The trilogy of Gotham.

part three

We are heading into the theatre and Ms Smith points to the front row. People are already piling inside. It could really tell how everyone praised this play just by the turn up.

"Omg I love Alec," Ms Smith kept repeating." His way too young but his a god."

I sit next to her.

The stage is covered with red curtains hanging to the brim. And lights flash at different intervals from all it's corners. Then their drawn up.

The captivating eyes,pale well toned skin is what I recognise. He walks forward and stands just close to our front.

Eyes direct to me.

It feels like his watching my soul.

Am frozen in daze.

I could feel him caress my tender skin,sending chills down to my feet. His teeth marking my throat, him rubbing my pointed nipples.

And making love to me.

"Hey Alec is a god," Ms Smith jolts me from reverie. "I've loved him from day one."
My palms are still sweaty from the day dream.

"I still love him," she continues. She's really annoying me. At this age she talks of a twenty year old or something as a crush!

Little did I know that the show came to an end because I was still engrossed in my day dream. Am left pondering and when I look up, my eyes meet his.

My heart beat starts to race.

He probably could feel my pulse from afar. I was just imagining. But the way he could look deep inside my soul. Just by the stare he was able to make me feel as if bones in my entire body could be counted within a millisecond, what if he was to hold my hand. I wondered.

Ms Smith is already on her two feet trying to go catch up with Alec as she'd planned. I follow suit. We're at the door exit when I see him shake hands with someone with a pale skin too, this one is the scary version of him. His clad in black like a knight and keeps licking his lips. That's gross.
As if he could feel my scent, his eyes shifted to me.

And smiled.

That smile sends me Cripps and I feel goosebumps all over me.

"Hey," Alec now gets our attention as the knight retorts back into the night and off his from view.

"Alec Mahole," Ms Smith is now pinning on poor guy.

He walks closer to me ignoring her,
"could we talk outside?"

Just by his words I feel so drawn to him, like our destinies were already determined and brought on a silver platter.
His blue eyes, chiselled cheek bones.

And pale skin.

The way he blinks when he talks, leaves me mesmerized.

His the most handsome guy I ever laid eyes on.

Yesterday I was filthy and today a captivating guy demands for a conversation from me.

I find myself taking lead and he follows.
Outside away from ear shot, "hey am Alec by the way," his face comes towards me whispering.

My entire skin around the earlobe throbs and tingles.
As if on cue,he whispers again,"I really wanna get to know you."

"Kathryn," I now find my voice.

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