Ondina
Ondina had been in and out of sleep the whole day. Every now and then, she caught glimpses of the nurses checking her vitals and switching the IV bags. Camille sat with her for a few hours before she was called to a casting gig; promising to be back after. Ondina told her it was okay and she was too tired for company anyway. Despite everything, she was just relieved to know that there were no signs of sexual assault. What time is it? Oh, shoot! Work! She reached for her cell phone. Moving faster than she intended, pain shot through her ribs, causing her to shriek. "You should really stay still." A males voice filled the room, causing her to jump. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you." Ondina glanced up. Raphael was walking through the doorway of her room, closing the door behind him. "It's late. What are you doing here?" Ondina asked. His face was unreadable. He continued to walk to her bed and gently sat next to her. Her heart started to race. What is he doing? She thought to herself. He grabbed hold of her hand. "I came to check on you... I'm sorry I left earlier. I had business I needed to attend to." "It's ok," was the only thing that was able to come out. Why is he looking at me like that? Ondinas heart felt like it was going to jump out of her chest. What is wrong with me? Here I am in a hospital with two broken ribs from being attacked, and I'm getting all worked up over this man. I should be afraid of him. As if he sensed her uneasiness, Raphael let go of Ondinas hand. Ondina immediately regretted her thoughts. "I'm sorry. Would you like for me to go?" Uncertainty crossed his face. "You've been through a lot, and here I am coming in here... I should leave." As if making a mental decision, Raphael stood up and started walking towards the door. "No!" Ondina blurted out, louder than she intended causing Raphael to halt to a stop. Her hand shot to her throat. It was sore and talking so loudly didn’t help it. Suddenly feeling embarrassed, her cheeks rose a few temperatures. "I'm ok. It's ok. You can stay." Ondina studied him. He looked a little older than he did since she last seen him. "I thought I wouldn't see you again," Raphael said. Darkness shadowed his eyes for a split second, and then it was gone. You're gonna be a hard one to read aren't ya? She thought to herself. He reclaimed his original spot on her bed. "I didn't think I would see you again either. I admit... I'm embarrassed that it had to be under these circumstances..." Ondina looked down at the blanket and twisted a loose string around her pinky finger. "You probably think I'm some irresponsible woman who's careless and jus-" "I don't think that at all. Stop blaming yourself. There is nothing to be ashamed of." He placed his hand over her fidgeting ones, causing her to look up into his eyes. "Now what you need to be ashamed of is ruining my shirt." Ondina giggled remembering their first encounter. "Seriously. I have yet to get the stains out. What exactly did you eat? Red dye?" Humor danced in his eyes and a hint of a smile shadowed his lips. Ondina really laughed this time ignoring the pain that came with it. Raphael joined in her laughter. Suddenly aware of how much closer he had gotten to her, Her heart started speeding up again. Come on Ondina get it together! He seemed to notice how close he was to her too; his hand was still resting on top of hers. Obvious lust clouded his eyes and the woman in her reacted. This is crazy. Breaking the sudden warmth that lingered between them, Ondina cleared her throat. "It's getting pretty late." Raphael straightened himself. "Your right. I should go." She frowned, suddenly regretting interrupting the moment they were clearly having. "Don't frown, your much more beautiful when you smile." Ondina looked up at him in shock. "I will be in touch." And with that, Raphael Lahsen was gone. *** Weeks had gone by. The bruises on her face were gone and her ribs were doing a lot better too. The doctors told her that they were pretty much healed but they would still be sore for a few more weeks and that if she needed to, to take her pain medication. What rang through her mind more than anything what that Ondina still hadn't heard from Raphael. Camille repeatedly reassured Ondina that Raphael would call, and Ondina had given up. She was lounging on the couch with Camille while eating a bag of potato chips when the doorbell rang, and Camille jumped up to get it. "It's for me!" Camille shouted. Ondina kept her nose in her laptop, working on her mystery novel while continuously eating chips. "I was wrong. It's for you." Camille