‘I am going to burn this whole neighborhood!’ she would yell loud enough for the neighbors to hear whenever one of her cabbages was found half-eaten. Everyone knew it was just rabbits but my paranoid Kristina was certain one of the neighbors did it.
I sigh softly as a yapping noise penetrates my thoughts. I turn my head.
“We could go skin to skin, or are you prude?” Carlos is saying.
“What?”
He gestures to the back seat. I tense up. Carlos does not notice my discomfiture because he is driving. In a carefree gesture, he flashes a pack of condoms. I withdraw my gaze from that sight. I have noticed that the same hand is not leaving his crotch. I am excited for my life ahead, though I dread the price I have to pay for it.
“Do you promise there is a job for me at the diner?” I ask him.
“You’ll like it, you’ll see,” he says.
He did not answer my question about the job. I fear he will lie to me but I have no choice. The price to pay ahead is hefty. Nonetheless, I am ready to pay as much as I can for the sake of freedom and happiness though pains me to have to give my virginity to a slob. I shake my head to ward off the thought.
Carlos is putting away the condoms when suddenly something or someone jumps up from the road ahead. The impact is minimal though it sends whoever or whatever it is flying off the road. Carlos nearly loses control of the car. In a panic, he presses the brakes and the car goes sliding across the tarmac. I let out a small yelp before the car comes to a standstill.
“Are you alright?” he asks me.
I nod. “Yes.”
We both stare ahead of us. Caught in the headlights is a tall masculine silhouette of a person.
“Did you hit him?” I ask.
Carlos does not answer. He turns off the car headlights and we are immediately swallowed in darkness.
Alien Love - Book 2
Chapter 9
Alice
If a hair had fallen to the ground at that moment, it would have been heard. The eerie silence is worse than the dark. Despite myself, I reach out to Carlos’ hand. I feel he is cold with fear.
“Turn on the lights,” I say to him in an inaudible whisper.
Carlos obeys. He does more than just turn on the lights. He steps hard on the fuel. The engine revs like an angry beast. I shout in protest. I want to tell him that he cannot just drive off without checking what or who we hit first. I don’t get the chance to because the engine sputters and dies. The lights go off again.
“Damnit!” Carlos punches the steering wheel.
I feel his dread. I don’t know which is worse; to drive off without ever knowing what we hit, or to have our car die in the middle of nowhere. What if we hit a person and he needs immediate medical attention? Oh goodness, what if he is dead? My thoughts spare me not.
I turn my attention to Carlos. His hands seem frozen to the steering wheel. He doesn’t move. I suppose he is afraid of the dark. I am more afraid of waiting, just in case it leads me back to the home I escaped from. We were still nearer to Shoelace than anywhere else.
“I’ll go check.”
“Go be brave!” Carlos has the courage to say.
I clutch the door handle. “Don’t drive off without me.”
“Can I leave my princess?” He jeers.
I inhale deeply then leave the car. A gust of wind puts my hair in disarray. My eyes sweep the desert across interstate road. I don’t see anything. I really wish the car headlights were functioning. Even when I stare back at the Chevy, I cannot make out Carlos’s figure. It’s like he’s not there at all. There is nothing to see. I am about to return to the car when I sense a presence near me.
In cold dread, I turn slowly to my side. My breath gets stuck in my throat. Next to me is a towering figure with the most beautiful sculpted body I have ever seen. He towers over me like a demigod staring down from the heavens, or the statue of David on his pedestal. I can barely make out his skin, but his silhouette reveals a long healthy crotch. His white hair sweeps in the wind, and I feel vertigo. Though I can hardly see, I know it is for certain in my heart of hearts. I have met the man from my dreams, literally.
“I, Prince Erien, son of King Brodmit Heluka and second in line to a formidable throne stand before you deceitful damsel in the bowels of hell. State your name and business, at once,” he demands.
His voice has an accent I cannot distinguish. It is almost as if he is singing when he speaks to me even though he is not saying very nice things. I take a step back. I am apprehensive because I am only realizing that he is absolutely nude. Where did he come from, I wonder? There isn’t a sign of a crash or anything.
“Why are you naked?” I ask instead.
“A man with no honor deserves no clothes,” he answers, in a matter-of-fact tone.
I start to wonder whether he is a mad man. Maybe he is a gypsy or a hitchhiker who got unlucky. Curiosity kills me.
“Do you have no honor?”
“What honor is there in hell?” he asks me.
That he keeps mentioning hell makes me uneasy. I was raised catholic but do not like to think of the supernatural. I start to think where Carlos is. Then it hits me. This man had been knocked out by the vehicle, how come he was standing tall before me without a hint of being bruised. He should be hurting badly. I hit my head with my hand just to make sure I am not dreaming. I am not, and yet I cannot think straight.
“Please wear something.”
