Lucifer

34. Honesty And The Heart

Oh wow.

That was why the moment she walked into my room, I noticed how strange she really looked. It's because they resemble each other very much.

"Why lie that she's your house help?" These are the things that causes me to get upset with him, keeping me in the dark.

I'm choosing to listen to what he has to say this time.

"I've never told you that. Yes I didn't fully tell you everything but she has her reasons why she didn't want you to know" When I think about it, he'd never introduced her as his maid.

But I think I have an idea why. I think Miss Leona wanted to know the type of person I am looking from the point of view of a maid. Why?

Honestly I don't feel upset at all. Infact I'm happy he has someone like her as a mother.

So that story she told me was all her. Wow. I'm sorry they had to go through all that. Dealing with a child coming home with broken limbs couldn't have been easy to deal with, especially with her separation and doing everything alone.

Wow this is kind of a lot to take in.

"Ok. I understand" He looks like he doesn't believe me.

"It's ok really" I wonder if I should tell him that she told me about a part of his childhood?

"I also do not hate you...Infact it's quite the opposite" He looks at me as if he cannot believe I just said that. For some weird reason I feel the urge to kiss him, then immediately, again I remember that was drugged and raped. How do I deal with this?

No. I will leave his childhood business alone.

"I...I have something else I want to tell you" I look at him curious. Why does he sound like that? He'd never done that before.

"You were with me the entire time you were drugged, so no one harmed you" It feels like a ton of steel lifts from my chest at this moment. If that's the case it means I wasn't raped.

Thank God!

Why does he look so uncomfortable though?

"What's wrong?" I ask concern and touch his shoulder.

"If only you know how I feel right now"

"I just don't want you to have any regrets. I will grant your desire, but just know that I respect you very much"

"For the record, I want this too"

"...You said that you respect me. If you know that you are clean as I know that I am...Please be careless tonight. I need this"

"You're perfect"

What?

My whole body goes weak after that memory. I'm certain it's a memory. I can now differentiate a memory from if I'm being tricked.

It's the memory of last night. He's the one.

I can't believe this. Damn it!

Thinking back on something his mother said...

"Speaking of, it was really weird that he wiped his car out today before leaving. I've never seen him do that before"

...Was he wiping out blood?

My blood?

Something did happened afterall. I was right all along, except that it wasn't rape.