“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