Black Nightingale- Chapter 6- The Nightmares Are Back

Black Nightingale- The Prey That Hunts Back

Due to violence, language and some sexual content.

Previously on Black Nightingale- Read Chapter 5 HERE

Chapter 6- The Nightmares Are Back

That night I gave myself time to sleep and recharge. I know the fight is coming and I’ll really need my strength and I knew Greg was on the night shift so I trusted him to keep the killer at bay, just for the night. Another hidden truth. I couldn’t quite bring myself down from our kiss. My first kiss with Greg. Something, that up until the moment it happened I didn’t think it ever would. Let alone it being something I even wanted to happen in the first place. My romantic drama was getting in the way of my protecting the women who walk the streets of a once very vibrant city. And suddenly it dawned on me. What if I can’t focus on my true purpose once I let myself fall for Greg? I mean like really fall. Because just one look into his eyes after that kiss was enough for me to know that I could stare into those eyes forever. And that became a knawing feeling in the pit of my stomach. All night. All morning.

Nevina Luna does not need anyone. She doesn’t gawk at men over petty romantic advances. She doesn’t place her value on whether or not a man finds her attractive or worthy. She’s worthy because she simply says so. And yet, Gregory Gavin is not just any man. He’s damn near the perfect man. A man who knows my insecurities, my pain, my tenderness, and all of my secrets. And that quite frankly scares the living hell out of me. I can’t put up a front with Greg. I won’t be able to. He knows me too well.

All morning it was like a vicious cycle in my mind. Playing over, and over, and over again. Like a lab rat spinning on its wheel. Like a Merry go round. A Ferris wheel. The repetitiveness of it all was driving me crazy! Until I gave in and finally just texted Greg to meet me at our bench in the park just around 11 am.  

Nevina smiles nervously at Greg. 

“Hey, What’s the matter?” he asks innocently, kicking her foot with his as they share a park bench, just a few blocks away from the café.

“Nothing,” she says, trying not to get lost in his eyes. 

“Luna, come on, you know you can’t lie to me.” he says, his eyes kind and knowing. 

“That’s the problem,” Nevina says, her eyes not able to meet his. 

“What do you mean?” he asks. 

“I feel like after what happened between us…I feel like I can’t talk to you the way that I used to. My once no filter banter suddenly feels very filtered.”

“Well, I thought we had agreed to just act like that never happened.” he says, his eyes burning into hers.

“I know that’s what we said. What I said. But how can I possibly do that, when all I can think about is kissing you?”

“Filtered you say?” he says laughing. 

“I’m sorry. I’m not trying to make this weird. But I-“

“I can’t stop thinking about it either Nevina.”

“SO what does that mean then? Where do we go from here?”
“Where do you want it to go?” he asks. 

“I know that you’re my best friend and I never wanna lose that. And I’m worried that if we veer off into this whole new… thing. I worry that things could get-“

“Complicated?” he asks.

“Well I was going to say messy, but sure let’s use your word. It’s much more graceful.”

He chuckles. And it’s a genuine sound, one that comes right from the gut. Greg looks over at Nevina, his eyes blinking back a sweet twinkle. 

And suddenly she realizes the sound had made her stomach tighten and fill with flutter. 

“Greg, I don’t know how to navigate this. Or these feelings. I mean tell me, how have you managed to keep this in for so long?”

“I’ve had a lot of practice,” he says smiling with a slight cock of his head. 

“I’m serious.” she says.

“So am I. I told you Nev. I’ve been in love with you for a long time. I guess the longer it goes on, the easier it gets to hide.”

“What if I don’t wanna hide it though…” she says flirtatiously. Her mind left to ponder a variety of possibilities.  

“Look if you’re serious then we can talk about it. I mean Luna, you’re all I’ve ever wanted. So if you’re into giving this a chance with us. I am ALL in.” He says his eyes laser focused on Nevina’s.


“Yea. Hell yea.” he says smirking and nodding.

“But what if we ruin it?”

“Won’t know unless we try.” he says shrugging.

“I mean all last night and this morning I was just running through all the things that could go so wrong. What if I’m a terrible girlfriend? 

“That’s highly unlikely. But relax girl, no one said anything about you being my girlfriend.”

“Oh so then you’d be totally fine with this being a casual thing, then. My occasional guy.” she says smirking, as her hand slides down his chest, knowing full well that will get to him. 

“AH haha, yea no, if we do this, I’m going to take up all of your time, you won’t have any left for any other guys.” he says, wrapping his arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. 

“Hmmm, interesting.”

“What?” he whispers. 

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say that you might kinda sorta wanna kiss me.”

