled with
relief.

Aira grabbed some clothes and had a quick shower. Letting the water fall down her face, she re-played the dream over and over in her head. It was so vivid, it seemed real to
her.

She had felt everything, even the pulsating of her own heart when she had looked into those strange and beautiful eyes. Whatever was behind them seemed to go on forever. She looked down at the beauty marks on her wrist and moved her fingers across them. She thought about what he had said, but she couldn’t understand it. It made no
sense.

After her shower she dried off, put on her mustard-colored bikini, some black short shorts, and a light, loosely fit sweater. She brushed her hair, put on a bit of foundation, some of her favorite lotion, a very subtle calming vanilla, and some lip
balm.

Walking back into her room, she grabbed her purse and went downstairs. David was watching Sunday morning
cartoons.

Aira walked into the kitchen. Her mom was making fruit smoothies and Barry was sitting at the kitchen table doing a word puzzle in the newspaper. It looked like he was really
concentrating.

“Did you have a good sleep?” Maddy asked, throwing some strawberries into the
blender.

“Ya,” Aira smiled to herself thinking of her
dream.

“What are you smirking
about?”

“Nothing…” She shook her head slightly leaning against the counter, “I just had a good
sleep.”

“Well, can I make you a smoothie?” Maddy
smiled.

“Ya, it looks delicious.” Aira went and sat down at the table with
Barry.

“What’s a nine letter word for cryptic?” Barry asked both of them, looking up for only a
second.

“Ambiguous,” Aira answered almost
immediately.

“How did you get to be so smart? I’ve been stuck on this for almost twenty
minutes.”

“I actually did that puzzle
yesterday.”

Maddy
grinned.

“Hmm,” Barry paused for a second feeling a little better about his smarts. “How long did it take you?” He continued to
ask.

“About five seconds.” Maddy tried to not laugh, and looked at Barry with an endearing
smile.

“I’m gonna spend the day with Avery, we’re gonna go to the
lake.”

“Well, it’s a good day to do it. We probably only have about another week of this nice weather. Just try and not to be too late, you have school tomorrow.” Maddy walked over and handed them each a
smoothie.

“Where’s O’ Romeo? He’s usually knocking at the door by now.” Barry asked in a nonchalant smart ass kind of
way.

“Actually, it’s over,” Aira
answered.

“Oh lord, what did he do now?” Maddy asked, sounding expectant of it, but disappointed for her
daughter.

“Probably just being himself,” Barry
answered.

Maddy looked at Barry. “Oh stop
it.”

Aira bit her lip and smirked because she knew he was
right.

“You’re still young, and you’re beautiful, I wouldn’t worry about it too much. Have you thought about what you wanted to do yet after
graduation?”

“I don’t know… Probably catch up on sleep.” Maddy shook her head, grinning at her
daughter.

“Actually, do you guys mind if I take this upstairs, I really need to finish some
homework.”

“No, honey, you go ahead,” Maddy
answered.

Aira grabbed her smoothie, taking a drink as she stood up and walked upstairs to her
room.

Maddy shook her head, looking at
Barry.

Israel was still sleeping. His door was open and his father stood at the doorway. He could sense his father, so he opened his eyes and looked over to
him.

“Your boss called. Three buses have come in, he wants you there by
noon.”

Israel’s father looked like him, except he had lighter hair and a beard. Kind of gruff, like a well-groomed bush man. He was warm looking and most of the time very composed and
quiet.

Israel was disappointed. He grabbed onto his blanket and rolled over, putting his pillow over his head. He was wearing dark blue, plaid pajama pants and a
T-shirt.

“You’ve been exhausting yourself. Why didn’t you wait until after graduation to get a job? If you need money
—”

Israel rolled over and sat
up.

“No… I want to do this myself. I’m making payments on something, it’s almost paid off anyways.” Israel rubbed his eyes, still half
asleep.

“I know he’s probably not the easiest person to work
with.”

“It’s fine, Dad.” His father
laughed.

“Alright, well, your mother’s making breakfast if you’re hungry.” He tapped on the door frame and walked
out.

Israel fell back onto his bed wanting to sleep more, but slowly pulled himself out of bed, grabbed his sweater off his chair and walked out of his
room.

Hours went by. It was almost
noon.

Israel walked into work. Though he was disappointed, he had reasons for not asking for the day off. He pulled his sweater over his head, pulling his T-shirt down so it didn’t come off with the sweater and he hung it up in the back
room.

While Israel put on his dishwashing apron, his boss, doing paper work in one of the booths, glanced over at him, then quickly went back to his
work.

Aira was sitting on her bed doing homework waiting for Avery. Her phone began to vibrate. Excited it might be them, she picked up her phone and looked. There was a text from
Jaidas.

Babe I’m
sorry
.

Aira just looked blankly at it and threw her phone on her
bed.

A car honked loudly more than
once.

She closed her books and went
downstairs.

Jaidas was sitting at the side of a dirt road in his car. He rubbed the bottom of his chin with the back of his fingers looking at his phone. You could tell he was in deep thought, upset
perhaps.

“Jaidas, what’s up? Come on.” Harlem walked over to the car from where they had set up to
camp.

Jaidas looked down at his phone one more time, then he threw it onto the passenger seat and got
out.

“You gotta see this,” Harlem laughed, and they walked back to the camp
site.

Avery was already inside talking to Maddy and
Barry.

“Ready?” Avery asked. Aira
smiled.

“He has to work,” Avery said, sounding disappointed for her. Aira’s smile quickly
fell.

“It sucks, I know,” Avery replied to the look on Airas
face.

“Who has to work?” Maddy asked
curiously.

“No one,” Aira answered, quickly trying to dismiss the
conversation.

“Alright, Avery, spill the beans,” Barry
smirked.

Aira got tense and quickly grabbed onto Avery’s hand and dragged her to the
door.

“Sorry, Mr. Valentine, she would never forgive me.” When they got outside, Aira closed the
door.

Barry laughed and Maddy had a look on her face. “Here we
go.”

“I’m never gonna hear the end of this now,” Aira spoke in dread. Her parents like to raz Aira, but it embarrassed
her.

Avery just smiled at her. “Wait until Jaidas finds
out.”

“He won’t. There’s nothing to find
out.”

“Aira, you shouldn’t worry about what he thinks, he doesn’t care about anything other than
himself.”

“I don’t... care,” she lied. She was a little worried, mostly about how he would react. He already seemed to have a beef with Israel for some
reason.

Aira slid into the back seat of Joshua’s car. Joshua was on the phone. Avery got into the front, closed the door and turned around and looked at
Aira.