25-year-old Lyra loves to dance and hang out with her best friend, who is more like a sister. Lyra's world is turned upside down when she is taken hostage. Soon Lyra discovers she is drawn to one of the Russian men who took her and fights it, knowin...
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I arise early in the morning. The sun is barely setting over the ocean, only to run to the bathroom to throw up. Viktor runs in after me and grabs me hair out my face. I try to mumble, telling him to get out. I didn't want him to see or smell it. "Shh," he cooed me and patted my back like a baby.
I would laugh if I were not throwing up the seafood I had eaten yesterday. Once I'm finished, I flush the toilet and brush my teeth before grabbing water and downing it."Are you feeling okay" he asks, walking up to me to inspect my head for fever.
I shrug my shoulder." I feel fine, honestly. I think it's just my body adjusting to the sea." I mean, I have never been to the beach or anything like that." I explain. "Okay, well, I'm going to make us breakfast and coffee." Would you like anything special?" He asks.
I shake my head, then watch him and admire him while he cooks. His blue and white plaid night pants hang low, showing the dimples in his back and the v on his lower abdomen. "Mmhm, so damn sexy," I say, my eyes following his body, he moves around the small kitchen.
His crooked grin as he walks to me only makes me want him more."Coffee, my love," he holds out a white coffee mug to me in a questioning manner." Thank you," I say, taking the cup from him."I'm going to go up top for air." I announce as I'm already halfway to the stairs.
I set my coffee down on the ledge and twist my hair into a bun. Something feels funny, and that's when I realize I'm still naked. I facepalm my head and run back to the room. How the hell do you not know you're naked. Only me, of course.
I grab a plain white tank top and slip on a pair of dark blue jean shorts, not bothering for a bra or underwear. I don't make it two steps back up before I have to stop. I lean against the white panel walls and take deep breaths until the nausea passes.
"Are you okay" Viktor questions wrapping his arms around me." Yeah, I'm fine. Promise." I squeeze his hand and continue to the top of the deck. I know that If I had looked back. I would have seen the worry on his face. He cares about me. Like really cares. I let that thought settle for a moment, not sure why I take a moment to think about it.
I grab my coffee and sit at the plastic lawn table on deck. The sun's rays touch my skin warming, causing shivers to run down my spine at the same time. The sea is so quiet, calm. Small waves crashing against the boat is the only sound I hear. No other boats around. This is good, I think. We cant be sneaked up on here. We would be able to hear a boat coming. At least I think we would.
I Scream, and my heart rockets out of my chest as Viktor arrives beside me with two sold white plates of food."Don't sneak up on me, damn it!" I exclaim. He sits the food down and leaves coming back with his coffee a moment later."Nobody should be able to sneak up on you. Not in our world. It's too dangerous to let your guard down." He says seriously.
I raise my brow and take a sip of my coffee." Even in the open ocean?" I question. He nods, "Even in the ocean," he repeats. We eat our omelet in silence, and I think about what he said. Never let your guard down. Not in our world." I don't want to be in our world," I whisper so quietly I'm not sure if he even herd.
Later that evening, I'm ready to do something anything. I'm bored. So I clean. I find whatever cleaning chemicals I can find on the boat and clean like I have visitors coming.
Viktor comes up behind me and picks me up. I drop the rag as he throws me on the bed. I laugh and squeal at him. His shirt is off, and he is wearing dark blue jeans. My smile drops when I see his drop turn serious."What's wrong?" I question. He looks into my eyes and moves a piece of mt long hair behind my ear.
"I can take you." He says, assessing my face. I frown, confused." Take me where?" I ask. His fingers tickle my face softly." Out of this world. No more mafia. No more running." I'm lost at this and not sure quite what to say except"what? How?" I ask.
"I have an island in another country. They would never look for us there. Never know. It's untraceable to me. There is a catch, though." He says, hesitating the last part. "You would most likely never see Laura or heath again." My heart breaks at the thought. I don't know if I could do it.
"You don't have to give me an answer right now. It's just an option I think you should think about." I simply nod because well, what else can I do. I need to think about it. I need other options to consider. He smiles as if to get rid of the heavy thoughts and kisses me. His soft lips are meeting mine in passion. One thing I do know for sure. It that Viktor has been my rock. The reason why I have been able to get through any of this.
I try to put that into the kiss. How much he means to me. How thankful I am to have him by my side through all this craziness. ~~~
Over the next few days, I puke every morning. It's starting to worry the both of us. I'm not clueless when it comes to pregnancy, and neither is he. We're both starting to wonder and think about the probable cause for my sickness. We both agree to focus on a making plan A, and if this does not pass in a few more days, we're going to head back to town to take a test.
I think taking the test scares me more than wondering. While it's killing me to wonder so much. Considering proof makes it all the more possible and real for me. What the hell are we going to do? Raise a baby while on the run from my father? Give the baby up? I cant do abortion. I won't even consider it. Honestly, I don't think he will want that either. But I don't know for sure. It's on our minds, but we're not talking about it.
Not much point until we know for sure. We don't let this stop us from having sex, of course. I wish we could say or pretend we're on vacation, but we both know we're far from it — the reality of our situation on our fingertips. There is also the weight of the option Viktor gave me. Could I do it? Just run away from our problems. Could I leave my family behind forever?
I shake my at my self and then chug a bottle of water." No, I don't think I can," I whisper to my person." Don't think you can what?" Viktor asks, coming down the stairs. I sigh and throw my water bottle in the black tin trash can."Don't think I can just run away. Not only Laura but from my father." I shake my head. "We have to tackle this problem head-on," I say and look him in the eyes.
He walks up to me and pulls me into his arms. His head lays on mine."You amaze me. You know that, right?" He says, cupping my face pulling me to his lips. ~~~~ So do you guys think she is pregnant? If so, what will they do?
