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Chapter Six
TRANSFORMATION
“ZENA! WAKE UP, ZENA!”
Who was calling me? He sounded so anxious.
“ZENA, OH PLEASE! OPEN UP YOUR EYES!”
My eyes? But my eyes were open and yet I can’t see anything so what the hell is he talking about opening my eyes?
“ZENA, PLEASE!” I heard him groan. “I SHOULDN’T HAVE KISSED YOU!”
Kiss?
Then I remembered everything that happened to me before I got myself stuck in this dark place. The kiss. I remembered the kiss we shared… before I fainted. His feathery touch and unexpected kiss caused me to lose my remaining life energies.
Analee had warned me before that I should not let things like this to happen. It would be too risky because unlike the other demons, the blood that runs in my veins were blood of two demons; my mother and my father’s demon blood.
Fallen angels were reincarnated as humans when they die but frontterras like me will be summoned to hell when we die. In there, we will be slaves… forever.
Now, I was so close to death. I was now in the boundary between earth and hell. If Athrun did not let go of me earlier I could have been dead.
Summoning all my strength and my few remaining energies, I closed my eyes and concentrated in finding the way back in my mind. Analee told me that if I ever get stock in this place, all I had to do was imagine a ray of light coming from a little hole and imagine it growing bigger and bigger until you could feel that the light was slowly sucking you away from where you were standing.
After several attempts, I successfully imagined it growing bigger until it was sucking me out of the dark place.
It was so bloody hard!
“Urgh!” I slowly opened my eyes and tried to stand up but I can’t move my arms and legs.
“Zena!” Athrun kneeled beside me. He raised his hands to help me but he remember that he could not touch me so put down his hands again and clenched them tightly. “I’m so sorry, Zena…”
“Sorry?” I groaned. “You could have killed me!”
“I didn’t know that you were weak,” he explained. “Believe me, I did not mean to do that.”
I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. Did he feel sorry for kissing me? Did he regret kissing me? Why did he kiss me in the first place? I thought he did not like me so why did he do that? It does not make any sense!
“Why did you kiss me?” I asked before I could even stop myself.
I heard him took several deep breaths before answered. “Just forget what happened today, Zena.”
ZENA.
He called me by my name and not honey, sweetheart and his other term of endearments from me. suddenly, I wished that he would just call me honey again. The way he said my name tonight made me think that there was something wrong with him.
But what could that be?
“You did not answer my question.”
“It does not look like an accident.” He did not answer so I continued. “You stole my first kiss so you better give me a rational explanation. I am so pissed so do not piss me more by just sitting there. Answer me.”