yells. "Geez, you do realize we are in the same room?" Ondina announced while closing her laptop. Turning towards the front door, she froze. Oh no! I'm still in my pajamas! Raphael was standing in the door with a coffee in one hand and a brown paper bag in the other. Camille had a big dumb smile on her face as she closed the door behind him. Once Ondina locked eyes with her, she mouthed YUM while making her eyes cross-eyed. Ondina blushed. "I'll be in my room. If the door rings, send Jason." Camille walked off down the hall and closed her room door behind her, leaving Ondina and Raphael alone. She turned back to him, who was now making his way to her small outdated kitchen. "Hey," She said nervously. "I was starting to think you forgot about me." She watched as he placed the coffee on her small kitchen counter and pulled out donuts and a croissant. "Oh, I'd never," Raphael said with a smile, showing both rows of white teeth. Could you get any more handsome!? "I got you a mocha. Also, donuts and well," He picked up the croissant, and started to wave it slightly. "This one's for me." Ondina smiled. "You seem to be in a good mood." She watched him casually lean against the counter as if he was at home and not in hers for the first time. "Why yes. There is nothing like surprising a beautiful woman with coffee and donuts, on an off day." Ondina blushed. He thinks I'm beautiful. Ondina placed her laptop on the coffee table and stood up. She walked over to the kitchen counter, grabbing a powdered donut and took a bite out of it. "This was thoughtful. Thank you." She looked up at Raphael. With him being 6'4 and her being 5'2, Ondina started to feel small standing across from him. She noticed Raphael's eyes scan her over. The same darkness she had seen at the hospital clouded his eyes causing her heart to skip a beat. Why do you have to look at me like that... Raphael's eyes stop on Ondinas shirt. She blushed. She had forgotten that her shirt was practically transparent, exposing her bare breast underneath. She quickly folded her arms, covering them. Ondina notices his jaw clench, and he swallowed before he looked away. "I should go change," Ondina blushes. Avoiding eye contact, she turned quickly and made her way past the living room and down the hall to her room.Raphael She's stunning. She was sporting a tan colored shirt and a lighter shade of purple shorts. Everything about her is perfect. Her thin hourglass figure, and her long dark hair. Her curls complemented her big light brown eyes and pink full lips. And her breast... Her breast rested so perfectly over her chest with the most perfect shade of brown nip-. Fuck, her shirts see through. She had that look of need on her face. Shit! Think of, uh, Pokémon, or animals. Hell! Think of Nana!Nothing's working with her standing here. I could feel my erection growing little by little. I must have been staring because her arms shot up and shielded her breast from my vision."I should go change," Ondina said with a shade of red blushing her cheeks. She turned stiffly and walked down the hall. My eyes landing on her ass. Shit. There's no way I'm gonna fix this problem. Preparing for a wait, I sat on the left side of the couch.Ondina resurfaced after about twenty minutes and Thankfully my erectio
Raphael Where the hell is she? The car should have been here half an hour ago. This was a new feeling for me, and I didn't like it. I paced around the foyer for what felt like an hour before the car finally arrived. I watched Walter exit the drivers side, and make his way to the back passengers door opening it. Excitement filled my veins. My heart raced as I watched Ondina exit the car. Red is her color... She was wearing a long red satin dress. The sleeves joining her middle fingers. Her neck line was elegant, while the body of the dress seductive. The material clunged to her body like it was tailor made for her and released mid hip. Yup... I'm gonna have a hard time tonight... She turned her back to me, thanking Walter; revealing a dip in her dress that sat just above her ass. Shit.... Definitely gonna have a hard time tonight. Finally, she made her way to the entrance.~~~OndinaOndina tried to keep a steady pase as she walked towards the entrance. There's so many people... Ente
