Laying It All There

Gerald
I glanced pointedly around at the so-called guards standing around us. “Privately, please.”
“No! This is what you get. Five minutes. Right here. Take it or leave it,” she snapped, sending a wave of fury through both Kraven and I.
“Giselda, please,” I said softly, trying desperately to hide how I was feeling.
She threw her hands up in frustration. “Fine! Go on break. I’ll man the gates for half an hour,” she barked at the men.
They immediately fled from the area, leaving me alone with Giselda, who had her eyes narrowed on me. I trailed behind her as she walked into the guard shack, watching her ass as it moved from side to side. Goddess, she had a nice ass. Perfectly round like the Goddess had split a globe into two halves and used a half for each one of her cheeks.
“For fuck’s sake, Gerald,” she sneered. “That’s not what this is. I am not yours to eye fuck! So don’t do it!”
She sat at the small two chair table before gesturing to the other seat. Once I sat down, she leaned back in her seat and tapped her fingers on the table between us.
“Speak! And make it fast. I have shit to do,” she snarled.
I forced Kraven back, knowing that I needed to keep him at bay before he ruined everything. I sighed as I clasped my hands together between us on the table with my head down. I swallowed, hoping it made me look pathetic. When I finally raised my eyes back to hers, I was a little surprised to see the fire still lit in hers. I wasn’t sure why. I didn’t know her very well. The only thing I did know was that she was nothing like my Annie, and I needed to stop treating her like I would Annie. I reached across the table to take her hand, but she moved it off the table.
“Cut the shit, Gerald. I’m serious. Drop this little act of yours and just tell me what you want. Not that I care. I already know. Just tell me your pretty little lies so I can get back to my life that doesn’t have you in it,” she growled.
My eyes narrowed her so fast that I couldn’t stop them. “What makes you think anything I say would be a lie?”
“Because even though I don’t know you, per se, I know men like you, Gerald. They all tell pretty lies that work on weak minded individuals that love them and strangers who don’t know them. You’re that guy, Gerald. Don’t even get it twisted. I may not have had any men before you took everything from me while giving me nothing in return, but I am not blind. Nor am I stupid. You can say that I’m beautiful and that you are attracted to me. I believe that. You can say that you want to lay me down on this table and fuck me. I believe that. You can say that you have changed and that you love me, but I call bullshit. You don’t love me. You don’t even care about me. I’m not sure how, but I do know that this is all about Annie. And I can promise you that you will not hurt her. You will not destroy what she has built here with Logan. So you can just get it out of your mind.”
I studied her face before straightening up. “You’re right! This is all about ‘Annie.’ In no world where the two of you exist together would anyone choose you over her,” I scoffed. “Is that what you want to hear, Giselda? Do you want me to confess to some deep seated asinine love I have for my sister? Do you want me to tell you about how I fantasize about having her under me?” I started gagging violently for a second before pretending to swallow and pinning her with a furious gaze.
“You say you don’t want lies, but if I told you I only wanted to be with you to get close to Annie, then I would be lying to you. If you are not going to believe, or even try to, then there’s no point.” I jumped to my feet and flipped the table over. “I am so fucking tired of this, Giselda. This is not about her! This about me wanting to make things right between us. Me and you. NOT ANNIE! For Goddess’ sake, Giselda, I am so in love with you it’s not even funny. Yes, when we first met, I walked away with Annie. I regret doing that more than anything else in my life. I regret everything that has happened between us. I regret being a dick. I regret losing you. I regret making you feel like you are not important.” I took a deep breath.
“I would give anything to go back to the moment I first laid eyes on you. I would do everything differently. I would walk up to you, cup your face, and immediately claim you as my mate. I would apologize to Annie and give her the support she deserved. I would shake Logan’s hand and tell him what a great woman he has while my arm was wrapped around you.” I gripped her arms and forced her to stand up so I could shake her a little. “I would never look back at what Annie and I did. I would always be looking into the future while praying to the Goddess above that you never hated me for sleeping with Annie. A future where it was me and you. We could live here in Havana, and be a family with Annie and Logan, or you could come to Realm with me, and be my beta sow. You want the truth, Giselda, well there is it. It’s up to you whether or not you choose or even want to believe it. Because there isn’t anything else that I could say. I love you, Giselda, and I want the chance to show you.” I let her go to turn away sadly. “I want a chance to be the mate that you deserve.”
