Road to Eternity

Chandler

Ch: 1

Haunted

    The room was quiet as she lay on the bed wondering what was going to happen next. The faint candlelight is swallowed by the hallow shadows that haunt every corner, and her dark anticipation grows with every breath. This elegant Venus who became so consumed with the world fell victim to its' poison. It was her only wish to be loved, but all she had was a life alone. She was so alone she forgot how to feel. Now she has found a way so she can feel again. Just once would be enough, to be quickened by a strong touch, and to be reminded that she is to be desired.

    Silently he creeps in almost animalistic. His features are strong and stern like those of an ancient warrior lost to time. He comes to stand by the foot of the bed and stares down at this lost soul once known as woman. Chandler began to tremble as she catches a glimpse of this man in the mirrors reflecting off of the walls. His eyes are deep and venomous. They almost appear to be the eyes of someone an inch away from death reflecting the last spark of life within. Sweat began to bead on his royal brow and trail down his face tracing the sharp nose and tense bone structure of his cheeks and mouth. He only stood there stiff and body erect as if he were a statue. Even though his shirt hung loose the cloth tugged at the thick muscles that screamed to be freed from their bonds. She watched as he clinched his fists with eerie desire and a thin beam of light seemed to ripple across his almond skin.

    "My name is Atienove. Tonight, your other life does not exist. Tonight, you have no worries or doubt. Tonight, there shall be no fear. Tonight, is about you and the pleasure you are about to experience."

    That was her experience six months past and she still cannot get him out of her mind. Chandler Walsh can be found roaming the streets every now and again hoping to catch a trace of that man who reminded her of what it was like to be an object of desire. She dreams of his touch and remembers his scent when she is fresh from the shower. Deep in her mind she knew that he was hired for specific services, but her emotions tell her so much more. Her emotions tell her that he was made just for her. In her mind she found the one man who could ever truly love her.

    Chandler, now at work on a windy Monday morning, finds herself lost in memory of that night. The routine of her life has become a gloomy flavorless repetition. She feels as if she must drag through sludge just to find the will to take the next step. She asks herself the same questions often, but today they seem to take on a different meaning. "What am I doing here? Why can't I leave this place and never look back?" For Chandler the questions are starting to take on a new life. Today somewhere deep in the recesses of her mind she has finally found the answer.

    She was born and reared in the back yards of Roswell New Mexico. She learned to be strong when strength was nowhere to be seen. She learned to be hard because in this area the weak are eaten daily. She pushed to educate herself and earn her place in the workforce. Now at the young age of twenty-eight she is the highest paid legal consultant for Resurrection, a drilling co-op with strong connections outside of the country. Chandler worked hard as a youth to further the will of a small oil consortium. With her assistance it is grew rapidly continuing to become fat off of the middle class. However, over time she became the façade that sheltered her inner being. She became lost within herself locking away her true emotions; never allowing herself to feel. That was why she took a chance to hire such a man. That is why her mind dares venture far away from her logic and reason this day above all others.

    After Atienove, she became a different woman. When she smiles it is a genuine expression and her laughs carry a genuine emotion. She feels once again and that has allowed her to gain a new perspective for the days to come.