Raphael"Wow." Was all Ondina could say as we entered the gallery hall. She walked up to a piece full of odd shapes and colors. The look of admiration washed over her face. Feeling curious, I asked."What do you think of when you look at this?" She turned towards me but avoided my eyes. Why is that?"Frustration." Interesting. "Frustration?""Yes. I see frustration." Interested in more of what she had to say, I encouraged."Explain."Ondina turned back to the piece and examined it. She extended her arm and mimicked the shapes with her fingers."Nothing is consistent. It's almost as if the artist couldn't figure out what shape to make. Some lines are sharp while others are loose. Uneven really." She continued with her explanation."The colors... They overlap in an unattractive way... And the way they cut off- It shows exhaustion." With bright eyes, she turned to me. Her eyes now focused on mine. "Interesting explanation. Very intuitive. You paint?" I asked with genuine curiosity."Oh
Raphael It's been two weeks and I still couldn’t get her out of my head. "Why don't you just call her?" Thomas asked. Annoyance layered his words. "Seriously bro. You've been mad distracted since the gala. Just call her." I pursed my lips. "What makes you think I'm distracted over a woman?" "C'mon, Bro. We've been friends since mud sacks." He responded, eyes never leaving the tv screen."Fair point." He wasn't lying. Our moms had been best friends for ages, so it was inevitable. I viewed Thomas like a brother."So why haven't you called?" "Why the sudden interest in my love life?" "Cause you’re attempting to have one... or you were."Attempting? "You talk allot of shit.""No. I talk the truth." We continued our game of COD.Between my obnoxious gloating, and Thomas shit talking, it still wasn’t enough to keep her out of my head. Ondina just wouldn't escape my thoughts. Thomas was right. It had been a while since I've dated and I had hopes for Ondina and I, but after the look of
OndinaClosing time came around, and Ondina was left alone to lock up. She cleaned all the tables, and sterilized the soda machines. After she was done, she sat back in one of the booths and relaxed. She looked down at both notes she had gotten that day. She re-read the note from table blue.‘Enjoy tryin to figure out how to pay for this shit food you dirty border hopper.' Anger rose inside of Ondina again. She was no stranger to racism, with being one out of a very small few familys that were hispanic growing up she would often get side glances or the occasional whispers whenever she walked into a room that was pro dominantly white, but it still bothered her whenever she got the hate directly. Ondina sat up and made her way for the door stuffing the hateful note back into her apron, then pulled her phone out. She shot a text to Camie. 'Omw'She stuffed her phone back into her apron and pushed the door open. It was past twelve o'clock, and the wind blew chills up her back. She lock
Ondina Ondina had never been so comfortable in her life. Yes having two cups of wine added to it, but all she could think about was his hands on her. She had never gotten a massage before. Camille had always offered to treat her to one, but she had always refused. If I knew it would feel this good I would have gotten it sooner.She allowed herself to set aside her worries and fears. She focused on the rhythm of his hands. How they applied pressure but were also gentle as if she was mad of glass and could break at any moment. She lost herself in the heat of his hands and the way he slowly eased his way up her legs. She moaned at the pleasure. She hadn't realized how much her feet and legs hurt until he started to take the pain away. She could feel both his hands on her thighs now. Slowly massaging inwards. Another moan escaped her lips at the soft pressure she felt between her legs. She imagined him gently caressing her pussy and she immediately moistened.A pang of fear cooled her be
OndinaIt was dusk by the time Ondina woke. Realizing she wasn't at home, she sat up immediately. Noticing Raphael sound asleep a foot away from her, she froze. Memories of last night came flooding in. Ondina hands shot up to her mouth as a smile broke across her face. She had experienced an orgasm for the first time and the fact that he was the cause of it made her want to call Camille. She peeked back over at him. He was resting with his head back and arms folded. Ondina grabbed the blanket he had draped over her the night before, and covered him with it. Being so close to him, the urge to touch his lips pulled at her chest. She gently ran a finger over his beard, and paused once she got close to his mouth. She gently ran her index finger across his lips causing them to twitch. She studied his face to see if there were any signs of him waking up. After staring for a good sixty seconds, Ondina decided he wouldn't. Leaning forward, Ondina gently placed her lips onto his. Your lips..
