by Anna Collins
"I also think like that, something in me is changing and its because of you. What do you think about that, can you feel it? " I spoke softly, looking intensely into her shying away brown eyes.
She was breathing heavily and was swallowing hard. The dark atmosphere of the dimly lit room and my presence was affecting her.
She scooted away from me.
"Can you call the driver and check if he has fixed my car?" she said clutching the blanket close to her chest.
"No!" my voice was stern and proud.
She looked at with shock and asked "Why?"
"Because I'm not done with you. I want some answers from you" I demanded, the stern look on my face continued to exist.
"I don't owe you any answers" she replied with a challenge in her eyes. Her nervousness was gone, she was in a full fighting mood now.
"Yes, you do! Why did you kiss me at the pub that day?" I demanded.
She looked away and blabbered something which I couldn’t hear.
I held her arm and turned her around to face me, then raised her face with my index finger, I wanted to look at her eyes.
"Let me go, please, " she requested.
"No, I can't" I whispered on her face.
She closed her eyes tightly, she was so close to me that I could hear her heavy breaths "It was a bet, nothing else. You could have easily pushed me away, but why did you kiss me back? And then why did you act so cold after that? Answer me now!" she asked.
It was my turn to swallow and breathe heavily but I answered it anyhow "because I can't resist you. Whenever I see you, a part of me wants to pull you close to my chest and trap you inmy arms, but then there is a part of me which asks me to stay away from you. A part of me says that you don't deserve to be around such a dark person like me. A part of me says that I might hurt you "
The intensity in both my eyes and voice made her shiver, I knew it wasn’t the cold. It was me. She sighed deeply, but didn’t remove her eyes from me.
Her silence was killing me "Freya, don't stay numb like this, say something, please" I brought my fingers near her lips, tracing its full shape. She quivered in return.
Unable to control myself I leaned my face close to hers and placed a soft kiss beneath her lips, sucking the flesh. She sighed, her heart was beating fast and she tugged on my arm.
Slowly and very gently I started to remove the blanket from her body. First, I bared her shoulder and bit down on the strap that was holding her top, she gasped, maybe with the slight pain that my teeth were causing her. I brought the strap down to her arms, revealing the upper part of her white bra. White, the color reminded me of the first time when we were lost in each other's arms. It was so beautiful, so special, so magical.
I continued to suck her skin down to her chest, now she was humming and wiggling a bit, so I placed my left hand on the bare skin of her waist, under her linen yellow top clutching tightly on it. She gasped and leaned back to the couch, her eyes were closed now. That told me that she was liking what I was doing. My touches weren’tthe gentle thing ever but she was taking it nicely. Her response made me want to take her right away, but I didn’t want to make a rushed move.
Her hands were roaming around on my shoulder and her mouth was busy in gasping and humming.
I felt an urgent tug of need inside my heart there was no way I could stop doing whatever I was doing to her.
I had no idea what was going inside her brain, but she was trying to move away. But I wasn’t ready to let her go, not yet. I pulled her on my lap, now I was gripping at her butt with my both hands. "Ouch, " she quivered. I smiled mischievously, she shied away and buried her face on my shoulder. I could feel her smiling lightly. I kissed the back of her neck and she dig her fingers near my belt. The scent of her hair was enchanting my senses.
Freya
He was wrapped around me like an ivy. I so wanted to push him away and get the hell out of there, but a part of me was enjoying each and every touch of him on my body. Don't like it Freya, he will only give you pain like he does to himself. And the image of him, hitting himself appeared in front of my eyes and I couldn’t stop myself from screaming "No!" .
Robert moved away from me in alarm. And I quickly stood up and adjusted my top. Then grabbing my handbag from the coffee table I turned to walk, no, to run away.
"Freya! What's wrong?" he asked, reading the fear on my face.
"Sorry, I can't do this" I replied while panting and without even daring to look back at his face I ran away to the garage where thankfully his driver was waiting for me with the keys of Rick's car. "Thanks" I managed to utter with a fake smile and drove away in speed.
Chapter 20
Freya
After crossing the road of his mansion, I slowed down a bit, breathing heavily. God! What did I think while making this plan? There was no way I could get close to that monster, not after seeing that dreadful sight. But each of his touches felt like heaven. God! I was getting mad.
My throat went dry and I felt the need to drink some water. Damn you Rick! why didn’tyou forget to keep a bottle of water in your car? I cursed him. It was late at night so many shops weren’t open, thankfully I remembered that there was a gas station nearby.
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"Seriously, you are asking $6 for a single bottle of water? do I have the word ‘stupid' written on my face? Listen, I may look classy but you have no idea how bad assy I can be! so speak up the correct price or do you want me to create a scene right here?" I leaned over the counter and threatened the shopkeeper. He was a bald-headed young guy, I had no idea why he reminded me of Brad Kent, Ah! maybe the bald head.
