Awakened the Curse

”Come the f*ck down, Jade!”

He started to slow down a little and I heard him grunt. As I opened my arms, I sensed the wind.

“Beau, this is great fun,” I exclaimed.

My buttocks were touched by him. I squealed with delight and yelled loudly.

I yelled, "I am free!"

Come down, Jade, I swear to fvcking god!

I laughed even harder at his cautions. like I'm afraid of him. We went by the large field. The wind picked up speed. The wind is dancing and enjoying itself as it moves my hair. It became suddenly like a movie. I'm listening to a timeless song in my head as I gaze out the window at the stunning surroundings, feeling a little emotional.

Never before have I felt this way. I have a strange sense of freedom. I have the impression that I am limitless. I can be anything I want in front of him, even if I'm just acting.

I stopped talking as I stared at the moon. I grinned and let the feeling wash over me. The car slowed down until it came to a complete stop.

Beau grabbed my arms and dragged me to the ground. I was greeted by his furious face.

“Did you hear me? Are you trying to kill yourself?”

I didn't feel anything, just a euphoric smile.

I bit my lip and said, "This is fun, Beau. The city was never like this. Thank you for bringing me here."

His fixed gaze shifted to mine. from being furious to perplexed and amused. So absorbed in the euphoric sensation. I parked the car and opened the door. Before he got out of his car, I also heard him curse aloud.

I extended my arms outward as if I could reach the field's edges. I close my eyes and allow the emotion to take hold. Soon after, I felt his arms encircle my waist from behind.

Possibly the alcohol. The business? Maybe it was him? I'm not sure anymore. I'm just filled with joy.

He said on my skin, "We'll come here more often if you want.

I have noticed how much he enjoys my neck.

His hands were on my stomach, and I held them. Both of us were gazing out the window as I leaned against his solid chest.

I said without giving it much thought, "This is escape."

"Where from?"

From my reality, I grinned agonizingly.

He remained silent.

I questioned, "You lived here before."

Just in this area.

"How much time?"

His answers were brief. "Since birth."

"So, you were raised here?"

I'm not here.

My brows creased. Right, in this general area. But that's pretty much it.

I questioned, "Do you prefer the country side to the city?"

If that's the case, "I wouldn't leave this place."

My lips are moist. He thus favors the city. I just refrained from speaking.

But we can remain here if you wish to do so.

At first, my heart beat softly, but as I processed what he had said, it began to pound like a loud drum that was trying to escape from my chest. I forced the tightening pressure in my throat down before responding to him with a raw laugh.

It's not as if we're married or anything, so who cares if I like it here more.

I awaited his response, but it never materialized. I continued to turn my head in the same direction, curious to see his face. He had a serious expression, and I was mesmerized by the way the moon's reflection caught light in his eyes. the same way he always does.

No way, I murmured. I smirked to sound arrogant, but I really have no idea why I'm going insane. "Don't tell me you like me now, Beau."

He replied simply, "I don't like you.”

I rolled my eyes and chuckled. Okay, you can dispute it all you want.

”I told you I didn't like you.”


I chuckled, "I said, okay, it's not like two weeks have passed already”.

He returned and kissed my neck once more. I felt cozy in his arms. I suddenly began to dislike the wind, preferring the warmth of his embrace to the cold.

I broke the long silence with, "I remember the first time I saw you." "That night, the moon is also up."

He rubbed my neck, "Yeah, how could I forget about it."

I grinned. Why am I so ecstatic over something so minor? Am I this inebriated?

I turned back to him and asked, "Should we kiss so it's not awkward?

His jaw tightened. He is giving me a shadowy look. I didn't hold out for his response. I crouched down and put my lips close to his.

It seemed mystical. It's as if the movie I'm picturing just flashed before my eyes. Under the full, bright moonlight, with the magic of the light surrounding us. My proximity to his body increased as his palm pressed against the small of my back, but he resisted the urge to kiss me.