OndinaOndina was exhausted. She had worked a double, so that meant she had to close again. She locked up the diner and headed towards home. Luckily for her, she didn't live but a few blocks away. She pulled her phone out of her apron. Great. It's 12:16am. The walk back felt like she was walking a marathon. She had been on her feet from open to close, and her legs were on fire. She feared she wouldn't be able to make it back home. Once she reached her block, her legs seemed to become weaker. Why is it that that happens? She dragged herself to the opening of her apartment building and collapsed in a lobby chair. Why did we have to choose the fifth floor? The elevator had been down for a week now, and she dreaded the climb she was about to have to make. Ondina rested until her legs stopped tingling. Okay girl just five flights of stairs. She made her way up to the fifth floor. Once inside the door, she collapsed once again, onto the couch. "Oh! How I've missed you sweet, sweet couch.
Five years later...I woke up to the ringing of an alarm clock. Like always, it was Ondina's. She had a million of them set for every ten minutes. What for? I had no idea, but today, it wasn't just an annoyance. It was a painful reminder of the chaos that was about to erupt. Fire year old twins were a force of nature. The ringing of the alarm grew louder. I groaned, reaching for the snooze button, but a gentle hand stopped me. "Don't even think about it," Ondina murmured, her voice laced with a sleepy smile. "The monsters will be here any minute."I still couldn't believe I was married to a woman so beautiful. Her dark hair was a tangled mess against the silk pillow and her eyes were still heavy with sleep, but the warmth radiating from her was undeniable. She was, indeed, my everything, and now, carrying our third child, she possessed a radiant glow that made my heart ache with a love so strong it sometimes felt like a physical weight."Monsters?" I teased, pulling her closer. "I
RaphaelI was just finishing up paperwork she my office door opened and in walked Celeste. She swung her hips a little too hard and she smelled of expensive perfume."Raphy, darling," she purred, the word sounding like a hiss on her tongue. "So good of you to see me.""Celeste," I replied.I was already annoyed and just wanted together this over with. "I wasn't aware I had a choice. Your unannounced visit last night hardly left me one."She ignored the chairs and sat her ass on the edge of my desk. Her crimson lips curved into a practiced pout. "Oh, don't be like that, Raphy. I just wanted to see you. To catch up."My jaw tightened. "Catch up? By crashing into my home, heavily intoxicated, and physically assaulting my wife?"Her perfectly practiced pout faltered and was replaced by a flicker of annoyance. "Ondina was being dramatic. It was merely a little… disagreement with her.""A disagreement that involved you grabbing her hair and screaming about how she stole your life?" "He
RaphaelThis could not be happening. Not tonight. Not when Ondina was finally happy. She lunged herself forward, trying to wrap her arms around my waist but I stiff armed her in the forehead."Celeste," I whispered."How did you find our- that doesn't matter." Trying to keep my voice calm I stated."You need to leave.""Leave?" she shrieked, Loud enough for the entire house to hear her. "Leave? After everything? After you promised me forever? You were supposed to be mine, Raphy!"Ondina appeared behind me, her face a mask of confusion and then, registration."How the fuck did you get here?" Ondina positioned herself between me and Celeste."Ondina!" Celeste shrieked again, pointing a wobbly finger in her face. "You! How does it feel living MY life?! I was supposed to be Mrs. Lahsen! I was supposed to live in this house! I was supposed to-" before she could continue, Ondina pushed her in the chest."Back up or I'll call the police!" Before Celeste could launch into another tirade, An
Raphael"Are you sure we can pull this off, Raf?" she asked, her voice tight as she surveyed the mountain of unopened boxes in the living room."The movers have it all covered, my love. Don't stress. " I kissed her forehead."It's just, with it being the twins' birthday, and the family dinner... it's all happening so fast." I could understand why she would be overwhelmed.not only was the twins birthday, it was also moving day. I wrapped my arms around her, burying my face in her beautiful curls. "Hey, breathe. We've got this, little flower. I'm here, aren't I? And besides, you're forgetting the cater we hired." She chuckled, some of the tension left her shoulders. "you're right. I'm over reacting. I need to calm down.""Exactly! Now, tell me, what's priority number one?""Getting Cam and Camie's play area set up. If they're happy, we're all happy." We exchanged smiles.She was right. Those two could bring the the sky down on us if they weren't happy, but they were the best kind of
