To Catch a Rebel Kiss Scene Alternate Point of View
- Precious Dikko
- Mar 9, 2022
- 2 min read
Today I want to give you an alternate point of view of *that* kiss scene from To Catch a Rebel from David's point because he's my favourite character and well, why not?
So on to the scene.
I held her close and she clung miserably to me. I hated seeing people so vulnerable especially her.
"I'm so sorry, my little dove. That you had to see that."
She only knew the boy for less than a month but it affected more than I thought it would. After her father this was the final straw.
I let her go, as she looked up at me. Even with her teary eyes she was a beautiful girl. But behind that beauty was an insatiable wildness about her. Before I could ask her about it, she pulled me down with a strength I didn't know she had and kissed me. My eyes widened. The rational thing would be to push her away and let her know why we couldn't be doing this. Unfortunately, I was beyond thinking. All I could do was feel. Feel how miserable she was, how she wrongly thought this was what she needed and how I regretfully wanted this.
I gathered her against me, relishing the sweet and bitter taste of her lips, the way he delicate curves fit perfectly against my body. As if, impossible as it was, we were made for each other. A growl erupted from my mouth as I lined her against the wall, my hand getting caught on the edge of her nightgown. Her kiss was passionate if a little inexperienced but I didn't care. She was mine. I promptly let go of her, Where did that come from?
It wasn't until I looked at her bedraggled hair and swollen lips that I had realized what I had done. My God, I was sick. She was only a child how could I even think of... I backed away but her eyes were still wide like a doe's and I couldn't ignore the confusion flitting in and out of them.
"I'm so sorry", I said. "I didn't mean to... You don't need that right now and it can't happen again, I'm sorry." I was breathless as I looked at Aria, the princess, my charge, standing in front of me.
If anyone else had the same thoughts towards her that I did, what was left of them would never be found. I would make sure of it.
Aria gave a little gasp and ran back inside her room. I ached to follow her to make sure she was okay but the other guards behind me would me wanting a briefing. I mechanically told them everything was fine now, my head in the moment of giving and receiving directions while my heart was behind that door.
So who needs a fan after that scene?
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