It was unique. This time, there is no rush. I couldn't claim that it isn't lust because I can't remember a time when it wasn't involved. However, it actually felt very different. It moves slowly, as though we are both taking it all in.

And as if I'm simply hearing things and having hallucinations. Howling came from a distance. I disregarded it. His palm touched my buttocks and moved down my back. Like it was his favorite toy, he molded it.


That kiss ended when he forcibly cut it off. I held his face in my hands as if he were a priceless piece of porcelain that I didn't want to break. His forehead touched mine as he pressed.

I gulped and placed my thumb on his lower lip.

"Tell me, even just for a bit, you don’t feel anything for me?" I muttered.

I'm not sure why I sound so helpless when everything here is just an act. I appeared to be speaking from the bottom of my heart.

Once more, I rubbed his lips with mine. That was quick. When I backed off, he chased my lips.

I continued, running my fingers through his hair, "You don't feel anything when I kiss you or touch yo?”

A little bit more slowly this time. However, I could feel his annoyance from the way he hissed when I retreated.

“Not at all?”

He pushed me into his car before I could finish what I was saying, and that sh*t woke me up. My eyes slightly widened. I'm not sure if I'm still dreaming, but it seems like I saw something happen to his eyes, like they lit up.

I closed my eyes. And when I opened it, his manic face welcomed me with open arms. I gasped, fearing his unexpected response.

"Woman, what are you doing to me?"

I fought the trembling in my lips and lids but managed to touch his nape. Only the tip of my fingers managed to make contact with his skin, but he swung his arms away from me as if I had shocked him.

I jumped in shock once more when he banged on his car. I posed myself erect. His actions have changed. His neck had protruding veins. He seemed to be grinding his teeth against one another. His breathing is also loud and heavy.

"What's up? Are you alright?"

He glared at me when he opened his eyes, as if he were about to slit my throat or something. No, I wouldn't. The way he looked at me made me feel extremely afraid.

He said, with such restraint, "How I so want to punish you right now.”

I stretched my neck when he sniffed me. My neck was touched by his nose, but I was so afraid. I closed my eyes and stood motionless, unsure of how to react.

I was just trying to corner him. What is ailing about him?

He groaned before his lips could even touch me. He turned away from me and moved away. I watch him hurt himself and groan like a bore. I was unable to move.

He said without looking at me, "This is bad, we have to go." He opened the door to the passenger seat for me.

I was baffled and terrified as I regarded him.

"Enter now!"

I jumped in disbelief. I hastily entered his vehicle while trembling. I observed him moving around the hood of his car while his neck was clicking or cracking. He got in and then sped off while driving erratically.

I was unable to even look at him. After only a few minutes, I'm shocked the car stopped with both of our heads still afloat. I was so certain we wouldn't make it alive.

He exited the vehicle and pounded on the door. I followed them out of the car. When in reality I knew he was just trying to get me out of that car quickly, he almost pulled me out.

Due to the darkness, I was unable to see anything. However, I could hear the hissing of the waves. the sound of waves lapping against the shore. The white mansion wasn't that far away. I believe we will go there.

“Is this your place?”

I received no reply from him. He simply pushed open the heavy wooden door and forced me inside. I had anticipated him joining us, so I was totally taken aback when I saw him waiting outside.

He said, panting slightly, "Stay here."

He stopped me as I was about to move when he said, "W-why? Where are you going?

For support, he positioned his arms on the arc. I look at him as though he were a puzzle. Is he suffering? What is the issue?

You understand? "Don't go outside. Wait for me here. Make a mess wherever you want.”

I was unable to reply.

With his palm, he pounded on the door, asking, "Do you understand?"

My nod was quick. "Y-y-yeah."

Before turning away from me, he clenched his jaw one final time. I assumed he would return to his car, but instead he made a right turn. I was even more confused when I saw him ripping his dress shirt before he completely disappeared from my view.