♪♪Vengeance Leads to Love?! Chap 3
They get to the cabin, she gets upset.
Cyrus
On my way to the cabin, I realized I no longer wanted revenge on Maira. I was so happy she remembered me. I put the truck into high gear, and speed toward the back roads. Once Maira had woke up, we had to go onto the main road a few times to stop at the store, or to let her go to the bathroom. Finally, about 6 hours later, after Maira had fallen back to sleep, and it was pitch-dark out, we made it.
I looked at the clock on the dashboard, it read, "4:00 a.m." I pull into the garage, and lock it, I then, rub my face, and get out of the car. I look up at the cabin. Only Becka and I knew about this place, now it feels even more special since Maira would see it. Opening, the back door, I get Maira out, I carry her inside, and lay her on the bed. I walk into the living room. I feel everything inside me fall apart, the pictures of Becka and I were everywhere. I kneel down remembering everything of our few years together. From the dating, to the wedding, to getting our jobs, and becoming Maira's guardians. I smile through tears as I remember the day we met Maira. Becka had fallen in love, instantly. We had planned on having our own kids, but it never happened. I close my eyes, knelt down, and finally let out all the hurt, sadness, and anger, I've been holding in during the past few years.
Next morning.
Maira
I roll over and stretch, not knowing where I was at, I sit straight up. This wasn't Cyrus's place, and where was Cyrus? I get up and cautiously walk into the living room, I then stop dead. Cyrus is knelt down, hugging a picture tightly to his chest. It was of him and Becka. "Cyrus...." I murmur gently, taking his face in both my hands. His face is stained red with tears, and his eyes are kind of bloodshot, and he was staring into space. "Cyrus, I remember everything, the promise, and it is all my fault your wife was killed...I know you probably hate me.: I lean my forehead against his, I was in love with him, I just realized it. I know it is not right, and I shouldn't be but...I cam. "Cyrus, I don't want you to cry or be hurt and angry anymore." I sigh, brushing my lips gently across his forehead. "You can torture me and hurt me all you want, just don't be sad anymore." I murmur, laying my head against his neck, and pull my shirt up to wipe his tears. "I'm sorry," I whisper, gently kissing his neck once, and I go to stand up, but he stops me, wrapping his arms around my waist, "Just let me hold you." He murmurs, nuzzling my neck. "I'll stay here forever if I have to." I whisper, running my fingers through his hair.
Cyrus
I had still been knelt down in the floor when Maira found me. I had stayed there all night. I looked at the clock, it had said, "10:00 a.m." But now I couldn't believe how carefree, and happy I felt. Maira made me feel amazing. Her skin was so smooth, like porcelain, in a way, I wish I would've been Kame, but I wouldn't have hurt her. I would've treated her like she is supposed to be, gently, like glass. I sighed, nuzzling her neck, I then felt my blood boil, as I see several bruises on her neck. I would kill Kame when I had the chance. I sigh as she runs her fingers through my hair. I let everything melt away, and just focus on us. I start kissing her, at first gently, and then the kiss builds with passion. She wraps her arms around my neck, and kisses me back. I stand up, wrapping her legs around my waist, I run my hands up and down her back.
When she moans, I lose my control, and before I even know what's happening, we're on the couch, my shirt is off, and she's reaching for my zipper. I realize we're making a mistake, it is way too soon, and kind of not right. "Wait." I say, pulling away from her, she just reaches for it again, and I avoid her, "What's wrong?" she asks, pulling her shirt down. I just look at her red swollen lips, and I feel regret. But also love, "We can't do this, not now." She just stands up, doesn't say anything, and walks out the door. I sigh.
On my way to the cabin, I realized I no longer wanted revenge on Maira. I was so happy she remembered me. I put the truck into high gear, and speed toward the back roads. Once Maira had woke up, we had to go onto the main road a few times to stop at the store, or to let her go to the bathroom. Finally, about 6 hours later, after Maira had fallen back to sleep, and it was pitch-dark out, we made it.
I looked at the clock on the dashboard, it read, "4:00 a.m." I pull into the garage, and lock it, I then, rub my face, and get out of the car. I look up at the cabin. Only Becka and I knew about this place, now it feels even more special since Maira would see it. Opening, the back door, I get Maira out, I carry her inside, and lay her on the bed. I walk into the living room. I feel everything inside me fall apart, the pictures of Becka and I were everywhere. I kneel down remembering everything of our few years together. From the dating, to the wedding, to getting our jobs, and becoming Maira's guardians. I smile through tears as I remember the day we met Maira. Becka had fallen in love, instantly. We had planned on having our own kids, but it never happened. I close my eyes, knelt down, and finally let out all the hurt, sadness, and anger, I've been holding in during the past few years.
Next morning.
Maira
I roll over and stretch, not knowing where I was at, I sit straight up. This wasn't Cyrus's place, and where was Cyrus? I get up and cautiously walk into the living room, I then stop dead. Cyrus is knelt down, hugging a picture tightly to his chest. It was of him and Becka. "Cyrus...." I murmur gently, taking his face in both my hands. His face is stained red with tears, and his eyes are kind of bloodshot, and he was staring into space. "Cyrus, I remember everything, the promise, and it is all my fault your wife was killed...I know you probably hate me.: I lean my forehead against his, I was in love with him, I just realized it. I know it is not right, and I shouldn't be but...I cam. "Cyrus, I don't want you to cry or be hurt and angry anymore." I sigh, brushing my lips gently across his forehead. "You can torture me and hurt me all you want, just don't be sad anymore." I murmur, laying my head against his neck, and pull my shirt up to wipe his tears. "I'm sorry," I whisper, gently kissing his neck once, and I go to stand up, but he stops me, wrapping his arms around my waist, "Just let me hold you." He murmurs, nuzzling my neck. "I'll stay here forever if I have to." I whisper, running my fingers through his hair.
Cyrus
I had still been knelt down in the floor when Maira found me. I had stayed there all night. I looked at the clock, it had said, "10:00 a.m." But now I couldn't believe how carefree, and happy I felt. Maira made me feel amazing. Her skin was so smooth, like porcelain, in a way, I wish I would've been Kame, but I wouldn't have hurt her. I would've treated her like she is supposed to be, gently, like glass. I sighed, nuzzling her neck, I then felt my blood boil, as I see several bruises on her neck. I would kill Kame when I had the chance. I sigh as she runs her fingers through my hair. I let everything melt away, and just focus on us. I start kissing her, at first gently, and then the kiss builds with passion. She wraps her arms around my neck, and kisses me back. I stand up, wrapping her legs around my waist, I run my hands up and down her back.
When she moans, I lose my control, and before I even know what's happening, we're on the couch, my shirt is off, and she's reaching for my zipper. I realize we're making a mistake, it is way too soon, and kind of not right. "Wait." I say, pulling away from her, she just reaches for it again, and I avoid her, "What's wrong?" she asks, pulling her shirt down. I just look at her red swollen lips, and I feel regret. But also love, "We can't do this, not now." She just stands up, doesn't say anything, and walks out the door. I sigh.
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