"Sorry mam, its only 2 dollars" he swallowed.
"What the hell? Were you demanding a triple price from me? wait I will call the police?" I warned.
"Please don't call the police, my dad owns the shop, I'm just filling in for him, so I tried to make a bit of extra money" he confessed lowering his head.
I shook my head "this is cheating, and it's not a good thing" I said in a calmer voice.
"Mam, you don't have to pay for the water and I'm sorry again" he pleaded.
I placed $2 on the counter "boy, I am paying the correct price, I like being fair" I announced and turned back to approach the car.
That was me always playing it fair and square, but there were also some evil creatures like Robert Hudson who liked to suck out the happiness from people, even for making an unintentional mistake. I so wished to teach him a lesson, so that no one would ever misuse their powers, it was for the good of humanity.
"God! why are you not helping me?" I said looking at the sky, hoping that God will somehow notice the deep frown that was constantly hanging on my face.
I unlocked the car and was about to get inside when a speedy microbus sprayed a bunch of dirt on me. "Go to hell, you idiot" I shouted clearing out the dust from my eyes to look at the number plate of the car so that I could complain to the police about the rushed driving, because there was a speed limit of below 60 on that road and clearly they were driving above 60.
On taking a closer look, I noticed that pair of hands was patting on the window glass as if the person was trying to escape. Jeez! Was that an act of kidnapping?
Unable to calm down my curious brain, I ended up in following that strange blue colored microbus.
The microbus got off the main road and halted near a bushy area. I too took halt few feet behind it, at a favorable place from where I was able to keep an eye on the vehicle. Due to the dense trees, I couldn’t see the face of the driver, the only thing I noticed that he was wearing brown pants and his shoes looked very shiny and expensive. Then he got behind and forcefully dragged out four people from the back seat. Three of them were male and one was female, I could say that by looking at their legs.
When the driver dragged out the people inside the bush I saw their backs. The four people's faces were covered with black masks, oh that's the reason they weren’t speaking anything. It was very dark and my only source of light wa
s the street lamp. Then they just disappeared. I was puzzled, what the hell was going on? Should I call the police? What if it's nothing as it seemed to me. I wanted to get the full picture before calling the police so that they would notlaugh at me. I got out of my car and went near the microbus. It was empty and there were no signs of dragging or bloodshed. But...what's with the mask?
Then I looked up and I could see the roof of a building through the trees. I thought I should go and check to get the full picture and to clear out my doubts.
I reached to the building, the collapse-able gate was open so I ran upstairs to meet someone who could give me some insight about the situation. A little bit of fear was also running inside me and I was getting negative vibes about the whole thing. I reached the 1st floor. It was a store-room containing several wooden boxes and was dimly lit by a single florescent light.
Then I heard a scary voice, which shook me. I immediately regretted going there and hid behind one of the big wooden boxes clutching tightly on my handbag.
There were four men in the room and all of them were wearing black cloaks which hid their bodies from top to bottom, even their face wasn’t visible. One of them was in a chair, tied up. Then I saw an old man joining them, Oh shucks! He totally looked like Uncle Joe. No! He was Uncle Joe. But what was he doing here? He was supposed to be in Chicago. I could feel myself sweating, but I couldn’t move, I couldn’t let them notice me.
Uncle Joe pulled out a gun and yelled "he is useless, he has nothing that can please our master" and shot the tied man in the back of the head. I placed both of my hands on my mouth to stop myself from screaming. For a moment I couldn’t believe my eyes, how could my uncle Joe kill someone? Tears streamed from my eyes. Slowly all of them disappeared and when I could see no one I quickly ran out of there and reached my car.
After driving for a while with shaky hands, it occurred to me that someone was following me. I speeded up, but then pulled on the brakes and unlocked the door, feeling the urgent need to get out of the car. My hands weren’t moving, everything became hazy as darkness appeared in front of my eyes.
Chapter 21
Robert
The car was speeding beyond the limit, then it came to a halt abruptly in the middle of the road. Was she drunk? She should be thanking her stars that the road was empty at that time. Or else it could be something worse, she could be injured. Pushing my stiff ego aside, I got out of my car to check upon her.
No, knocking at the windows wasn’t helping, did she panic? But I only followed her to make sure if she was okay. The way she left my house, made my heart wrench and I came all the way to demand some answers from her.
"Freya! It's me Robert open the door" I yelled.
There was no response. Fine then, I tried opening the door and to my surprise, it was unlocked.
As I opened the door I found Freya leaning on the driver's seat, her eyes were closed.
"Freya! what happened to you?" I patted on her cheeks with my palms.
"He...will..kill..me, unc..Jo" she kept blabbering something in broken words.
I took her in my arms "it's okay".
