Beautiful End

Grief

Sandra
About last night

I woke up to my head pounding, it was as if someone had hit my head with a bat. I couldn't even think straight, wait a minute, where was I?  I looked around the unfamiliar surroundings and I realized that I had no idea where I was.  I thought hard trying to remember how I had ended up here.

Last night's events started coming back to me as tears threatened to fall. I had come back from training very tired but had agreed to go sit at the pond with Jonas so we could actually talk and release the stress that threatened to swallow me whole. At least going to the pond was better than staying in the same room with Anne, who will whine and whine trying to get a reaction from me, which was rather annoying and a huge turn off.

I got into a pair of shorts and a beige top to go with it and then took a jacket since it was freezing outside, then I went off with Jonas to the pond.

Jonas was a very smooth talker and he knew just what to say to make someone laugh. I was cracking with laughter at something he had said when I sensed him move closer to me, meanwhile starring at my lips and back to my eyes.  At this point, my breath got caught in my throat as I waited anxiously for what he was going to do.

His eyes traveled towards my lips one more time and this time kept his gaze there, then he licked his lips as he brushed my lips with his hands, I kept my gaze down as he tried to get me to look at him.
The atmosphere seemed charged with desire and unspoken words, desire that I used  to feel for only Elvis.

Maybe I should let him kiss me, let him have his way with me so that I can forget about Elvis.  Yes!, this  was it, this was what I needed to forget about Elvis. It was high time I moved on, Jonas could distract me from Elvis, I could kiss him right now and move on with him and forget about Elvis.

With my mind made up, I lifted my head up ready for the kiss which I knew was bound to happen any moment soon, we looked each other in the eye as he swallowed seductively, meanwhile licking his lips, except the kiss never happened.

Loud yelling coming from the direction of the camp caused us to shift our gazes to that direction and just like that, the magical moment was lost.
Tilly trudged to where we both stood, we had both got  up when we heard the yelling, she suddenly gave Jonas a slap before turning around and running back meanwhile crying. Okay scratch that she gave him slaps.

"What was all that about?", I asked no one in particular. Anne who came with Tilly  told me what was happening.   Suddenly it was too much for me to handle, the son of a  bitch had played me, I turned and gave him two hot slaps before walking away in anger, hurt and betrayal.

I didn't care  where I was going, I just left, I eventually found myself in front of the camp bar, I headed in and  helped myself to some vodka and something else I don't remember now, it felt good and helped calm my fraying nerves so I continued drinking and drinking until at last, I passed out with exhaustion and grieve.

The last thing I remembered was a pair of strong hands holding unto me and carrying me away from the bar, I was too tired to argue with whoever was carrying me .

I woke up this morning and here I was in an unfamiliar surrounding.
I looked out of the window and saw that I was in a building which was high up the sky because just looking down made me dizzy, I closed the window and headed out of the room to find answers to why I was here.

As expected, the door to the room I was in was locked shut tightly. Why did my life suck so much?, this was the second time in a row that, I had been captured just in a year.

I headed back to the bed and sat down meanwhile looking around for something I might be able to use as defense should anyone come in to attack me.
Suddenly this was too much for me to take and I slumped down on the bed and shed tears, tears that I had been holding up until now, I cried for myself, I cried that I had lost Elvis,I cried that I had almost let another guy who was a cheating bastard take advantage of me, I cried that I was never going to  get my life back to normal and I cried for Anne, who had lost her way.

I was still wallowing in my misery when the door to the room I was in creaked open, I quickly wiped the tears from my face, not wanting my attacker to see me at my weakest moment.

Now , I want you to think about the feeling of joy you experience when you get something you have been yearning for some time ,well yes anything,and imagine getting it now. That's how I felt when I opened my eyes and  looked up to see the smiling and concerned face of Elvis, he was standing in the doorway, looking curiously at me and wearing a blue jacket with worn out shorts.

He looked more handsome than ever. All of a sudden, I didn't care anymore, I threw myself into his already waiting arms as we hugged and kissed all in one. I was so lost in his arms and so concerned about holding onto him, afraid he will varnish should I let go of him go  that I didn't realize we had company until he cleared his throat.

I looked behind Elvis to see a burly man of about thirty _five years old looking amusingly at us.
He strolled into the room and mumbled a hi before sitting down on one of the couches.

Elvis and I sat on the bed while I still held onto him not believing that he was here right now and I was with him. He wrapped his arms around me as he introduced me to the burly man.

He told me he had helped him find me and how they have being watching me for days, waiting for the exact moment when I would be alone so they could save me.
I smiled at the burly man, I believe he said his name was Andrew, or was it Paulo?,yes am sure it was definitely Paulo.

He smiled back as he got up and got me a can of soda which I gulped down thankfully. We lay down as Elvis held onto my hand and kept pegging it.

I need to tell you something, he said before I captured his lips in a frenzy kiss. We heard Paulo grunting before going out to give us some privacy. Paulo looked like someone I knew, but I just couldn't pinpoint where exactly.

As soon as Paulo went out, we were grabbing each other, his hands roamed all over my body, as I kissed him with passion and need that I had kept hidden for so long.

He tugged at my dress, and he took it off with no difficulty at all.
I pulled at his shirt as he took it off, and then his shorts were gone too.
I moaned as he sucked on my neck.

"Are you really sure about this?", he asked as he pulled away to get my consent before he did anything.
I nodded as he kissed me again ,this time with raw passion.

He refused to go further after that, saying he wanted to do that when the setting was right. I was so wet that I got angry, dressed up and refused to talk to him.

He went out afterwards, and came in with Paulo.

Elvis and Paulo went out shortly after  to get us food while I went to take a shower and wore one of Elvis's shirt and shorts. What!, I said I was angry with him and not his clothes.

As I waited for them to come back, I went about reading a book which I found starched between two other books on a shelf.
Soon, fatique took over and I laid my head on the pillows on the bed once more and went to bed, as I slipped off to sleep into the land of the unknown, my last thought was what was keeping those two so long.

Hurray!, it's an update, and yes it's interesting, hope you guys are enjoying this story so far, well ,I need you guys to keep your comments coming on this one, and the votes as well, am soo excited for this story, already have 307 reads and am so grateful to you my lovely readers. Promise from now on ,will try and update more quickly, well if you have being following this story from the beginning,I said that someone was supposed to die,well ,the time has come for that person,who do you guys think  is to die?,I would love to have your comments on this one. thanks, until next time. adios.