Cause You are Mine

Up in the Clouds

I was alone again. The maid has just left the house for grocery shopping. I was not even allowed to go for shopping. I was a prisoner here at the top floor of a luxuries building only permitted to watch people that were size of ants from above or observe the sky from the window which was covering the entire wall from floor to the ceiling that seemed to be creepy considering the height of the building. 

I couldn't decipher the reasons behind Damien's insistence to keep me here and not letting me go out to search for my life myself. I sensed and recognized that him and me were not close since he mentioned that there were not love between us, we were not at that stage before I committed suicide. So why was there the need and tendency to force a relationship that you hardly describe it as one because of his absence. He never stayed with me at nights only visited for a few hours before dinner and always found an excuse to leave me alone after small talk mostly consisted of my questions and his unsatisfactorily short answers.

I was not concerned about my past not as much as I feared and worried about finding his ulterior motives behind my presence in Damien's life. He obviously was not a worker with a proper job, the bodyguards outside the door and all the luxury he's been living in proved total opposite. And his hectoring expression while talking made everybody around abstain from him. Anyhow he was dangerously beautiful for a man at his age and position. His piercing blue eyes always drilled my insides with an undefined feeling.

I looked up the clock above the TV set. It was 5. Damien's appearance was about to impend.

I heard the door opened fifteen minutes later. I was still in my sweatpants and a large t shirt without bras because it was useless to try to look decent when my mind was disheveled.

Damien approached behind me as he usually did, wrapped his arms around my waist and sniffed my hair and then rained small kisses on my neck which caused me to shiver.

"Hmm" I moaned with his delicious kisses. He pulled me closer until our bodies glued to each other. We stayed like that until somebody barge in the room. Our heads turned to see the intruder in sync only to find the maid standing by the door her head bowed down as an excuse.

"Get out" Damien barked.

She hurriedly turned to leave however she didn't hesitate to glimpse at me with a hint of malice in her eyes which I was unable to understand.

Damien held my hand and sat on the couch pulling me with him and I fell on his lap side ways. A giggle escaped my mouth and turned my head to see him smiling at me.

His blue irises flickered to my lips and my breathing turned heavy as I realized what he was about to do. I wanted to stop him but I couldn't. Everything in my body was screaming for him so I closed my eyes and felt his warm lips on mine. Sparks shot through my body as he deepened the kiss lightly tracing my lower lip with his tongue so that I eventually opened my mouth to let him in. He groaned and his kiss became harder. Before I realized what was going on  Damien broke the kiss, removed me from his lap and placed me on the couch near him, breathing slowly as nothing had happened, however his lips were swollen proving the previous moments' authenticity. Then he raised up and smiled at me showing his straight white teeth making my heart skip.

"Where are you going?" I muttered.

"I just wanted to stop by and see how you are doing" he sighed

It was impossible to read any emotion from his expression. I was sick of this come and go's. So I stood up to meet him at the door and stopped him by grabbing his arm. He looked at his arm with indifference first then he glared at me as if I was committing a crime.

"Damien" I couldn't stop my voice to be shaken yet I continued to speak. "I want to know why I am here alone? Where's my family? Why don't they try to get in touch with me? What about my friends? What happened to me Damien? I am begging you to tell me something about myself and my life before, why do you need this secrecy? Why is it so important for you to keep me here unreachable?" I pleaded him with my eyes and with my words and released his arm.

He held my face between his hands and gazed at me deeply, intensely.

"Your family don't live here. You moved to the city for college and your home town is nearly across the country. The reason they're not getting in touch with you is that I never let them know about your incident which I believe would've devastated them as soon as they found out. I am trying to protect you here and let you recover before you interact with anybody from your past.It is healthier this way."

My eyes filled with tears which I blinked away to refrain from crying. He was still holding my face.

"I need to see a psychiatrist." I blurted. I was hopeless to get some help from anyone and at that instant a professional support seemed more reasonable than anything, anyone because Damien was not helping me much, for sure.

He sighed and removed his hands from face which suddenly felt cold without his touch.

"We'll see" he said and turned away once again to leave me behind in my misery.

"Why don't you ever stay with me? Isn't this your house? Where do you stay every night if not in your own home?" I was dying for the answers.

"It is complicated and I cannot give you any answers for now, there is a time for everything. OK?" I nodded with despair, unable to stop my tears from falling this time. He slowly wiped my tears and huffed.

"How about I take yo to your family?" he asked. I raised my head and looked in his eyes with astonishment.

"Really?" I beamed at him.

He laughed and hugged me. "Yes dollface yes." he stiffened all of a sudden leaving me perplexed. He never called me dollface before and saying it made him uncomfortable.

"When?" I squeaked ignoring his change in attitude.

"This weekend is fine with you?" he asked.

I jumped up and down like a kid clapping my hands.

"Okay okay calm down and try to get some rest. I will let you know the details of our travel later. In the meantime promise me not to ponder over everything. Deal?" he said in a scolding tone as if he was my father.

I wouldn't let his mood changes effect my excitement so I nodded once again.

For the third time that evening he attempted to leave and this time managed without my interference. I wouldn't give a damn about it for I was happy and up in the clouds.