I toss him my trench coat. It is not really for his sake, but for mine. His strong body is making me weak in the knees. He has the most majestic body I have ever laid upon. And as my eyes adjust to the dark, I can see his skin is a pale ashen gray. His eyes are a silver sparkle as if the stars are reflecting in them, and though his face reveals no expression I can read, he makes me want to do things to him… things with his body. I swallow hard. An unsettling feeling hits my gut. He doesn’t talk much. I wonder if I should worry about that.
In the blink of an eye, a car appears from nowhere at an alarming speed. Instinctively, I move out of the road. The strange man realizes too late that he should vacate the road. I scream when the speeding car is about to pummel him to death. Then, with the grace of an angel, he jumps high in the sky and the car passes beneath him. I gape so hard, my eyes could have fallen out of my sockets. This man can fly! He lands on the tarmac with the same grace.
“Whoa, are you an angel?” I ask, amazed.
“Angels don’t exist,” he answers.
“But aliens do!” Carlos says in an eerie tone. At the same time, he swings a spanner and hits Erien square in the head.
I watch Erien stagger. I can’t believe Carlos tried to murder the man of my dreams?
Chapter 10
Erien
One thing is certain about Soleroids; we die hard. When a little man appears from nowhere and hits me in the head, I feel nothing of consequence. It is only the inconvenience of more monsters appearing in the dark that makes me stagger. I am starting to think that the creatures in hell are not as strong or scary as Gran’s story. I make a mental note to confront her when I return… should I ever return.
In fact, I find the damsel quite easy on the eye. She is very different from Sasha, and she talks with an odd slur to her words. I figure she is poor born, whichever planet she comes from. She has offered me a cheap material for covering. Normally, I would reject it but I suppose I will need loyal subjects if I am to remain relevant in this desolate land so I take the trench coat and wrap it around my waist.
The one who called me an alien continues to barrage me with the spanner. I think he is more annoying than a desert fly. With one hand, I choose to swat him. His neck feels brittle in my grip. I give him credit. The little man has his feet dangling in the air and yet he is still swinging the spanner at me. I decide to give him a taste of his own medicine. No one dares to touch a royal. No one dares to lay a finger on me, not even in hell.
In a swift movement, I disarm him. I am only a second away from c
racking his head open when the damsel throws herself at me.
“Please, don’t kill him,” she says. “He doesn’t know what he is doing.”
I look at the soft features on her face. There is beauty there that I did not see before. I wonder if she is as daft as girls from Solasis who only seek vanity.
“And you, do you know what you are doing?” I ask her.
“I am begging for my friend’s life,” she says.
“Friend?” The thought that I need loyal subjects makes me drop him to the ground. He falls like a sack. I watch as the damsel runs to him. I consider that perhaps having them with me, would only slow me down. But then, I am in no hurry. It’s not like I have anywhere to go.
“Carlos.” She takes his head into her lap.
“Alice…” He gasps. “My throat hurts.”
I watch as Alice huddles over him in the manner a wet nurse would a babe. She is so kind. I am unfamiliar with such sentiments. I wonder if she is betrothed to him. Perhaps they have done the wedding dance which is why she is so concerned about him.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
The man named Carlos points an accusing finger at me but says nothing.
“We have to take him to a hospital.” I realize that Alice is talking to me.
“A hospice?” I grin, showing off my perfect teeth; they are perfectly lined, a glossy white and my canines are edged like a dagger. Alice is not impressed.
“You think this is a joke?” She stands up. Her blue eyes are ablaze with an emotion I cannot decipher. Despite her anger, I am certain that she is drawn to me. I don’t blame her. I have never met a girl who didn’t. Even Mother tree would skip to my clean bed if I gave the word. My smile widens.
I am about to say something smart when Carlos coughs. He slowly gets to his feet. Alice holds his hand in case he stumbles. I find it comical. Carlos was the one who had attacked me and yet he was the one bruising. I remember the Soleroid philosophy, you either win or you die. I decide to give him a chance; after all, I am not certain what philosophies are observed around here.
“Let’s get out of here, Alice,” Carlos tells her.
Alice throws me a quick glance and reluctantly, turns away. She strolls back to the six-eyed hell monster, which I have come to reckon is only a transportation device. Carlos is heavy on her heels. I grimace. Perhaps I should have hurt him more to smack that swagger out of his step.
“That’s that, I suppose,” I say to myself. Admittedly, I am surprised by the turn of events. I had expected a more gruesome confrontation. “This is child’s play!” I scoff and turn away.
The encounter has left my blood pumping. This is not a vast wasteland after all. There is life out there, and I am damned to find it. Maybe they will make me their king. I smile. A new hope has sprung in my being.