“Those are some pretty little lies, Gerald,” she sneered, and I let my shoulders slump.
“They’re not lies, but if you want to believe they are, there’s not really anything else I can do to make you forgive me,” I told her seemingly defeated.
“Whatever. I don’t want to be with you, Gerald. Please understand that and leave. Don’t come back. If you love me like you say you do, then let me move on. Let me be with someone who has always chosen me. Let me be with someone who truly loves me. Let me let you go so I can be happy.”
“Giselda,” I whispered as I reached for her. “Please, I can be that man for you. I can prove to you that I will never choose anyone else over you. I can show you that I do truly love you.” I pulled her against my chest, wrapping my arm around her waist. “I don’t want you to let me go, sweetheart. I know it’s selfish of me, but I can’t let you go. I want to be everything to you in the same way that you are everything to me. Please, Giselda, I’m begging you. Give me one chance. Please don’t throw what we could have away. Don’t throw me away.”
She pulled away from me, and I let her go, but instantly reached for her. She shoved my hands away from her. “You mean like you threw me away? You want me to treat you better than you treated me? Tell me in what world is that fair?” She spat. “You said you would leave, Gerald. I am asking you to honor your word for once. And leave.”
I grabbed her wrist as she turned away to walk out of the cabin. She yanked on her arm as she looked up at me.
“Let me go, Gerald. This isn’t funny. I gave you time like you asked me. Now, I need you to do what I asked of you.”
I spun her around, quickly backing her up against the wall. I grabbed her thigh, lifting it up a little as I moved between her legs to press against her core. She groaned and I silently celebrated when her arousal hit my nose before wanting to rip her throat out for the accompanying scent of Milton.
“In a world where you deserve better than anything I could give you, Giselda. But that’s the same world that I will move heaven and hell for you. It’s the same world where you and I can be happy. It’s the same world where we could be happy. It’s a world that I know how close I came to losing you and will never make that mistake again. It’s a world where everything is perfect, and we’re together.” I gripped her chin to tilt her face up while I slowly lowered my head to kiss her. I almost yelled in frustration when she turned her head away at the last second to avoid my kiss. “It’s this world, baby. All you have to do is say yes,” I murmured.
She shook her head before shoving me backward. “There is no world where you and I are together. There is a world where you respect my wishes and go away. That’s this world. That’s the world that I need you to live in. That’s the world that I want to live in.” She straightened her clothes. “I’m going to walk you to the gate, kiss your cheek, and wish you a happy life. I am going to pray that you do same.”
She walked out of the shack and I clenched my jaw a few times before following her. I took a deep breath as I walked up to her. “Giselda, please don’t do this. I lo–”
She put her hand over my mouth, shaking her head. “Just stop, Gerald. I don’t believe you. You are lying.”
I sighed before nodding. She pulled her hand away from my mouth. We walked silently over to the gate, where she turned toward me to put her hand on my arm. She stood on her tiptoes to press a soft kiss to my cheek before lowering herself back down to the ground.
“I hope your life is good to you, Gerald. I pray that the Goddess gives you someone you can love with everything in you. I pray she gives you everything that I can’t. If this ‘you,’ is the you that truly are, then you deserve to have that. But I am not the woman to give it to you.”
I raised my hand to cup her face, letting my thumb stroke along her cheek, under her eye before slowly leaning forward to kiss her cheek. I turned her face so that I could kiss her other cheek.
“I hope your life is good to you too, Giselda. You deserve everything that you could ever want. I really am sorry for everything I put you through and I pray that one day you can forgive me for hurting you. If you do, just know that I will be waiting for you.”
She closed her eyes for a moment while my thumb continued to move over her face before stepping back.
“Goodbye, Gerald.”
I sighed as I let my hand fall. “Goodbye, Giselda.”
I began to walk through the gate slowly when a small thud and a loud whimper had me spinning back around to see that Giselda was already on her knees on the ground with her body, convulsing. I rushed back over to her.
“Giselda? Are you okay?” I asked.
She shoved me away again as she shakily got to her feet before stumbling into the woods. I followed her, stabilizing her when she almost went down again.
“What’s wrong?” I repeated.
“Milton,” she whispered, pressing her hands into her stomach before shifting to run deeper into the forest, making me smirk.
Game time.