Facing 69

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"Okay!! I can explain" i plead, putting my 23 years of practice of getting that puppy face right, finally into use. He shuts the already damaged door behind my back , in a way i reckon.

I know my fingers feel the urge to tremble, my soul- to break down, eyes- to gush out tears. It's the mind that tells me to stand strong . how could i not listen?

My eyes shut, i hear the tap water running, merely took few seconds to fill the vessel, maybe a glass of water? I could see the smirk on his face, he gracefully placed himself in between the cushions, staring at me now, with what seemed like a passion to love, or a passion to hate, either of which, asked me to stay right there andd not move.

I got a grip and initiated to break the silence. "I.. I am.. I apologi.." When so sudden essence of his scent came gushing towards me. I caught my breath just to sense his. His broken lips whispering my name near my chin, soundlessly. He touched, with mere tips of his fingers, my shoulder, slid down the top, the strap, with so gracefully seductive gesture, caressing the mark , which he knew existed, with his breath and a slight touch of his lips. I shut my eyes tighter, holding on, crumpling the bedsheet, thinking about birds, rainbows, school kids, public toilets and every other thing that disgusted me.

I stood up in rage , collecting all the little self respect left in me. "Look. Sunn!! You are in trouble. I'm the reason" "You were always the reason" i sense him still staring at me, i look away. He gulls down the water filled then. "You are not here to apologize, are you?" Tucking my hair lock behind my ear, traveling his stare from eye to eye. I know i want to push him away and run back home. But the taste of his words, his essence, his touch , order me to stay, making me his slave. "I am" i lied. And he knew. Pulling back, he said with a tint of laughter in his voice, " so where are you taking me today?" "There." I answered.

He clinges his pinky finger with mine, just as he used to, and leads me towards the exit door. I obediently followed. He let me inside the car and took on the driver's seat. We left. A moment later, i redialed the last dialed number, feeling relieved after hearing a familiar voice on the other side. "I'd be there by 9 , love" said the other voice on call. "Um-hmm" i replied, knowing he wouldnt make it on time. "Look back. Its inside the red envelope" I peeped at the back seat. "Um-hmm" Not that i didnt had anything to say but the presence of the man next seat terrified me. "I love you" "Um-hmm" i love you too. I replied in my head. He hung up.

"Aaron?" it had been a while i had addressed him by a name, he took a glimpse of me and immediately looked away. "What is it?" He said in a straight dialect.

"Stop the car" i ordered. It was pitch dark outside , a oneway narrow lane , the ghats welcoming minimum traffic at that time of the night. I felt the the jerk of the break and the rushing sound of the tiers. "Unbutton ur shirt" i said streching back to pull out the envelope, laughing at what destiny was making me do. He called me heartless, hence you see love needs no logic. How can i otherwise being heartless see him having my heart?

Reviews

[Gre7g Luterman]

I didn't get this one at all. I think you have a lot of story in your head, but you're skipping around as you try to get it all out. Read this chapter OUT LOUD and I think you'll see what I mean. I don't think it's saying what you want it to say.

[jjwilbourne]

Hi Anika,
I'm a little confused about this chapter. But I think with some work you can turn this into a beautiful set of prose.
First, I suggest you go through and do some spelling, grammar and punctuation corrections. If you would like, I'll message you a list of what can be fixed.
Second, I think it'd important that you are a little more clear about what's happening in the scene. I'm disoriented. At the beginning I tbink she is standing (perhaps near a bathroom or kitchen?) Then I thought maybe she was on a couch. Then a bed?
Also I was confused about the events following the car stopping. Perhaps you can give a little more reasoning or motivation behind what happens.
This can turn into something great. A diamond in the rough.