HOA fiction : Soldier of Fortune

14- Heart of Gold

- 14-

Heart of Gold

You keep me searching

For the heart of gold

Most of Salim Othman's daily life has returned to the original cycle since Jason Kolchek disappeared...again.

The truth was that it started from the last incident in the core of that cave,

he had mentally accepted the possibility of his own death or becoming Jason's meal, If it could save Jason's life.

Salim found that he usually placed his hand on his lips unconsciously.

In that moment,

He kissed Jason and revealed his deep thought that he had never even realized when it happened.

After the end of his marriage, Salim completely devoted his life to Zain, giving every moment and everything he had to his son.

He had no interest in anything else, and the thought of falling for someone else never even crossed his mind. There was simply no space for anything unnecessary in his life.

This wasn't due to any kind of lockdown; it was simply that the feeling had not been important enough for him to remember.

However, now his mind was constantly inundated with thoughts of Jason and he couldn't seem to stop Jason's images from flashing in his head.

After regaining consciousness, the first word he called out was Jason's name, but there was no response from any voice.

Now Salim found himself alone in the house as usual, with no one else. But he felt disturbed by this silence.

Salim didn't know how to trace the origins of all matters in that abyss.

What happened after that?

After he stabbed himself instead of doing what Jason requested?

First, he could vividly recall Jason's eyes widening in shock, the sound of his close and profane swearing closing to his ears, He could feel Jason's embrace as he supported Salim's collapsed body, and the sensation of Jason's pale face buried in his neck with his racing heartbeat.

Salim experienced a wave of pleasure, replacing the pain from the wound.

He raised a smile at the corner of his mouth before slipping into unconsciousness.

Since realized that he still could wake up,
still in the same house, and no traces of wounds at all.
It could be assumed that the final outcome might not be as bad as he had initially feared.

Salim sat at the edge of the bed, staring at the spiked iron rod that had once been used as a weapon against vampires, and nearly used to end Jason's life...and recently his own life too.

This time, he stopped praying that it wouldn't be picked up for any purpose,
realizing that even if the disaster had not yet come to an end. He felt a renewed sense of strength and determination, he was capable of standing strong against it.

The nightmares that had once haunted him before were no longer a concern.

"Fuck!"

Jason stormed out of the interrogation room in frustration,
having lost count of how many rounds of physical examination he had been subjected to.

He couldn't help but cooperate, no matter how many more rounds of tests he would have to endure.

Jason understood that he had to cooperate with Eric and Rachel, as they seemed to have suffered enough bad luck because of him.