The next day, Giselle woke up feeling sore all over. She hadn’t done anything to strenuous the previous day, so she failed to understand why she felt so weighed down.‘Probably the stress from last night’s party.’ She tried convincing herself as she attempted to step out of bed, only to collapse back once her surroundings dazed and her body felt stiff.The weight on her eye lids increased, almost as if it was a sign from the heavens for her to stay in bed.Not bothering to fight against it, the brunette let out a muffled cough and allowed her eye lids close, feeling them rejoice as pressure slowly left them.After staying in bed for a couple of minutes, and thinking, the brunette narrowed it down to one thing; her usual Fall seasonal sickness.It was like a norms for the petit brunette to fall Ill for a couple of days, at least, it was a normal occurrence for she and her father.Giselle wasn’t sure when it started, but she realized, after falling ill on the days her father wanted to t
“Ezra.” Giselle whispered out as she gently tugged on his intertwined fingers, hoping to wake him up.After several minutes of admiring how well both their fingers went together, and almost astonished that it looked like they were made perfectly for each other, the brunette had shook her head, clearing it of any thought that might let her emotions show, seconds before deciding to wake the sleeping beauty up.Gently pulling on his hand again, she called out. “Ezra, wake up.”At this, the brunette slowly peeled his eyes open, hazel orbs shining, even though they were slightly dulled by tiredness.“Hey.” He gently breathed out and arranged his slacking posture on the chair, raising his palm to rub away sleep from his eyes.‘How long had he been here?’ Giselle thought as she examined his face, finding herself slowly losing to his perfect features.“Are you feeling better?” He asked and reached forward, placing the back of his palm on her forehead.Although she hadn’t come down with a feve
Giselle stared with wide eyes at the man in front of her. His eyes were closed, whereas hers stayed open, paralyzed with shock.Giselle’s mind blanked out once again, seconds before she felt a hot sensation probing its way into her mouth, invading through her closed tight lips and teeth.As his tongue slipped into her mouth and explored the inner depths, Ezra savored the Velvety taste that her lips carried.He missed that taste, and now he craved it. Badly.With one hand still supporting his body, Ezra used his other free hand and took hold of Giselle’s hand that was still gently trying to push time away and he pressed it down.His breathing picked up as he deepened the kiss, Giselle’s body slowly relaxing into it against her will.Ezra couldn’t suppress his desires and emotions any longer. He no longer wanted to.He craved her. The taste of her lips. Her petit stature in his embrace. The sounds of her pleasured moans. He craved it all.Just as Ezra reached his hand underneath her top
The following day, by the time Giselle had woken up, Ezra was already gone, trying his best to leave the earliest and return as quick as he could.Since she didn’t have to go to work, Giselle laid in bed for an hour extra, getting used to a house without Ezra and coming to terms with her brooding feelings, again.“I’m in love.” She mumbled out, feeling her heart rate speed up at the thought of it. She sighed and dragged her hand up her face, running it through her hair.“Fuck.” Picking up her phone, she unlocked the screen and checked her email box, almost scowling when she saw a notification from Netflix, informing her of her subscription.Then she went ahead to reply Evelyn, who she found herself grinning gleefully at her every message. Although several of them were series of worried texts, the brunette found it quite reassuring that someone worried over her so much.After spending a few more minutes on her bed, the brunette got up and ready for her visit to the hospital.She beamed
Giselle didn’t need to be told twice.The person approaching her was dangerous. No good was going to come out from standing around. She needed to move.And that she did.Turning on her heels, Giselle dashed in the opposite direction with amazing speed.Panting heavily, the brunette kept her direction straight, trying to reach the elevator that led out of the parking lot as quick as she could.Every once in a while, she would glance back, making sure that the suspicious figure wasn’t following her.Although, when she had broken into a sprint, she couldn’t hear a second following footstep, so she assumed that they weren’t following her, but the brunette didn’t dare to slow down. Fear kept her feet moving forward.Glancing back once again, she saw no one, her heart felt relieved as she was closer to the elevator, just needing to turn a single corner before seeing her safe exit.But it wasn’t going to be that easy. Just as she turned the corner, Giselle felt something slam into her ankle
Giselle woke up to a sharp pain at the side of her temple. She didn’t like it and groaned, trying to reach her hand up to graze the spot, only to find the movement impossible.Iron chains held her hand tight to a chair and as she looked down, examining it, a frown painted her beautiful face.“What the hell!” She roared but instantly regretted it as the pain in her temple doubled.Bad choice.The brunette hissed in pain and sighed before allowing her eyes wander the disoriented room.Barely any window to let light or air in, faded walls, dust covered floor, a single iron chair placed in a far corner, which had rust and looked like several people had used it for many generations and a murky smell dancing around the room.She scrunched up her nose, feeling her body break out in disgust.The sound of clapping filled her ears from behind and the brunette struggled against her with strains.In the midst of all her struggles, the individual behind her spoke out and her blood ran dry.“It’s g
Two hours? Three hours?Giselle wasn’t sure how long she sat alone in the dimly lit room, staring at the blank wall as her mouth cried for some form of liquid.During her time of solitude, her mind pondered what Raquel could have meant, and each time she came face to face with a dead end, a frustrated scream would rip from her throat, bouncing around the damp walls of her capture room.As time went on, Giselle began to lose hope.In the first few hours, she had hoped that some sort of miracle would happen, that Ezra would just pop up and rip the chain off her arms then carry her in his arms like he always did each time she ended up in some type of trouble.But he didn’t show. And that weighed heavily on her heart.‘Why should he come? I’m not worth it.’ Giselle hung her head at the thought, her heart throbbed painfully at the slightest thought that Ezra might have abandoned her.With a saddened and troubled heart, she mumbled out underneath her breath. “This sucks.”********Ezra, rig
Voices. Familiar once at that.Giselle could hear them and knew who they’d belonged to even without opening her eye.She felt her body being lifted from its place on the floor. Warmth engulfed her, a feeling contrary to the temperature dropping damp room.Feeling a familiar warmth and body embrace, the brunette relaxed, relief finally washing over her entire being and her mind being put at easy.She slightly stirred in the embrace, pushing her body as close as she could, wanting to feel more of his heat and presence.At that, the grip around her tightened in a reassuring manner.It was far more reassuring than she had expected. The amount of care and compassion she was getting from a single hug alone, melted the remaining walls of her heart, giving way for the feeling she had tired to surprise.Just before falling back into her slumber, a small smile spread across her lips as she thought. ‘Ezra came.’Indeed he did.********~One Hour Earlier~Ezra impatiently tapped his foot inside t