Tainted Teardrops [Book no.1- Dhatins of 3030 Indonesia] ✔

12 | monstrous desires, evil intention

~ Amity's POV, continuation~

" He's lying, that's for sure," I tell myself, as I crumple the letter and throw it across the prison cell wall. I bite down on my lip, trying to control the beating in my chest. Damn, this is gonna be tough. I'm trying hard to deny the fact that the Kersen Lioek- the very same dhatin of Jenglot who's tried to kill me twice- is the author of this such letter. 

There's just... No way.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps. These footsteps clink-clack against the stone stairs, seemingly heavy weighted feet, a man's feet indeed. 

He then comes to a sudden stop, and I look up, flashing him the very best menacing look I could possibly acquire. At the sight of my reaction, Kersen frowns and looks at me with a playful chuckle. 

" Wanna get out of this place, ma'am?" He asks me, as he drags his long, dark nails aginst the metal bars of my cell. His dark, shaggy hair falls over to his left brow, as he smiles at me, tempting me even: for me to allow the likes of him to lure me into his unfathomable trap, his greedy desire. 

" What the hell'ya want?" I scowl. I'm trying my best to give off that I-don't-wanna-talk-to-you kind of vibe, but I think I'm failing at this.

He can see right through my act...

" Aw, that's not the Amity Nugraha I know! What are you, trying to pick a fight? Huh? Huh?" he rasps, and as he playfully tries to imitate fear itself, wrapped in pure mockery.

" Pfttt." 

" Did you just pfftt me, strange-girl?!" At my sudden smile, he gives me a sweet smile back.

His smile... It's beautiful.

Wait... WHAT!

" Come on, let's get out of here... Together."

And with that, he opens my cell door and offers a hand:

That I unexpectedly take.

*****

It seems familiar. 

The mildew scent, the lonely willow tree on the hill of flowers, looking over an all-too-familiar river. An odd memory washes over me, rushes into my blood, causing heat to rise up to my face. Blushing red like a tomato, I still can't believe what an idiot I was!

"Ha, so you found the place, didn't ya, strange-girl?" I hear Kersen tell me, as he walks over to me from behind. 

Though he looks beat down, bloody, and bruised from the Count's beatings, his pensive, golden eyes shimmer in the sunlight, happy almost. But the question is... Why?

He walks over to me, and orders, " close your eyes, and keep your hands open, palms up."

" Wait... Why? Why do I need to do that? A-are y-you-" I start to blabber, but just when I'm about to ramble on and on with endless questions to this odd request, I feel something squishy and almost square-like in the palm of my hands. 

" You can open them now," he says, softly.

"What is-?"

" Look."

" Okay."

I look. And what's in the palm of my hand... Makes me laugh hysterically.

" You little-" I start to say, but he cuts me off, completing my little retort, " insolent brat?" he says with a chuckle.

" Yeah... Insolent... Brat." I say. 

And, right then and there, I think it's safe to say that I, Amity Nugraha have... Fallen deeply in love with the insolent brat himself.

****

As the sun sets and the whirlwind of emotions has plagued my heart, at least I can say, in a good kind of way, I'm laying on the wet grass with him next to me. He has his arms behind his head, almost in a relaxing manner. But I know, that he's definitely not in a relaxed manner: and neither am I.

" Amity," he starts to say, as he turns his head over to look me in the eyes. To distract myself from having to look into his expressive, pretty eyes, I start to randomly pick at the yellow roses that are blossoming at a nearby bush. 

" Hey, Amity," he says again, and he snaps to get my attention.

I continue to aggressively pick the roses. But then-

" Ouch!" Right then and there, I've pricked my finger on one of its thorns.

" Y-you idiot!" Kersen wails, and I see:

That his true Jenglot form has taken place. 

****

I'm scared.

He's on all fours, and his bat wings made of tar are standing straight up, as if ready to pounce at any given second on his desired prey. His pretty golden eyes are no longer of its natural colour, but have been painted a seemingly bloodred crimson. His eyes remain glued to the blood on my finger, and his dark nails have grown into talons, as they scratch at me.

I  flail, and as I trip and fall, my fear has taken over me, the heaviness of my heart enrapturing my very heart literally. 

My newly grown heart starts to beat hysterically, and my dizziness gets the best of me when it falls right out of my chest, and starts to inch itself towards Kersen. 

Was this his plan?

Was he really just waiting... For a moment to strike?

And even so, why would he have the means to be so kind to me?

" I-I don't u-understand. Why? Why are you doing this to me?!" I tell him, as tears form at the rim of my eyes.

His crimson eyes, blood-ridden talons, squeezing the blood out of my heart, hurts me. Why does he have to be this way! And why was I so stupid to actually believe, that even for a second: 

He actually cared about me.

"Amity-" He says, and I see that his scarlet eyes have dissolved back into golden. His Jenglot form slowly diminishes, and I'm back face-to-face with a boy with tears in his eyes. His hands are shaking, and I know he didn't mean to go berserk on me like that, but yet-

" No! G-get a-away f-from m-me y-you... MONSTER!!" I'm trembling when I scream at him, and I see that he's let go of my beating heart in his hands. Seeing my heart beating on the ground, I pick it up and I clutch it in my chest. 

But, just when I'm about to place my heart back into my chest, I hear Kersen scream, " AMITY! Behind you!" He's running towards me, but...

It all goes black:

And my heart is gone.

And I don't remember who had taken it:

All I know is that when I woke up... The monster within me has already taken over:

And I joined the man who had given me that very same flyer to join the Berserker Insurgency.

I should've known.

That monstrous desires, always lead to evil intention.