Death Call (Part 1 complete)

Chap. 7 Arrival

-7-

 Arrival

We are alone again inside my room. I know it is hard to feel the strange atmosphere whenever he is with me. Before, he is too angry about me but now, he changes his mood. I don’t know how crazy he is but he is smiling at me like an angel. Oh, acting in disguise.

“Why are you smiling?” I ask him.

“I know you are afraid of telling your parents about the two of us. I don’t mind about my phone right now because I have this new plan of mine that will satisfy you for a lifetime. I am just joking about my leaving my phone here in your house, I just want to confess something real to your parents and I hope you don’t mind” he says then smiles again. The annoyance of his appearance begins to arise. He is acting devilishly.

“Please don’t laugh. I am so annoyed seeing it” I start pushing him away. I feel every second with him is unstable. I can feel his warmth and the scent of his aftershave is somewhat real fragrance of man for me. I can describe him as a whole and not by words. What are the things that I must do to hate him?

I am feeling abnormal now. I think that later on, I might become hyperactive enough without him. It means that emotions overflow without him because I can have my time thinking him again and again. I erase my anger in the bottom part of my heart and accept him in my world again. In fact, Carlo can accept him again because he knows the behaviour of this man as well as Joan. However, in his eyes I can read that he doesn’t want me. I don’t know what he really needs. I don’t have it so I will not play this kind of game seriously.

He stood in front of me, placing his hands on his pockets. I am leaning my hand on the window while facing him. Suddenly, he begins to move forward.

I can’t move. It is hard. I am freeze.

“Can you go out with me tonight?” he utters while his hands slowly run around my hips. Then, he pulls me closer to his body and let our faces be closer to each other. I think it is the second time I feel unstable again.

“What do you mean?” I ask him. I see his expression in blue eyes. I can’t remember the past. I wish I can have a temporary Alzheimer’s disease now. 

“I mean, as your boyfriend, I invite you to date. A very special date,”

“Did you say a ‘date’?” I ask him seriously.  “I can’t... I can’t... I can’t believe it,”

“If it is hard for you to believe it, start doing it now,” he replies.

I am not dreaming. This is real and I know that all will come true to me. My vacation is half complete. He really owns me as his girlfriend and nothing is clearer to it. I am thinking if there is something that I need to be happy or not.

“Are you happy or not?” he asks me. He combs my hair with his two cold hands. Her head is getting near each time I move. He totally seduces me. I must not fall unto his world again. I should think a little deeper.

“Why you’re seemed so problematic? He asked. I move my head away to resist him but he continues to ask me about it.

I breathe harder.

“Okay, I don’t have any problem. I am just,” I try to pretend something so that I can get away with this by now. “I am just having my menstrual period today. Early this morning, I can’t move and act normally because of this damn thing,”

“I know you can just hold on to that matter,” he says.

“Are you joking?” I react. “You are not a girl who can feel this way. Men could never put an advice to women about their physical problems,”

“Okay, I promise,” he touches my face gently with his hands. “Kath, if I tell you a secret, would you promise me to keep it forever?”

“I can’t promise you. I am not that kind of girl you can always trust,” I say. He scratches his head and moves back.

Suddenly, there are three knocks that sound on the door.

I hear mom’s voice. She is calling my name. I am on panic that time because I know that Isle isn’t home and it is already noontime.

“Katrina, Katrina,”

I open the door and she suddenly goes inside my room. First, she meets me with an angelic smile but afterwards, her mood changes. She keeps on asking me if where is Isle now. I cannot answer directly because Dwight is in my back, holding my hands tighter. He tells me to confess but there is nothing to confess because as the matter of fact, Isle is already an independent child. I move forward and start to talk.

“Isle is,” I pause for a moment. “He is in Sam’s house this time. I only let him go there for a moment because I have to clean the house before you arrive”

“Oh, I see. By the way, we have brought something for you from our trip,” she says. Although she wants me to feel happy and interested for that present, I only hold Dwight’s shirt as a sign of forcing to talk with my mother.

“What is your problem?” he says as I keep pulling him forward. Later on, my dad comes and calls Dwight's name. I watch him as he moves forward while I am on my place standing still and silent.  As my eyes are still on him, I feel something strange within me. It is like a vibrating effect that comes out from him.

“Kath,” he calls after my dad disappears. He suddenly kisses me at my lips that make me petrify at this time. His lips move and I find it hard to kiss him back. He pushes me towards my bed and lies down above me. He is wild at first but us he goes nearer again, he only kisses me once. Oh, that is terrible. That is terrible enough that a wild man could do. He stops.

He breathes harder.

“Dwight, what is the problem,” I ask. He bows down his head before me. I also inhale harder so that a lot of air will sustain back unto me.

“Sorry Katrina, I never meant to that,” he says.

“No, it is okay. Oh, it is not. You are right. You should not have kissed me”

“I need to go now,” he moves away from me. He is on his way towards the door when I force him to stop. He stands straight and looks at me. I walk towards him and hold his right hand. It is somewhat pale and cold thing.

“Please don’t go for now. I need to talk with you,” I say. He moves up his head and kisses me in my forehead. I do not know what it really means but I think that he will continue to leave me here in my room alone. I am sad. I am so sad knowing that he cannot even stay longer in my side. I feel like hopeless. I feel like nothing for him. He does not value me.

“I know what you are thinking now?”

“What?” I enquire. “What did you say?”

“I can read what is on your mind now. It is good to know now that you always need me. You are thinking for yourself that I do not love you anymore but you are wrong. I will not leave you now and I hate to make you sad. If you want me to stay longer with you then I will. You are not hopeless, Kath. You are everything for me since the time we have met, remember it?”

I am stun.

It is an incredible talent for a human being like him to know what is on my mind and to read it word by word. I am feeling curious now about it. Is he a vampire? How can he read my thoughts? I am curious.