Number 22

“Ummm…,” Lei broke the weird silence briefly still engrossed in Roman’s deep stare. Her brief interruption though didn’t suffice to bring an abrupt end to the moment.
Oh how perturbed and fazed poor Roman must have felt staring directly at rejection. Owing to the blissful and solicitous moments they all shared like one happy family moments ago, he must have deluded himself into thinking he already gained a beautiful household as a result of his congeniality and protective nature towards Lei and her son. Xander referring to him as ‘Dad’ possibly aided the delusionary aspirations he harbored inside of him.
“Ummm…,” still staring deeply into Roman’s distraught soul, she uttered slowly.
Roman cleared his throat and retraced his steps by taking his finger off her lips and finally bringing to an end, the staring contest they both were caught up in. Still caught in the web woven by feelings of realization and distraught in his own head, he stared in Lei’s direction, not necessarily at her like he was jogging through his thoughts.
“Roman?” Lei gently placed her hands which were little in comparison to Roman’s, on his. “Is everything okay?” she asked with so much affection protruding from her voice and eyes, still studying the appearance Roman wore at the moment.
He took deep breaths in a bid to collect his contemplations together. Seeing how he still remained without gesturing or making signs, seemed he still struggled to convey the right words to his audience. “Is this in any way my fault?” he signed in all humility as they both returned to each other’s deep stare.
“This is not you, Roman,” Lei placed her petite palm on his face, with both thumbs on both areas inches away from his nose. “It’s not about you okay?” she tilted her head side to side, still maintaining their position, “it’s all me,” she concluded. “Don’t beat yourself so much,” she added.
Lei’s polite but throbbing rejection helped him instantly wake up from his supposed slumber, snapping him back to reality. His memory was jogged once more, bringing back to mind his actual mission in the Dead Pool pack. He was an alpha male pretending to be an omega in another’s territory so how could he possibly consign to oblivion concerning the obvious fact that whatever his intentions were towards Lei would have to be put to a halt momentarily as he had enough on his table.
He knew he had to keep acting mute for the mean time and that invariably meant he wasn’t in any position to mark Lei just yet. He decided to wrap his mission up nicely by eliminating all forms of threat his pack – pack A – posed against his beloved’s residence – pack C. Only then would he be able to leave, and come back eventually, with zero needs for keeping up with the act of being mute as he could easily say he got a cure for his ailment and could speak properly. Being an alpha, beta or omega so to speak was only but the least of the concerns that plagued his troubled heart. Our beloved Roman had a new goal and that was living happily in his newly formed abode.
On noticing the distressing and downing atmosphere that enveloped the room due to Roman’s countenance, Lei palmed his face with both palms, drew him closer to her and placed on his lips, a tender kiss. Completely caught off guard, Roman was left with no choice than to savor the feeling that accompanied Lei’s lips moving in and out of his and in no time, he was already buried in the moment. He held Lei by the neck and reciprocated her seductive gesture.
With silence, staring at each other’s lips, they withdrew from each other, still keeping the kissing posture they assumed.
With both hands still on Lei’s neck, Roman caressed her lips slowly with his thumbs in order to rid it of the minute traces of his saliva that remained on it. Lei immediately holds onto his hands still wrapped around her neck and pulled them down slowly.
“I still have issues to sort out. Please bear with me,” she urged, still holding his hands firmly in hers.
Roman then smiled to ward off whatever worries that may have encroached her beautiful heart. While signing with both hands, he assured her of his complete understanding, irrespective of the fact that she really didn’t specify what her ‘issues’ were.
Pulling the feeble and pitiable-looking fellow who sat in front of her into her bosom, she held him tightly and patted him gently on his back like a child who had been waiting for his mom to return from a really long trip.
Taking him by the hand, she paved the way to the bedroom and led then both inside. Not minding the fact that Xander was absent that night, Lei let Roman grace her bed with his body and laid with him to spend the night.
“You really think you can run away from your past?” with his hoarse and demanding voice, Damien roared from within the darkness that engulfed the scene.
Trembling in immense terror, Lei knelt down on the ground and stared into the great ‘nothing’. Yes, the room was really dark, seeing the figure behind the voice which she well recognized was nearly impossible. She wondered how plausible it was that she moved from the comfort of the four walls of her house to a place she had never envisaged before.
“What do you want from me?!” she cried out with a shaky voice displaying in depth fear mixed with every iota of tension and anxiety, still clenching tightly to both bent kneels on the floor as she turned in every direction to get a glimpse of Damien but to no avail; the room was pitch black.
“What do I want from you?” the voice roared again and suddenly made himself known before her. He walked towards her slowly, causing her to wet her pants and shake vigorously. She wanted to get up and run away as the sight she beheld was rather too terrific for her to bear for much longer.
In a bid to get up from the kneeling position, she raised her right leg up and wanted to stand, when she felt an unexplainable weight on both legs, forcefully cajoling her into returning to her initial stance.
“Go away from me!!” she wailed continuously until her voice could no longer be heard.
While Lei struggled in her dreams to run away from her ex partner, to Roman who watched her from the bed, it looked like she was having a pretty bad nightmare. She kept clenching tightly to the sheets, forcefully moving her head in both direction and her legs, she kept moving continuously; Roman sure recognized it was a dream-enacting behavior.
He immediately held her firmly, and shook her moderately – not too gently as he knew that alone will not suffice in achieving his aim of calling her back to reality and also not too harshly, as he was too soft to do that. He kept shaking her until she gasped and opened her eyes forcefully.
Still gasping, she was in a panic mode, seeing how she flung her hands in all direction. “Calm down, calm down, I’m right here,” Roman gestured as he knelt on the bed beside her and tried to help her calm down seeing the disarrayed state she was in.
“Water, water,” she kept saying between gasps, “I need water,” she gestured as Roman dashed out of the room to grant his lady’s request