“Calm the fuck down Amara or I’m really going to tie you down, baby. I swear,” Major Sullivan shouted as I bolted out of the room as soon as I read the message on his phone.
No one can stop me now that I’ve read what happened to my father. I was running to slip out of the door of my room when a sudden steel arm grip my waist and held me in place.
I was shouting and resisting but his large frame kept me still. My feet are trying to kick his hands away, pushing him so that I can finally go and see my father. My eyes are so hot and sore from anger and frustration.
Why can’t he let me go? I just wanted to see the president and know if he’s okay. And know if he’s breathing but he wasn’t going easy on me. I shouted, screamed, and fight for my way but there is no defense for his large body frame.
Major Sullivan roared and I scream for more, louder than ever when I felt him carrying me back on my bed. My knees
The sun is almost out when I heard some noise above my body. When I open my eyes, I saw Major Sullivan staring right into my eyes. My hand was free and I presume that he untied the knot when I fell asleep.He looks unkempt as he stares at me. His eyes look red and puffy. Don’t tell me he didn’t sleep at all just to watch me? I pursed my lips and stare at him.“ No, I didn’t sleep at all, baby,” he taunted before pointing to the side table. My heart whelms as I saw a food tray and a new set of clean clothes,Without moving, I look at him and tried to ask what he is doing right now using my eyes. He seems to get what I want when he smiles. Tiredly smiles before he assists me in sitting up.I felt him kiss the top of my head before sighing heavily. “ I’m sorry I tied you up, baby. After you eat and get cleaned, we’ll visit your father,” he mentioned which only makes me feel worse because of
No. no.no. This is just a fucking dream. I looked at Ares and realized he wasn’t bluffing. I wished that he was just bluffing about his words but the laugh didn’t come. The hardness of his facial expression didn’t change at all. He was fucking serious and I didn’t like the nervousness that is slowly creeping inside of my heart. Is it possible to feel estranged from someone whom I’ve known for years? Is it possible to see another person other than the Ares that I’ve known for too long? “ You’re joking,” I muttered, bucking away and creating a distance between the two of us. He looks like a king sitting on his throne while I look like a mess, wishing that none of this is happening right now. I saw him disheveling his hair and looking at me with betrayal in his eyes. And it was the same for me, I felt betrayed hearing his words. While my father is laying on the bed and unconscious, he was here planning an act of betrayal and lies.
Love. It makes us do the simplest things complicated. It makes us do things that we should’ve done in the first place. It makes our world go around, spinning on every aspect of our life.It makes us whole and sometimes it makes us shattered into pieces where we don’t know how to start on picking up the pieces and just try to live with the pieces that still made us alive and breathing.Those pieces that still gave an intact on our life but we already know that it was as fragile as a glass for one moment, we are already trying to outlive the past only to see ourselves stumbling on the ground and our words being shattered again by those pieces which we believes makes us intact and alive only to realize that those pieces remember every bit of her. Those pieces holds us together for it was the only pieces that remains for her.And right now, those pieces cannot hold Ares intact as I saw his rage demolishing all of the control and shadow that he built to h
“ That wedding is not happening,” I screams which completely shocked my father. The president looks bewildered as he looks at me, his hands on his chest as he tried to catch his breathing. I was still panicking from hearing his words when I realized that he was having a hard time catching his breath.Ares, in all his mighty, tried to calm him down but the fury in the president’s eyes escaped from the man in front of him and landed into mine.He looks livid. His eyes are diluted with anger as his lips tremble as if he was ready to curse the hell in me.“ What are you saying?! That you will let my grandchild become a bastard!?” he shouted and I did nothing other than shivers at the thunder of his voice.Major Sullivan looked at me with disappointment as he tried to calm down my father from straining himself out of anger. I do know that he wants the position so much but seeing him sucking the living out of my father made me want
“ W-What….”My hands are trembling and my body is shivering as I stare at what is being played on the tablet. It was dark, but at the same time, it was clear.Could this get any worse? Because I swear. I have seen this type of scenario playing back on my house. The only difference is that this time, it wasn’t me and Major Sullivan.“ D-Did you record us?” I asked, trembling and more than terrified as I looked up and saw the face of the man who was with me on this video. It was dark and although it was, our face is visible from the light coming through the lamp.It was us and my heart clenches thinking that the woman on the video was me, getting willingly railed by the prime minister.Tears escalated quickly, it streams through my face, and my lips quiver trying to decipher why this thing can happen again for the second time around.The president cleared his throat, pauses the video but my hand is still tr
The television was turned off but still, I cannot move my body from the turn of events. My eyes are going to fall off as I realized what just happened. We’ve been busted from our secret relationship but that didn’t bother me more than the fact that he plead guilty to the murder. He plead guilty to a crime that he admitted he didn’t do. How can I suppose process that? How can I suppose to know about that?There is a tremendous straining of pain inside of my heart, a knocking sword of doubt and hesitation about him but above all, my faith and love stands for the man that I’ve known and loved with all my heart. To the man who bares his soul as I bare mine.This shit is some news for me and as I ponder the words that I’ve just heard, all I can see is the pain.Ares sighs and both of us glance at the president, yes, right now, he wasn’t my father but he’s the president. The most influential man in this country. And the man wh
“ Are you seriously nervous right now?” I cannot help but to chuckle when I embrace Major Sullivan and felt how cold his hands are as our skin touched. We are outside of my father’s room because he wanted to ask for my hand in marriage. I cannot believe that I am doing this right now but more importantly, I cannot believe that Major Sullivan is sweating like a nervous teenager as he blankly stares at the wooden door of the hospital room. I thought him and nervousness is two concrete things that will never cross each other’s path because they are meant for different things. But then, I was wrong. Watching him being nervous is so entertaining, his physique looks like he doesn’t get nervous at all. I have the time to take in his formal attire right now. Later, I needed to interview him if he really was dressed like this or he comes prepared in a tuxedo just to ask for my hand. The latter thought makes me want to jump and shower his face kisses because he looks s
“ Which cake?” I asked Major Sullivan but pouted when he only showers me with kisses on my nape. I needed to pull his hair away from me because he’s been lingering over my body for some hour now. His fingers are touching every inch of my skin and it is to my disadvantage that I’ve worn a backless dress right now. If I had only known, I should’ve worn pants and a shirt to stop his hands from mauling me. We are supposed to be choosing everything from our reception because I wanted our wedding to be intimate but he’s not being helpful at all. He just nods and kisses my nape or my jaw without contributing to the decisions that we needed to make.I cannot tell that this wedding is stressing me because it is the source of my happiness too. Instead of tomorrow which was proposed by this man beside me, our wedding was scheduled for next week and the president only had one condition. He wanted it to be televised and it&rs
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,