Dark Desires (Vicious Series 1)

Chapter Fifteen

The light coming from the moon illuminates the water. I hear someone humming from above. It relaxes every vein in my body. Her soft voice brings comfort in my bones. It feels like I'm in the right place, my safe haven... my home.

"Can you see the moon, my princess? It looks so beautiful just like you," her calm and sweet voice filled my ears like a lullaby.

Gusto ko mang magsalita pero hindi ko magawa. But I felt her smile and caress me again.

"Yes... it's beautiful, enthralling..."

I gasp. Napabangon ako mula sa panaginip ko. I looked around hysterically, finding that comfort in the corners of the room, but instead I see darkness and a man beside me.

Napahinga naman ako ng maluwag kahit papaano, pero hindi pa rin maalis sa isipan ko ang panaginip ko kanina.

The dream felt surreal. I can still feel her touch and her hands on me.

Hindi ko namalayan na tumutulo na pala ang luha ko.

The feeling suddenly attacks my veins. Bitterness. Longing.

"Hey... love. You're crying," I heard Austin beside me then I felt his hands on my cheeks, brushing away my tears.

Hindi ko na kinaya at napahagulgol ako sa dibdib niya.

I don't know the woman in my dreams, but I suddenly miss her touch, her voice, just her entire being beside me. Assuring me that there's no need to be scared of. I'm safe. I'm home.

"Baby..." he caressed my hair and kiss it many times.

Humagulgol lang ako sa dibdib niya. Hindi masabi ang nararamdaman. Hinayaan niya lang naman ako. He keeps rubbing my back and gently swaying me to calm me down.

It helped, and when I woke up again. Umaga na.

Austin's face is all I see as soon as I wake up. Malungkot akong napangiti habang tinitignan siya.

Have you ever love someone and you can't help to be sad knowing how beautiful they were? It hurts you know. Loving someone hurts a lot like every piece of you are starting to build themself up and in the process, you're hurting, and you don't know if it's bad or good.

I can't tell either. Basta ang alam ko, mahal ko siya, mahal niya ako, pero nasasaktan ako.

"Good morning, love," he said and gave me a peck on my lips.

I suddenly woke up from my reverie and smiled at him.

"Good morning," I said.

He cupped my face then stares at me lovingly.

How I wanted him to always look at me that way. Like I'm his world, or like his orbit only rotates around me. I want him to feel the same as I feel towards him: dark and greedy. I want him to feel like he wants to crawl at my skin.

In short, I want his obsession to its deepest, to its darkest, until he had no choice but to be stuck with me, live for me, breathe for me until he can't.

I want him to want me like the air he breathes. Like the water that he needs for survival. I want him to cling to me like I'm his lifeline.

I always get to see that soft look in his eyes, but while in bed, it's wild and I see them wanted to devour every inch and piece of me until I'm nothing but a memory. But it's not enough. I want more, something dark and uncontrollable.

We started our morning with our usual routine, but without him by my side. Despite of wanting to be greedy of him, his scent irritates me so much, like I want to scratch his skin and place it with something new.