I don’t know what to do other than stare at my ceiling and process everything. It feels like the time is so slow and all the cells in my system are out of the energy it needed to make me understand what the hell happened.
Oh damn. The image of the death certificate that I have seen made me tremble more than the fact that Ares nearly violated me.
Who died? It can’t be him, right? It can’t be Corporal Neo Velasquez because the last time that I saw him, he was perfectly fine.
But they did go into war. Oh shit. My eyes moist at thought of them going to the war and like pieces of puzzles coming together, a dark hunch comes knocking at the back of my mind.
As I wrapped myself into that hunch, my heart is crushed into pieces. If he’s….if he’s truly dead….then…
I gulped not able to continue my sentence. I cannot accept it so what I did is to do some chores to take my mind off things. After that, a cold sho
I regret nothing. I don’t regret going into the jog and relieving myself from all of the emotions that are going inside of my body. And certainly, I don’t regret anything. Not when I ushered Major Sullivan into my own bathroom and help him to bathe as he sulks in his thoughts. He felt too distant and fragile to touch. His body was like a fragile diamond that I am afraid to touch because I was too scared that I will break him into pieces. If he wasn’t like that yet.Right now, he was a man in his weakest state. A part of him that I haven’t seen even before he left me. A part of him that I don’t want to see again for I was afraid to lose him at this state. In his weakness, I wanted to be his strength but seeing him right now felt like something that I cannot hold on to for a while. I will cry to watch him like this.As I open the shower and watch the drizzle of the waterfall into his naked body, my heart hurts seeing him just stare at the ti
I was stunned.No, being stunned was an understatement about what I am feeling right now. The combination of having this anxiety, fear, and tension inside of my body incapacitates me to walk further along the concrete fence in front of me. To face what is inside that concrete fence is like a fearful event that is inevitable.Was I ready to meet Corporal Kleo? My heart is clenching remembering the death certificate of the other bodyguard who was sent to the war because of my relationship with Major Sullivan.He tried to touch me but I flinched. I can’t do this. I know that I can’t do this, but seeing the determination in his face makes me crumble in my selfishness. The fear envelopes my whole body but the determination in his face gave me the assurance that I needed right now.An encouraging smile flashed over his face as he stared at me. “Come here, Amara,” he mentioned as he reached over his hand to me.I didn&r
He’s pretty problematic and in denial of the pain as we both make ourselves comfortable on the couch, staring right at Corporal Kleo. The doctor gave us the heads up about his condition earlier and after that, silence dominates the both of us.I am still at the process of trying to wrap up things about him, things that he said, and those things that happened in the war. My father, the president, is a really cruel man but Major Sullivan is telling me things, but it felt like he is holding some information.As I poke through our conversation earlier, the images of them shielding each other in order to survive in a war make my mind ache at the possibilities. Then, there is Corporal Neo….Neo who fought hard to live for his sick mother but the fate didn’t favor him well. Major Sullivan is both right and wrong, the war is not his fault. I guess it's not his fault alone. Those blood are in our hands. And that mere thought made me want to crumb
**Part A**The dark orbs in his eyes are glimmering with an emotion that keeps on edging me from the past weeks. His breathing was too hot that I was afraid it would burn the skin on below my ears as he press his lips there. It was scorching hot and sinful to feel his body against mine.My eyes gaze over the room which he dragged me into. I would love to believe that it’s his own room because of the shade of royal blue appearing at every corner of this room and I was correct. My picture, portrait, plastered over the center of the bedroom gave the hint away.It didn’t take long, my gaze was snapped out of the facade of the place as he placed me back into the rough texture of the wood. My head felt so heavy as he lifted my chin using his fingers.“ There is no interruption now, madam,” he taunted, prowling towards my direction and sliding his lips over the sides of my jaw.I whimpered not because of how painful his hold is in
**Part B**His hold on my hair was too tight and demanding, tilting my head in his own control before he slides his wet tongue over the trajectory of my jaw. My heart is pulsating and undeniably aroused at everything, but I was annoyed that he was fully clothed. My arms tugged his clothes away but he only chuckles.