“Considering, I’m crazy about you, yea I’d say that’s a pretty safe assumption.” he says smirking as their lips dance around each other playfully.

Until Nevina’s had enough, she laughs, rolls her eyes and pulls him by the shirt and into a kiss. 

Greg smirks against her lips as he kisses her back, deepening their kiss.

Nevina lets it go on for a while, as her brain loses all control of her lips. Her heart skipping beats, her stomach fluttering.

Greg’s grip on her hips becomes a bit more snug, not aggressive, but definitely wanting. Which was sexy as hell. How long have I gone not realizing how just the mere touch of his hand can set me on fire. Send my soul into a tailspin.

Kissing him was like an out of body experience for me. I can just imagine what it would be like to have sex with him.

Sex! With Greg. Gregory Gavin. The boy next door. Your best friend since like the 3rd grade. Nevina Luna shame on you.

And suddenly a flash of The Black Hawk bolts through my mind. Vanquishing all that is good. I instinctively find myself pushing Greg away. The look on his face one of pure confusion and worry.

“Hey, we don’t have to rush this. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to-“

“No… no you didn’t. I wanted to kiss you. I really want to kiss you. I mean I wish we could just do that all night long.”

Greg smirks sheepishly as he gives me a flirty look, his eyebrows raising.

“Well then…” he says lacing his fingers through mine, his lips finding their way to my neck.

My eyes begin to close as I tighten my grip around his hands. He chuckles as he smirks down at me, placing a teasing kiss on my lips.

I see his face. In that dark alley. Night smoke rolling in. Deep dark eyes staring into mine. Wanting to claim me. Gut me like a fish. Like one of the first girls to die in a horror slasher. The Black Hawk. I can feel him. Smell him. He consumes my tender moment with Greg turning it into a near nightmare. I gasp, my eyes opening wildly, as I step back away from Greg’s embrace.  

“Hey…Nev…you ok?” he says reaching for me.

I swallow hard. My mind a hazy mess. Stuck between my hormonal surge toward Greg and my deep sole purpose of avenging my sister’s death and ridding this world of the Black Hawk.

I shake my head, creating more distance between us.

“I can’t do this.” I say, the words flying out of my mouth before I even get the chance to object.

“Nev? Don’t.” he says as the heartbreak begins to flood his beautiful face.

“You’re a distraction. A really sexy distraction. But a distraction. I can’t be distracted right now.” I say shaking my head as I step backward, my eyes not wanting to leave his.

“We can work on this together Nev. You know I will help you any way that I can.”

“It’s not about that Greg. I need to focus. And being around you, I won’t be able to do that.”

“I’m sorry you feel that way. But I’m just so confused.” He says.

“I’m sorry. I just don’t feel like I can fully be present and enjoy you with all this insanity with the Black Hawk going on. I’m not trying to play with your heart here. I promise. I’m just…stressed. Please don’t hate me.” I beg clasping my hands together in front of my chest in a prayer like gesture.

“It’s not possible for me to hate you.  Ever.” He says shaking his head.

I bring my hand to my lips and placing a kiss on it, I blow it over to him.

“Thank you. Soon. Ok? When all this is over. You and me. Soon. I promise.” I say slowly walking away as he nods. The pain on his face pretty evident.

Nevina walks to her door, as Greg reaches his door next store. He looks over.

“Hey Luna, don’t disappear on me though ok? We’re still friends. And if you ever need anything, you know I’m always here. We don’t have to make out anymore, until you’re ready.” He says with a small but silly smile. But I know he’s just putting on a brave face.

I smile at him, my heart breaking. My legs, with a mind of their own walk over to him. My eyes glued to his, my hands cup his face. His beard stubble prickly beneath my hands. My lips cover his instinctively. It was a good bye kiss that felt like it lasted forever.

Greg stunned at first, reacted rather quickly as his arms wrap tightly around my waist. My stomach flipping and fluttering. Am I going to be able to stay away from this delicious man? How has it taken me so long to realize these huge feelings for him have been bottled up inside me all these years?

“Nev…your killing me.” He whispers against my lips. His eyes closed.

“Sorry. Just wanted one for the road.”  I say pulling away as I look at him sheepishly.

He licks his lips as he shakes his head at me. His eyes falling on mine.

“Luna turn around and get in that apartment of yours, before I kiss you again.”

“Don’t tell me what to do,” I say giving him my usual sass.

He chuckles.

“Soon right?” he asks

“Soon.” I reply with a small smile, as my hand reaches my door knob.

“Alright well, I’m gonna hold you to that.” He says winking at me as he walks into his apartment.

“Damn, Luna. You’re in trouble.” I whisper to myself as I enter my apartment.



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