The Ties that Bind Me Book 1

One Goes, So One Can Come

As we left the compound weapons and supplies intact Lolek and I headed in the direction of the closest port city. We moved in the daylight, letting the night be our time to sleep. It was arduous and the trek took us across many miles of open desert before we would come to a town that we could restock and carry on. Our most precious commodity was water and we couldn't come by enough of it. Each town we came to had ration limits to what they could give travelers but we still made due. It was two weeks into our trip when we set up camp one night and finally relaxed that Lolek came over and held me tightly. He sat behind me and wrapped me in the scent of sweat and sand. I hadn't felt this safe since before I was taken from my old life, but I wouldn't have changed anything in that moment. He got up and led me over to our tent, gently he laid me on the canvas bottom and started to ravage me. His hands explored, his mouth tasted and in that moment I could have stayed there forever.

"I love you Imiri, through everything I love and I will always love you." A smile spread across his face as he kissed along my stomach, down to my hips and between my legs where his tongue gently licked and tasted me.

A moan escaped me as he grasped on to my thighs and burried himself deep within me. "And I love you. More than a billion stars I love you, more than life I love you. Lolek, please take me." I didn't have to beg, he quickly sought my mouth as he entered me fully, my hands grasping his back and my nails gently grazed his skin as he brought upon me an ecstasy that I could never get enough of.

Later as we lay in each other's arms is when tragedy struck. Lolek had gotten up to tend to the fire, then to the closest dune to check our bearings before we started again in the morning, but he didn't come back. I searched for him, but figured that he would catch up with me.

It wasn't untill three days later that I saw his dead body in the sand. My heart broke to pieces and I couldn't feel. I became numb as I sat with him before I went to my destination alone. He and I were going to go to scotland, but what was there for me now that he was gone. I went home then, to the only one that I knew. It wasn't long before I noticed that I was getting sick regularly and my stomach had started to swell. I had my father put in jail as soon as I got home and started to work on things to make my life better, to make our lives better.

Ours? Yes, I was pregnant and it was in that moment that I knew that I would never put my child through anything like I had been through, that I would never harm my child in any way. My mother was excited to have me home and to know that I was pregnant. My brothers tried so hard to marry me off, but I told them that I would do this alone for their father was my world, my everything. It took me months to even be able to smile again and even longer after the children were born (yes children, plural, I had twins) to even begin to come to myself again. Marika and Marek were my life and I wouldn't give them up for the world. By the time they were two I had my degree in Business and was running a company in Oregon where we all lived well and loved lots.

Each night I told them of their father and how much he loved them as he looked down on them from above. My beautiful Daughter Marika took after me with her fair complexion and brown hair, but my Marek so much like his father that at times it hurt. And that is the past now as my two children and I move towards the future, who knows what it will hold for us.