MasonBreathing was becoming a task for me. Every breath hitched a ragged protest against the pain that I was feeling every day, but today... today was different. The air hung heavier. It was like I could feel my time running out. I knew. Today was the end, and Ondina words clung to my heart. "You're gonna die here, and no one will miss you." A sigh escaped my lips. I could tase the blood in my lungs. My vision was patchy and it burned to keep my eyes open. They had gotten used to the dark after months of being in it, but now, they were struggling against the glow of that one single bulb I hadn't know was there. Ondina forgot to turn it off and this was a new kind of torture.I was left here, visibly able to see just how far gone I was. In the dark, I couldn't see much detail of myself, but now, I could see everything. I was far from the man I used to be, and I had no one to blame but myself. Regret was a useless emotion now. A luxury I could no longer afford, but it was there and
OndinaHis face was gaunt, his eyes sunken and hollow. His hair was longer and his facial hair was unkept, like he hadn't shaves in months. His clothes were worn and filthy, clinging to his sickly frame. He looked like he hadn't eaten in months. He was looking up at her, his eyes wide with a flicker of... 'was it hope?'Ondina took a step back when the memories crashed down on her like a tidal wave of horror and pain.She could remember the fear, the sting of the restraints cutting into her skin, and the relentless torment. She could remember his cruel laughters as he had enjoyed her suffering and how he mocked her as she cried. The memory that paralyzed her the most was his haunting groans of Camilles name as he repeated it over and over again while he used her body for his own gratification. She remembered the agonizing pain of premature labor and the fear for her unborn children as the darkness swallowed her whole. She remembered every single detail.He had taken everything from he
OndinaThree days earlierAfter a sleepless night, Ondina watched as Anna cooed over the twins. "You're a lifesaver," Ondina said, forcing a smile. "I'll be back as soon as I can.""Take your time," Anna said, already distracted with a game of peek-a-boo. "They're in good hands."Ondina kissed each of her twins on the top of their heads she said her goodbyes. "Be good for Anna," she murmured, her voice thick with a mother's anxiousness."They'll be perfect angels, Onny, now shoo." Anna fanned Ondina towards the door.Ondina slipped out the door, her heart pounding in her chest. She drove carefully. Once she was on the highway, she pressed down on the accelerator. She was feeling every bit of anxious, but she needed answers. The drive was agonizing. Doubts gnawed at her. What if she was wrong? What if she was overreacting? But then she was flooded with the memory of the look on Raphael's face every time he told her he had a business trip, and her resolve hardened.Finally, she rea
RaphaelAs I stepped onto the balcony, the crisp morning air caressed my face. Sunrise bled across the horizon, painting the building tops in hues of rose and gold. It was a beautiful day. A perfect day, almost.Inside, Ondina was stirring, the soft laughter of our twins, was already filling the air, letting us know they were awake. The thought of them tugged a smile onto my face. Two perfect, healthy babies. I was truly blessed. After everything, we were finally moving forward in a positive direction.I leaned against the metal railing, the cold was slowly creeping into my hoodie, but I barely noticed. My gaze began to drift towards the light traffic beneath me as my thought began to consume me. It's bee six months. Six months that we've had him. Six months of torture, and I still didn't feel the satisfaction I though I would.Thomas stepped beside me, his face looked strained. "Coffee's on," he muttered he lit a cigarette with a shaky hand."When did you get her?" I asked, pushing
OndinaOndina stirred her tea as she stared aimlessly. Raphael's conversation with Thomas kept playing on repeat in Ondina's head. 'What is he hiding from me?' She felt desperate to know who was in that cabin, and why Raphael was so desperate to keep it secret that he would lie to her.Ondina knew Raphael wasn't always forthcoming, but this felt different. It felt deliberate, and it made her feel uncomfortable. Her gaze drifted to the two sleeping infants in their bassinets. Cameron looked so much like his father, and Camille was a miniature version of herself. They were the reason she needed to know. Their fragile, innocent lives deserved a foundation built on truth, not secrets.Taking a deep breath, Ondina reached for her phone. She scrolled through her contacts until she found Raphael's mother's number. She played out in her head what she wanted to ask, but had no idea how she should go about it. After a few minutes, she took a deep breath and dialed. after a few rings, his mother