Her Hell

DISCLAIMER : I do not now nor have I ever had ownership of the Witch Hunter Robin characters or original story idea. The chapters written here however are mine, please do not reproduce

I HUMBLY APOLOGIZE!! I swear I did not intend for this to take as long as it did to update. But I will NOT force myself to write when I\'m not inspired to do so. It takes away from the story and frustrates me with the end result making me lose interest in it quickly.
Now that Distance Changes Nothing is complete maybe I can devote more time to the other stories I have posted. *whimpers in defeat*

Well another chappy another cliff hanger, maybe? Maybe not! Eh...read on...


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Chapter 13:

Robin forced herself to remain focused on her work, ignoring the sounds of Amon\'s approach she continued to clean. A nervous energy slowly building inside her, she could smell the lingering scent of the soap he\'d just washed with. When she felt his hand on her shoulder she froze, unable to move, or react, much less think.

Reaching across her, he removed the cloth from he hand. Turning her gently towards him, when she refused to meet his gaze he gently lifted her chin with his index finger. \"Robin..\" he said with a soft commanding tone. Finally allowing him to look directly into her eyes he spoked again, softer this time...\"Are you afraid of me Robin?\" She slowly shook her head. \"I will not hurt you, you trust me right?\" He asked further, taking her hand he guided her to the living room, he took his seat motioning for her to sit beside him.

Once settled he took a few minutes to gather his wits, he wanted to say something to settle her nerves, make her relax around him but he wasn\'t sure what to say. If he were honest that would startle her, a girl of her upbringing wouldn\'t think of the things he\'d been thinking of. If he confessed something he wasn\'t sure of it would make things uncomfortable for him. He didn\'t want a love struck teenage girl clinging to him out of false hope. Heded ded to know what SHE was thinking first and foremost.

\"What are you thinking about Robin?\" He asked, scanning her features in an attempt to read her thoughts. \"I don\'t understand\" She stated simply, he\'d always admired her honesty, and her forth coming nature.

\"What don\'t you understand?\" He hoped with his encouragement she would open up and not leave things unsaid. She still could not force her self to look at him. Softly she replied \"I don\'t understand why you kissed me, either time, and why you treat me so coldly afterwards.....do....do I kiss badly?\" She asked. Stunned he sat there silent for a moment.

She\'s not angry? Or offended? She really doesn\'t understand. \"Robin, you kiss fine it\'s just that....you don\'t understand what....what I mean is with your upbringing you don\'t know what...men...people do when they...\"

Finally turning to look at him she asked innocently \"When they what?\" His body felt like it was suddenly immersed in flames when he gazed into her innocent green eyes. Her face lit up like a curious angel. He wanted to be the one to show her the things she\'d never known, explore the passion he was sure lay just beneath the surface.

Raising his hand to her face he gently brushed her cheek with tips of his fingers. \"Robin do you ever think about guys? I mean like kissing and things of that nature?\" He asked honestly. She blushed furiously, ducking her head downwards in embarrassment. He smiled slightly allowing her a moment to calm herself.

\"Robin it\'s perfectly normal, I have those thoughts myself\" he confessed. He wasn\'t sure if she would understand, he hoped she would. He studied her reaction as she turned to face him again...her blush still lingering on her cheeks. He wanted to kiss her but withheld the urge. He did not want to harm her, hurt her or make her fear him. He wanted the easy interaction they had back.

Robin\'s heart fluttered wildly within her chest. Amon sit beside her, consoling her? Did he feel guilty for kissing her? Why did he kiss her? She hoped upon hope that it was because he cared for her, yet she feared it was out of pure loneliness. She understood men had desires, but Amon was not one who would take advantage of a woman because of ‘need\' was he? She had once thought she knew this man beside her, now she was not so sure. His actions were a perpetual roller coaster ride. In recent weeks she had begun to feel Amon was more of a stranger than a partner. Just what WAS he thinking, about her, about the kisses they had shared. Those were questions only he could answer, and she dare not ask....at least not at the moment.

Amon watched her face flicker from one emotion to another, he saw the confusion radiate from her eyes. \"Robin, I\'m sorry if I have offended you, or frightened you...that...that was not my intention\" he explained gently. Daring to continue he did just that...\"It shouldn\'t have happened Robin, but I won\'t lie to you, not now, not after what we have been through...\" he remained silent for a moment more, desperately trying to decipher her expression. Taking a slow shallow breath, he continued speaking \"Robin, I cannot help but find you attractive\" he spoke softly, as if those words were a silent confession unto himself. He fought to look to her eyes, he felt something foreign to him, something he hadn\'t felt since childhood.......

He felt fear


What had happened shouldn\'t have happened truly, but part of him had no regrets other than the way it seemed to be affecting her. She was no extraordinary beauty, she had a clean natural beauty which drew attention, it was the purity of her soul, the grace of her heart, and the tenderness of her smile which captured you, claimed part of your being. It was what made Robin who she was. That was her gift to the world, and to him. Now this girl, a decade younger than himself had him fearful of her....he had opened the walls completely to her. Only Robin had that gift, she read him like a lifelong lover.

\"Amon,....why is it.....wrong\" slowly turning her gaze to meet his she sought an answer, but in her heart she knew it already.

Amon gave her the same excuse he\'d been feeding himself for so long \"Your so young, Robin...you are so innocent, and pure...you are light, I am dark...\" In his mind he knew the real reason.....he didn\'t deserve her, she was a myth for a man like him...a figment of his fantasies. Even if he could reach out and touch her physical form, and gods how he wanted to do that, more and more each day. He had to control the urges that boiled in his blood for her, gods only knew how he would do it.

Robins dreams were crushed as quickly as they were answered. The man she\'d fallen in love with had told her he was interested but rejected her in the same breath. How could something so beautiful be so ugly and tarnished. Would they have stood a chance if she were older? Would there ever be a time when he wasn\'t afraid of her age? Was that the true reason he was in such turmoil to begin with? All the answers she thought she had flew out the window, she could think no more....

Slowly she attempted to stand, at first Amon was hesitant to remove his hand from hers. She saw the anxiety in his features. She\'s become skilled at reading his stony expression. She did not want to leave him here with this quandary hanging over his head. Slowly she leaned in....her heart pressing her onward, she gently kissed his lips. As she broke the kiss, she was stopped by his hands on her shoulders. Their eyes locked for a moment...a slow shaky breath escaped Amon\'s lips, she felt his hands tremble against her body where he grasp her. He pulled her back into a tender, emotion filled kiss. Never breaking the barrier of her lips. Slowly he pushed her away......Rising to his feet he strode towards his bedroom door. Stopping just inside his door he spoke softly \"I\'m sorry Robin\" the words stung her heart. She could have swore she heard the door to her heart slam shut that very moment.




Sorry for the long long long delay on updating/writing/generalized thinking. I\'ve been kinda in a funk creatively. Will TRY to update again soon.