Feeling my strength renewed, I make my path off the road. That way, I am certain that those two occupants from hell will not follow me. And off the road, I believe I will be more secure should there be any more creatures looming in the dark. My sentiments are almost correct. I have only walked a few miles when I sense a presence behind me. This time, I am not afraid. I know who it is.
“Why are you following me?” I ask without looking, turning or stopping.
Yet, I slow down. I know she cannot catch up if I continue walking in long strides. Alice hurries to walk next to me. I only have to look down to see her auburn hair cascading down to her shoulders. She is shivering and hugging herself. When I see she is struggling to keep up, I stop and face her. She studies her feet as though shy. I wait a moment to get my answer. She doesn’t expect me to ask the same question twice. Or does she?
Alice speaks. “He is scared. He wants to go back… I am not going back.”
It is dark and yet, I can read her well. She is lying through her teeth. I am not gifted in reading mind, yet her innocent visage mirrors each inch of her emotion. She is fearful of me, though only because I am a stranger to her.
From the way her hand is held protectively over her stomach, I know that Carlos tried to force himself on her. There is a slight scratch on her cheek, where he must bruised her when she said no to him. My theory is given evidence by the slight tear of her white top. For some reason, she said no to him. There is nowhere to run, and so she must think that following me from a distance will keep her safe; a risk, though a good one. I can protect her if all her loyalties are with me.
“Huh. Why are you following me?”
My mouth lets out before my brain can stop me from asking the same question twice. I am supposed to torment her with a cold glare until she answers my question correctly. Now, I didn’t have any leverage over her – not that I had it before.
She stares up at me and at once, I am mesmerized by the blue of her eyes. My body tenses with desire. Damn it! I think to myself. If she realizes I have a craving for her supple body, she will leave me. Then I will be just like that Carlos she ran away from. I change my stance.
“Do I have to wait 30 seconds each time to hear your response?” I am not used to waiting for replies. She startles. Was she daydreaming? I wonder.
“I’ve seen you in my dreams,” Alice says quickly.
My gaze sweeps over her body. They stop at her round breasts. It is as if her nipples are trying to break through the cotton of her shirt. I smile inwardly. At least this attraction is not one sided. I stare back at her face, those eyes. There is no sign of desire there. I feel insulted by that. She is supposed to show that she wants me so that I can show that I want her back! What kind of lady is she?
“Odd. I have never seen you in mine,” I say sans emotion.
“Oh. I don’t think it works like that.”
I turn from her and continue to walk slowly. She hurries beside me, so I slow down even further. I wonder what I would have done if I didn’t like her. I cannot imagine it. In any case, company is welcome.
Alice does not know the effect she has on me. The trench coat around my waist is doing well in concealing my rigid manhood. I wonder why I am so hard even if the air is chill. It must be that I hadn’t finished making love to Sasha. She is light years away and I am thinking whether she is making love to Kravis. Maybe she is married to him already. I grit my teeth.
Unsuspected, Alice entwines her hand into mine. Hotness shoots from my brain to my pants. Damn it! I think my juices of desire are on the verge of exploding; my body tremors with desire. Alice misinterprets it.
“Are you cold?” she asks.
“No. I’m just upset.”
Chapter 11
Alice
Carlos is a pig! I don’t know how I could have been so stupid as to trust him. Even after all that had happened, he had tried to rape me in the back of his car. I felt my skin crawl! We’d just gotten back in the vehicle after the fight when he’d reached for his condoms. I was too busy trying to look for something warm in the back seat when I’d felt a horrid lump hit my butt. I didn’t see it but it felt really tiny. Just thinking about it made me mad. I fought my way out, and like an angry cat, he scratched my face. To get away, I hit his wounded neck and then ran blindly.
If it wasn’t for the gleaming hair of Erien, I would have certainly been lost. The wave of his hair was a beacon giving me hope. I had no choice but to follow him. When he confronted me, I was afraid that he would be a savage. I didn’t know what I would do if he tried to hurt me, but he didn’t. He is too preoccupied in his own thoughts.
So now, I follow Erien; the prince from my dreams. The rustling from the bushes scares me. What if Carlos had followed me? I hurry to Erien and entwine my hand in his. He shudders.
“Are you cold?” I ask.
“No. I’m just upset.”
I don’t know what to say but, “Can I help?”
He looks down at me with those silver eyes of his. He gives me his perfect smile. He must have seen that I am tired of walking because he stops. Both our body temperatures are alarmingly hot. I figure that perhaps our bodies are over-compensating the
cold.
“You are pretty,” Erien says to me.
It is my turn to shudder. I entwine my legs strongly so that the softness between my legs does not explode from heat. I want him badly, and just as bad, I don’t want him to know it. Yet, this is a sign; an indication that he may possibly feel the same way. My eyes lower to his waist. I wonder if the trench coat around it is meant to hide anything. I really wish it is. Cautiously, with my free hand, I touch his belly button.
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