Everyone has a past, a past they want to forget and the person they are with. We don't want to hold love anymore, because love doesn't always end up being something we want and hope.
Love feels impossible, it's the reason why most of us don't end up chasing it because what's the point of our kindness, honesty, loyalty, and trust when they end up having lust, fame, wealth, and pride being apart of it. Some end up taking their own life because they don't want to keep on having this feeling of empty, sad, pain, and guilt.
Virgil was one of them. Two hundred years ago he ends up taking his own life became his beloved wife end up cheating on him. They have been together for five years and got married in the summer of Colorado. Loving each other so much but the only issue was one end up traveling because of work, the other didn't since they always wanted to be wherever their Family was living (meaning having them chained to their ankle). Thinking the only way too pleased her urges is to fuck other men, her husband was a travel photographer, always on the road taking pictures of landscapes and exotic animals. He always wanted to take his wife on these long trips but she didn't like flying.
One year on his trips, a man approaches him asking him about his wife. This concerned him, the man looked like he was in his thirties with blue pants and a light long sleeve shirt, at 6ft, and had dirty blond hair.
"What about my wife? Do you know what she has been doing all this time?"
"Let's just say it's my job. And I either observe or guide for a person to understand life."
Virgil didn't know what he was talking about. To him, he felt this man was a stocker, "Look you better stay away from my wife before I end up taking care of you myself without getting the cops involved."
"I have no intentions to harm you or anyone. You had so many questions about your marriage when you first married her, and why she never wanted to go with you to other places?"
"Its because she doesn't like flying."
"Is that the only reason?"
Virgil had it with him. He was ready to punch the man in the face but before he could the man end up fading away like smoke. Virgil rushed to the airport getting a ticket home. What he didn't know there was a raven watching him following all the way.Back at his home, his wife Melissa was in bed naked with another man placing her hand on his hairy chest after enjoying his dick inside of her taking in his sperm, "Mmm that felt nice."
"Glad you liked it. It's a shame your husband is missing out on something this good."
"He's too worried about work then my needs."
"But he's a photographer, can't get a better job than that."
"I told him that's a dum job to have, he did nothing but focus on that when he should have done other jobs to still be with me." The window was open as the raven watching them. They were about to go at it again when Melissa heard Virgil's voice throughout the house, "Shit, he's already home?"
Trying to get dressed fast along with pushing her fuck buddy in the closet. Virgil barge in seeing her half-dressed, "What were you doing just now?"
"Whatever do you mean?"
Virgil smell the air briefly knowing the smell of sex and seeing other clothes that didn't belong to him, "Who do those belong to?" She didn't speak know she was caught. The man came out of the closet exposing everything. "This is what you been doing this whole time?" She looked down at the floor not wanting to look at him, "Why? Why are you doing this?"
"You're never home when I need you."
"You know I need to work."
"But every time?!"
"You could easily be with me since I can take you to my tips."
"I'm more worried about my family."
"HOW THE HELL DOES THIS HAVE TO DO WITH YOUR FAMILY?! I told you what was going to happen as soon as we got together, at the time I was in college to get this dream job!" (The fuck buddy was about to leave the room), "Don't you dare go anywhere fucker!"
"I didn't want you to have this job just because of how long it was taking."
"That's how dreams work, some take two or three years to get somewhere when mine end up being longer."
"I just wanted you more than anything else."
"It doesn't seem like it."
"I WAS LONELY!"
"A MARRIAGE SUPPOSED TO BE LOVE, TARES, AND TRUST! Not fucking lust!"
"Then I no longer care about you."
Virgil's heartfelt torn and tears started falling, he turned to the man that fucked his wife punching him in the face. But he didn't stop there, he ends up kicking him hard in the gut repeatedly until his stomach was black, blue and end up hacking up blood. Melissa begged Virgil to stop, "Why? So you can fuck him some more?" Having so much angry and upset on his face.
"You're killing him doing that!"
"Well good! This what happens when I'm being lied to." He then ends up kicking his face breaking his nose and making both eyes swell. Melissa tries to stop him end up being smacked in the face, he stopped looking at her as she started crying then looked back at the man he kicks the shit out of. Walking out of the house with the raven flying off the balcony.
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The Guardian
FantasyA lost soul ends up being a guardian but wants nothing to do with love because of his mortal years of dealing with fake love. A little girl that's not yet eighteen meets him in order to be with him but wants nothing to do with her. As these months p...