“ No show for you,” he demanded causing me to growl in disappointment. Major Sullivan, however, did not disappoint as his kisses drifts lower to my neck until it reaches my blossom.His tongue smooths at the edge as if teasing me wasn’t enough but he wants to torture me, to punish me over something that I clearly want. His hands cupped down my thighs and I panted and groaned as I felt him teasing me there.I felt so wet and exposed. My body is betraying me as it responds to his touch. Another high pitch tone escaped from my lips as I felt him dripped his middle finger inside of me, swirling it in circles and attracting the gus
For the next days, I was fulfilled enough to be alone in my own room with the bits of memories from what Major Sullivan and I did in that room. Hot flames burned inside me as I remember those needy moans from him. Satisfied, yes, but I wasn’t contented. Not until I fully know that he is wholly mine. Like a teenager that are caught, we are disturbed by his men uttering some words that I cannot understand. Words that are enough for him to bid his goodbye and for me to be left alone in my own house again. I wonder what keeps him busy, he wasn’t in the military anymore and I doubt that he has a real job for the last time I checked, he was wanted.The president’s daughter fucked a wanted man waiting to rot in the jail, my silent giggles shut that voice inside of me as I think of the reaction of the nation from the predicament that I was in right now.The thing is, I don’t have anything to do. It felt like I was back from r
“Damn, that was hot. Smoke?”I rolled my eyes and playfully pinch Major Sullivan’s waist as I heard what he said. We just finished devouring each other like a mad animal inside of my room. My legs are splattered all over his abdomen while his back was leaning on my headboard. I was busy catching my breath and staring at the wall at the same time.Major Sullivan didn’t waste time as I saw him get his cigarette from my bedside table and lit it before placing the stick in between his lips.The first puffed of white-grey smoke makes me cringe.“Sanitize my room later,” I instructed because I don’t want the room to be covered his the smell of cigarettes and sex.Not the type to sleep and lay down on my bed. He chuckles as I felt his fingertips drawing circles over my toes. He curls his fingers just enough to outline the shape of my ankle.“ Noted ma’am,” he playfully said t
Truth to be told, Major Sullivan didn’t left me anymore and it feels weird having him lurk around my house as if he doesn’t have his own home. The golden streak of the morning sun was blocked by my curtain but some seeps through the fabric and awakens me from my deep slumber.My body felt heavy and sore because Major Sullivan didn’t stop until I was pleading him to stop last night. He owned and claimed me, every inch of my body was marked by him.Up until now, I still cannot feel my legs because of what he did to me. Last night was a blast, an epitome of euphoria.My hand clutches over the sheet of my bed as I tried to rose on my own toes but still, my knees wobbles from exhaustion. I groaned and just let my body succumb to the bed.Suddenly, the door opened and it reveals Major Sullivan wearing his Apron and low waist jeans. His hands are on his pockets as he leaned into the doorway and lick his bottom lips all while looki
Grey perky clouds cover the vicinity of the place. They say that grief comes in many forms. It comes with agony and sadness for those who did nothing but to love. It comes with happiness and joy for those who gave resentfulness until the last breath.However, above all of those that was mentioned, nothing can beat the true meaning of grief. For those who spend their life living with that person and for those who shares every bit of their life with that person, griefs come with pain.The pain of losing someone and knowing that there is no choice left but to accept the cruelness of being left alone.I kneeled and sighs as I tried to wipe the dirt out of his name. The cold stone where his honorable name was engraved stood right infront of me. I’ve brought flowers and even this time, I don’t know if he will be happy with the type of flowers that I have chosen.Funny how even his favorite one is such a puzzle for me. I guess, I took my time rebelli
“ No…. no!” I screams as I turned around and found them both lying on the floor.There are bloods. Lots of blood colors over Major Sullivan’s clothing. Everything for me stops the moment that I choked on my own breath and run to him.“ Amara!” I heard my father said behind me, trying to stop me from going to the man that I love but how can I? How can I not run when I literally saw blood on his clothes and know that he’s been shot.Terrors and fears fills my body when I saw him shutting his eyes.“ No!” I shouted. My hands touch his face, shaking my head as my body trembles with terror.No. No.“ Y-You can’t leave…me…again,” I whispered and just like a star appearing on the middle of the night where only darkness dominates the whole place, I saw Major Sullivan opens his eyes.I heard him sigh. “ I won’t baby,” he whispered. I was st
“You’re going to pay for this!” Major Sullivan shouted as he tried to resists on the knots that are binding us right now.We are on the couch, our whole body is tied with some thick ropes as Ares and Maricriz appeared in front of us, their guns are pointing just right on our heads.I can feel the tip touching my skin and the coldness from it only made me shiver and drown into being terrified. I know that in just one click, the bullet will surely pierce through our heads.My body is shaking from the fear and from everything. I am still lost because of the too much information that I’ve absorbed earlier and now, I am being tied on the couch whilst a gun is pointed at my head.Tears are streaming down my face. I was trying to calm myself but I just can’t simply do that. I was choking from too much nervousness.Maricriz stopped in my direction, the tip of her gun is pointing just beneath my jaw forcing me to