She was unconscious, I must get medical help. Thinking that I picked her in my arms, placed her in the backseat of my car and drove to my place.
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"Doctor, are you sure that there is nothing serious, why did she pass out while driving the car? It doesn’tseem normal" I questioned the doctor who was examining Freya.
She was still lying unconscious on the white sheets of my guest room.
"Don't worry Mr. Hudson she is fine. A sudden shock caused her to lose consciousness, she got scared of something. She just needs proper rest" Dr. Dobbs patted on my shoulder and left.
I sat on the bed, next to Freya, I took her hands in my mine, kissing it gently. I sighed,"You are going to be just fine. But what made you react in this way? You are a fearless girl" I said.
Slowly she opened her eyes and looked at me. I smiled with relief.
Freya looked around holding her head "how did I get here?" she asked in a weak voice and tried to get up from her lying position.
"Don't move! lie there" I ordered. She obeyed.
"umm..." she tried to speak something but I shhhed her.
"You passed out in your car, I brought you here" I informed. Knowing that her curious head would not rest without getting its answers.
"Drink this" I held a glass of glucose water near her mouth, she tried to take it away from me but I stopped her and gestured her to drink it from my hand. First, she gave me an unsure look then drank it. She was thirsty.
"Freya, what were you doing in that shady area and why were you murmuring? it contained the word kill in it"I asked, feeling confused.
As I mentioned that, I noticed a change in her, she was shaking and sweating. I got worried and reached out to hold her, she buried her face in my chest, hugging me tightly.Then she started to cry uncontrollably "Robert! He... will kill me. He killed him too!" she stammered.
I stroked her back and rocked her in my arms "Freya! nothing will happen to you. I am there with you, don't cry like this, you will fall sick" I tried to reassure her.
And after some time she stopped crying and was only sniffing now. I broke the hug but she was still holding me by my waist. I took her flushed, tearful face in my hands and looked at her eyes, "Shhh, you are safe I will not let anything happen to you. You are too precious for me to lose" I said softly. She looked into my eyes for a while and then gave a half smile. I returned her smile and kissed on top of her head. She was blinking her eyes at me like a cute doll.
"Forget everything, just remember me" I whispered while caressing her face. She closed her eyes at the warmth of my touch. Then I leaned down and kissed away the drops of tears from her beautiful face. She sighed and rested her face on my chest.
"Are you really my monster or someone else?" she asked in her weak voice.
I smiled "well, I don't know who I am anymore. But I know one thing, I want to be yours" I spoke in her ear.
She looked up at me with questioning eyes, maybe surprised by my sudden outburst. Like her I too was surprised, I spoke something which I never knew I felt for her, from where did these words arrive?
Freya shied away and hid her face by burying it in my chest. I felt a warm touch on the bare skin of my chest where the few buttons had remained undone. I closed my eyes to enjoy the gentle touch of her soft lips. Her lips slowly rose to my throat and to my chin. I sighed "Freya, don't stop" I muttered. She cupped my face and I looked at her, she was blushing hard. I moved my face to kiss her palm, and she immediately removed her hand and looked away biting her lips.
Desires were floating in my head, I desperately wanted to make love to her, but I needed to stop. She was weak, and I couldn’t force myself into her like a rapist, no matter how much my man parts were craving to be buried in that softness, I needed to get a grip. And on top of that, I was still unsure about her feelings. What if she ran away again getting me all hot and bothered up?
Taking a deep breath, "Freya, you need rest, get some sleep" I asked her in the nicest way possible. Then broke our hug. I was about to stand up when she caught my hand "Robert, please don't leave me alone" she pleaded, her eyes were glassy.
How could I say no to such innocence?
I took her in my arms again "okay, I won't leave" I said. She hugged me back, her face was resting on my shoulder "I have never felt this horrified before.Thanks for being there with me" she said.
"No need to thank me," I said.
She smiled and looked at me, breaking the hug again awkward silence filled us.
"Umm...Freya are you sure you want me to sleep here with you?" I hesitated.
She thought for a while and then nodded her head in yes then lay down on the bed, clutching my hand, gesturing me to lay beside her. I needed no further invitation, I lay next to her. My eyes weren’t ready to leave her sight.
Freya kept twisting and turning, it was clear that the shocking incide
nt wasn’t letting her sleep peacefully.
I stroked her forehead, "Freya, what did you see? And why is it bothering you so much?" I asked.
"Robert, I don't want to talk about it because if I tell you, I will have to recall that incident and its going to cause me a lot of pain" she spoke softly.
"Fine, I will not force you. But you need to sleep" I said as my finger gently brushed with her plump lips.
Her lips were so full, so red, so I leaned in to kiss her she didn’t protest, instead she kissed me back, moving as close to my body as possible. Our lips were just barely touching. Our warm breath mixed together.
I searched her eyes for consent and could see that she was still not sure.
