The unpleasing noises of the streets, the place teeming with mass of crowds and the tons of luggage I'm carrying never failed to exasperate me.
"Oh I'm sorry. Excuse me please."
A man of his early twenties thumped into me. I didn't care at all. Nausea is trying to show off,
I feel my stomach disagree with the repugnant odor around this station. But least thing to do is to contain it.
As I let myself in, compensation started cycling my senses. "Lucy, hold on. You're already near." I told myself. This had been a year agenda I do every summer. I'm strained to experience vacation as the entire town urges me to dig on a break. I do work for straight 7 days a week 12 hours a day. Strenuous it sounds? I beg to disagree, im not a typical one.
Taking the weight off of myself I found comfort. I gawk a sight at my window and immediately shuttered it to darkness. I took out P-Lo my pig toy named after Jlo. There's none a need to keep awake, why not sleep for better sake?! This is also based on my yearly agenda.
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"How are you babe? I thought you'll really turn my shirt into a pool."
Damn my sleepy eyes. I opened it and discovered my head rested upon a broad shoulder. Gross I really, drool even at my age. He urged dabbing his white tee earning me chances to formulate his familiarity to me.
"You must be following me." I grimaced at the way he simpered at me. It couldn't be inadvertent. He used to throb over me at the station.
"How did you know? Haha" he said cackling the way he used to lift his ego up. I leaned my head back on him and heard a pound trying to make its way out in disparity. I snickered at my side mocking around this jerk.
"Calm down. You're too edgy babe." I said seeking to accentuate the words, zealously I dig my head deeper his shoulders. He used to heave a sigh and even being devoid of retaining say-soes. I textured his arms shifting lightly enfolding me in a warm teasing clinch. Devils do exist.
"I just love it when you're near me." He said in a manner I don't empathize. Stiff and rigid at the instant, I didn't earned audacity to isolate but in its place is being in the stream of my conditions.
Silly Lucile. Dormant at the arms of a total stranger.
Outlawed to a shift, palpitations had never been normal. But fates are always in my favor so did he entangled from his grip. A simple tap in the head stirred me up. Lifting up to catch his gaze, I perceived he smiled.
"It's not what you think. I'm sorry." He said openly. I bailed to my other side and bend over the velvety feel of P-Lo. There's none a way to escape from stimuli as I felt my eyes shifting at the direction of this man adjacent to my entity. Flabbergasted at the prospect of his eyes locking with mine. I dared to divert an austere chitchat.
"Hungry? Grab a snicker." I said fully determined with the clutch of my hand on a Chocó bar. For eternity's sake my life had been a living paradigm of dim-wittedness. Consciously a beam flaunted from his lips. "No. Thanks. I'm fine." He said. The hell did it turn the world 360 degrees that a brat earlier turned to a docile one.
In the midst of being shied away. I put back Lucile Greens to her initial stance.
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The serene waves of the ocean and the azure hue of the sky greeting me will indisputably regain my sanity. The water tickles my base and its giving me shivers down my spine. Not until I peeped a sight at somewhat an irritable chap. He possesses such intimidating exterior that I detest.
"Are you enjoying your vacation?"He said making his way beside me. "Yeah. Not until you came." With extension to full cynicism. He combed his hair soaking wet which provides attestations with him playing with the waters. "Youre meaner than I thought, Lucy." He said in an imperturbable manner. I pay no heed to his testimony. Besides meeting his eyes was somehow even worse. I didn't dare assume of what lay beneath his top cause his wet shirt reveals too much of my assumptions. I tolerated standing leaving him astounded.
"You're leaving too early. Don't you want to spend more time with me?"He said. I imparted a glare that heated him all over. "Eric were done. Aren't you contended yet?" I said owning no time for hum and haws. Raring to go and be away from him.
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Colored lights are dancing and twirling up to the moment catching up with some proverbial rhythm casting eccentric shadows all over the bar and the patrons. A panorama of the beach's night life perplexed the inner me being confounded at the vista. Primary to such occurrence I took a stool while the bartender attended me.
"Tequila sunrise please" I said for my appetite pines for some light liquor. My senses were surprised to be tickled by something at my back. I turned around and was displeased to such position having a man kissing my décolletage. "Damn.what are you doing?!" my voice rattled with a peculiar resonance of anger. I be gone away but he insisted grasping my emaciated wrist with his brawny structure. "Please Stop!" I cried as he tried pulling me in with a vigor that deteriorated my energy. I'm stiffened and apprehensive at the moment I felt his tongue pressed against the place he had kissed. "You're only mine Lucy. Just mine" he stinks like alcohol that nauseates me little by little. Closer he grasped my waist practicing his might. Wilted, I struggle to move away only making him nuzzle my neck just underneath my earlobe. I was about to break down when I heard a hasty fall. And at to my view, Eric was placed down at the thump of a guy that struck him. "Lu..Lucy, I want..yo..u back." With a shattered voice he murmured. Then I felt a grip on my wrist and there a familiar face stood up my front. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you" shuddered I spoke "yes...im fine, thank you." He stroked a smile and enfolded me in his arms. The fright I felt earlier departed with the way he held me, it was tender. I felt secured.
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"You should not go out too late" he said. He accompanied me all the way back to my room. "I never thought Eric will do that." I replied. Hastily he answered "but he did. He was drunk" I ended up revealing a frail smile. I looked up at the luminous sky above me freeing my soul to any kind of fear. "I didn't thought he still love me." Out of nowhere I uttered the topic. With his puzzled look, I did my best to satisfy his question "he's my ex lover. I'm sorry you were dragged to our mess." At the horizon, I was delighted to sight the view of my cottage. He cackled at my words. "It's okay. I can't contain seeing anyone hurt."
A few steps away I'm redirected at my temporary home. We stood still at the front of my door. "I guessed you dreamed of being superman right?haha"I intruded something which I supposed to be a joke. He laughed a bit and tucked the fallen curls rubbing against my cheeks. "You're prettier when smiling." Flustered I felt my blood raging up to my cheeks. I looked up with a smile but was astonished at the next events that brought me to a different sensation. He kissed me. i felt the overwhelming sensation of being swept off of my feet. He led me to a sweet rhythm of waltz but gasping I gathered strength to push away.
We shouldn't have done that. I felt flushing and digging myself underground would be a great present for me this moment.
"I'm sorry. Ah... I was just... carried away..." contritely he tried assuring me but then I ended faking up my shameless dignity. "Haha... no I understand... libido you know? Haha oh I have to be in. sorry haha." Ironically I bid goodbye and was about to cross the threshold towards my room but he grabbed my wrist. And offered me a look I can't bear. His eyes fiery and genuine he stated. "I like you Lucy." Astounded I noticed him walking away. I mashed my palm against my temple.
Damn it. Winston. I thumped into him at the station, I slept over his shoulders on the road, he saved me from my lunatic ex boyfriend, he kissed me and now he likes me. And now I think, I feel the same way.
i smiled at to my confession. can this really be love?
Then love must really be Obscure.