Whilst I don’t know what to expect as I was ushered out of the car. Major Sullivan is holding me like I’m a fragile object that will shatter at the moment that he will drop his hands.Maricriz is beside us. Or beside him, and judging by her reactions, I think she’s curious or entertained right now. I can’t figure out why she’s alive and why she’s here.There is no way that she accidentally turns out on our wedding day and drops all of this like a bomb, waiting to explode.The journey to the house felt like forever. Major Sullivan kept on touching my hands and reminding me of his presence. I’ve never been to this part of the country where the next house is located miles away from this one.I don’t know how they pulled this out or how they escaped me out of Ares’s den.As soon as the door opened, I was expecting a little not so ambitious style of the house. The outer exterior looks like it’s
“She’s awake.” My mind heard someone say or whisper right beneath my ears. I don’t know what to do because when I tried to move my body, all I can feel is the leather itch strap holding me back down into whatever I am tied to. I can feel a loud gush of the wind and it seems like I am inside of an enclosed space where there is only one cycle of a breathing pattern that is allowed to do. My back is aching from being tied down for so long. How long have I been out of this world? Then, it occurred to me. The nurse forces me to gulp some capsules after she injected me something. I fought my urge to be drowned back to the oblivion. No. The nurse is working for someone else making me panic. My body started to squirm out of the hold of the bound. I shouted but there is something in my mouth. It’s a piece of clothing preventing me from speaking. It tastes like fabric clothing. The only thing that I can do is to open my eyes. Sensing the danger, I am mu
My goal right now was to escape Ares. I don’t know how to start but I definitely needed to do something about my life right now. Before, I used to think that I possess a Masteral degree when it comes to escaping. I didn’t have any problem with running out of the presidential house as well as with the bodyguards. Considering that they are trained professionals, I partake pride in my works of escaping against their vision and running out of their sight.I am used to escaping. It’s always the plan when everything seems to be heavy in my life. I used to escape for fun but right now, it’s not for fun anymore. It’s a matter of life and death situation because escaping means that I will have the chance to get out of this hell.Inside of my heart, the emotions and commotion cannot be sustained with every ounce of braveness that I’m using to bridge the gap of wanting to survive and accepting my fate in this lifetime. What happened the o
Huddling inside of the room, Ares tried to get my attention as I helped myself with the television. This is the only entertainment that I can have to not make my sanity wash over the wind.The only entertainment that I was allowed in this prison. In this prison where I was forced to live, without knowing that I’m in the devil's den. The memory of the day of the accident drowns my thought away. It’s one of the things that is bothering me right now.Ares was there too. He insisted on driving the car for me as I was wrecked and stubborn, trying to chase Major Sullivan. His expression and the concern in his voice shook me within.I cannot accept it. None of it seems like a dream.A tear slid down my cheeks and I was abrupt on wiping it over. I cannot afford to be weak but being pregnant makes me sensitive and fragile. It makes me overthink things that I shouldn’t suppose to think of.Ares moves over causing our skin to touch with one
The room is silent. If only the gush of the wind can spare a moment from creating a whirlwind sound, the cricket outside can definitely be heard because of the silence. It’s been like this, it’s always been like this, and every time that I had a glimpse of what Ares and I had done in this lifetime, all I can feel is disgust.Major Sullivan messages stills appeared right into my mind. It’s like a permanent reminder that right now, I am in the lion’s den and he is dangerous. I should deem him as a dangerous predator pretending to be a protector.I should deem him as nothing but the enemy. That is what Major Sullivan wants. He wanted me to be careful and I don’t want to do anything that will put me into the danger zone.My baby. Our baby needed to be protected from Ares. I gulped as I survey his movement, watching his movement in caution.Ares looked down on me. He was trying to unbutton his coat, leaving him with only his white
For another day, I found myself resting inside of my room. The television is my only source on what is happening outside of this room. Ares told me that he will visit me today but he didn’t. I was only told that he was busy with his new duty. His new duty as the president of the country. I can still see his smile while swearing his oath on the national television. I know that he wants that position for a long time but I almost felt like he’s hiding something because of that smile.I tried to seek for my phone but the guard said that it wasn’t with me when I was brought here either. The only thing that I can do is to rest and to hope for my father to be in best shape.He wasn’t conscious yet and it’s been almost five days since the incident. The doctor told me that it is normal and maybe he’s taking his time to rest but it didn’t sit well with me. If he was just shot on the shoulder, he should be awake right now, right? However,