Chapter 7

It was a very long and cold night, one of many over the years that make up the story of Rocky and Bea. I'm not entirely sure how to make it any shorter. I woke up quite late, stretching myself out on my bed, trying to reach out to Joey, for I needed his warmth but I was surprised that he wasn't there at my reach.

"I could remember we slept here together on this bed; where could he have gone to this early in the morning?" I thought to myself, glanced around with my eyes partly open.

Then, I got out of bed to take a look around the house as I walked down the stairs, I felt a strange electricity in my body. I paused and looked downwards, in-between my thighs as I felt this hot liquid coming out of me. I pulled my legs apart, and took my time to look at my womanhood. "Oh my God!"  I gasped at the sight, and as I touched the liquid, brought it closer to my nose, "Oh noooo... I just-!" I exclaimed, pausing for a moment to observe myself carefully. " What, the, Fuck! Gosh! I've done it again!" At the sight of his semen, I just felt I was headed for hurt again, not minding if it's going to happen for real or not. And then, the only answer I got was, "And then you had sex with him? That's what this is!" I felt hot tears wanting to fall but I held on, and my thoughts continued to run wild. "I knew it! And now you see... he's nowhere to be seen. He has left you again!" I said with a hurt tone.  With tears rolling from my eyes, I could remember he's just a guy I just met a few hours ago. 

Swiftly, I went directly to clean myself up in the bathroom. Shaking in anger, I continued into the living room to my complete shock of him standing there without saying a word. Taking a deep breath, I then asked with a threatening tone, "how dare you walk away from my room like that?" But with tears of defeat in my eyes, I took a step closer to him, and held him by the shoulders, so he was looking at me in my still staring face. And all I said to him was, "why did you leave me in bed like that? I wanted you to hold me.." I stressed, rubbing my face on his hairy chest. I knew if I said anything that would make him mad, I would hurt myself with the words I said.

When I felt his hand move on me again, I was completely stunned. I lost control of my breathing, as if I was screaming at the top of my voice. Feeling him on top of me, his body covering mine, I pulled myself up and pushed him back down. I had never felt this way in my life, I never wanted this kind of passion for any reason in my entire life. At this moment, I felt no other emotion than lust, in one hundred percent, completely. I felt complete bliss with him. At the same time, he was still keeping his eyes locked in mine, and I didn't know what he was thinking. A moment later, he pulled himself up and stepped back. He turned around and said with a beaming smile, "you're an amazing woman, and that's the reason I want to continue my lineage with you." His hand reached out and held my face.

It was at this moment I knew there was something I could never forget. It's the simple touch of his hand on my face that has really brought me out of my private trance. My eyes opened and I looked up. His face was showing all the emotion of an inner fire, but even at that moment, he managed to convey his feelings. I could feel his soul in me, and the sincerity of his love in his expression. A blush rose to my cheeks and I kept my eyes straight ahead. I was happy and excited that I had finally found someone to share my life with. 

The haze and frustration from yesterday suddenly evaporated. The feeling of love, of bonding together, engulfed me and I kissed his hand, he caressed mine in return. And with a big smile on my lips and my mind racing, I let his touch linger in mine for just a few more moments, as we lay there not knowing what to say or do. And then, without looking at him, I reached out my hand, pressed his face in it, then kissed it. It was not just a brief kiss, it was something, almost sweet, something from heaven. 

"Please baby, I need to get going now, I've got a pressing issue to attend to this morning, but I'll see you later on, this evening at dinner." He kissed my forehead. 

With my lips stretched, I replied, "okay, I'll be waiting for you."

I still wasn't satisfied with that, and I had to push. "Hope you're not trying to run away from me? Cos I won't let you this time around!" 

"Trying to run away from you...?" He said with a surprise gaze on his face. He continued... "And what's that; this time around...?" 

"Oh sorry! I mean... I don't want you to go and not come back as promised." I had to use that as a means of distraction, cos his looks signaled something to me, I felt he was actually thinking the opposite.

"Oh, okay. If that's the case, then I'll give you plenty of time when I return."

"Okay. A kiss then!" I demanded. 

I took in a click to do my wish. Now, I felt as if I was walking with a postman holding a heavy package. I could see the bright side of this situation, my inability to think of what to say was a fleeting weakness, one which I could easily brush aside with just a single glance. I glanced down at his bare feet, and my heart skipped a beat. His feet were black. The strong smell of feet scented with rose water was carried to me on the salty breeze. I rubbed my eyes, matted my hair, and then I returned my gaze back to him, and told him, in a shaky voice, that I was sorry. He smiled back and said, "I love you Cilia!"

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, my heart skipped again. I thought it was Sanny, the Beta's son, but when I got to the door, I realized that it wasn't Sanny. It was Michelle, my neighbor's daughter. I put my hands over my chest and watched as my heart pounded heavily in my chest, and yet it still skipped a little when I saw her. The wind blew her hair over her face, as if the small, fickle breeze was trying to interfere.

With that look, which included her cheeks burning, my stomach did a quick flip. I went to the box of chicken sandwiches in the fridge, and lifted the lid, collected some, and gave to her. I loved Michelle, I call her "my baby",  and I hadn't seen her in a long time.

Returning to my living room, I realized that Joey wasn't there anymore. I walked around the house to check, yet, I couldn't find him. Surprisingly I saw the back door open. 

"Could he have left without telling me? He couldn't even say a word to me before leaving. Well..." I sighed, as I pondered with mixed feelings.

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There was something I remember, feeling like the luckiest girl in the whole world when I found out that I was pregnant with  his child. My world was about to change. If I knew exactly how, I will never forget it. It came when I found the picture I had taken earlier. By the way, I know very well that this was the only chance of my life to be happy again with my partner that truly loved me. Smiling and walking slowly, I got to the kitchen.

Standing in front of the kitchen sink, my hands were literally shaking. Turning to grab a glass, I instinctively grabbed a cup from a nearby table. And as I looked down in the cup, I was surprised to see that it was filled with blood. "Oh my God!" I flinched, for I knew it wasn't mine as it was bright red, It looked like the blood was supposed to be orange. I went into the living room to look for my phone to call Joey, but he wasn't answering. Quickly, I went back to the kitchen again, lo and behold, it was clear again. Swiftly, my phone rang. It was Joey.