63 - Blessy

He prayed secretly to God and was terrified when he heard footsteps entering the church. He didn't care that he was trembling with fear but when Fender hugged and kissed him on the head, he calmed down for a moment. She felt safe but she wasn't sure how long they would be safe.

"Listen Blessy, I want you to trust me this time," she whispered to him that she could hear enough. "I'll bring you with me."

"What?" he replied in a whisper. It can't say what it says. He can't go with Fender.

“Your life is dangerous now. There is only one person you can trust and that is me. ”

Suddenly anger drew to his heart. “Who told you to follow me here, huh? You even brought trouble. ”

It didn't answer what he said but he felt it hurt.

"Leave Fender, leave me here."

"Damn no!" its voice rose causing the enemy to hear them say it. “Fuck! They heard us. ”

"Huh?" Before he could answer, it pulled him away and next Blessy heard a series of gunshots.

He froze but he immediately kept his mouth shut as they ran. Fender held out his one hand. He doesn't want to die yet. He still has a lot to do. He still wanted to serve the Lord and dedicate his whole life to it.

"Zerus Craige!" loud shout of the other.

He wanted to be shocked even if he didn’t call it by his name.

"You thought you could escape us!"

"Fender!" weeping she called the man's name.

“I won’t let them harm you. Just trust me. ”

He nodded. What else could he do but trust it. Her long dress was hanging as they entered the thicket, heading for the waterfall where the young man saw her unconscious.

Whatever Blessy refrains from ‘don’t scream at every gunshot, she can’t. His heart seemed to explode. Tears welled up in her eyes. Fender and I have been here before. They have come from a long race that almost killed both of them. He didn't want to repeat that thing.

"I'm scared!"

“I know, but I’m here. I will not leave you. ”

He nodded. Her eyes were blurred with tears and she was having a hard time running now. The fear he had long forgotten returned. As he heard Fender's loud swearing. It retaliates and with each shot it fires, he bursts into tears.

"Stop! I don't want this anymore. ”

He just felt his body rise in the air and he wouldn't ask why. It lifted him as if it didn't care about his weight. He no longer objected because he knew that even his own foot had slapped him. He squeezed Fender's chest as the opponent chased them.

The surroundings were dark but the man seemed to be used to running in such a dark place. He was no longer surprised because he knew what kind of work it had before. Moments later he heard the loud rush of water ahead. They are close to the waterfall.

She screamed when they suddenly jumped into the water. The cold watching his muscles from the waterfall indicated to him that danger was just around the corner. Fender swam quickly while holding his one hand and they entered the other cave where it was behind the falling water of the waterfall.

"We're safe here."

He immediately walked away from the young man and blinked. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness and the only thing Blessy could hear was the loud and noisy falling of water in the waterfall in front of them. During his time in the Felopina area, he only now found out that there was another cave. He was shaken and squeezed to one side.

“Blessy”

"Don't come near me," he replied quickly.

"I'm sorry if—"

“Please? Can you let me go, Fender? Let me serve God. Don't ever come out of nowhere and take the risk again. I'm so tired of that. Every time you show up, you carry a risk. I am always in danger of you. ”

"I feel like you're one of the reasons why I'm in this situation right now."

He was dumbfounded by the answer. That was very far from what he wanted to hear and Fender was right, he was the reason it was in this situation now but he didn’t want that. Because if he were to be obeyed, he would never allow it to become a criminal just for him.

He is barely where are you? Where am I?!" his voice began to rattle. She didn't know where she was now and why the man wasn't answering.

He dug into the seat, it was a cold floor and he had a sticky liquid on it. Although his body began to tremble with fear, he managed to take the liquid in his hand to his nose and smell it.

She cried out in fear when she was sure it was blood. She immediately hugged herself and tears began to well up in her eyes. Where is the man? Did it leave him again?

He punched her wearing the ring. It was in his hand and he really had it with him in Iceland. He did not dream and even more so ‘he did not hallucinate. They had just come home from Iceland and they had just entered the house together. That's all he can remember. They even joked that he lived in another country but why and how did he get to this place?

Her faint cry turned into a sob. He could not see anything and he was alone in that room. He tightened his grip on his own knee and suppressed a sob. If he was in a bad dream now, he would love to wake up.

"Fender!" his face lit up when suddenly the door to the dark room where he was staying opened. He was still dazzled by the light coming from outside and he tried to reflect the bulk of the man standing at the door.

"How are you?"

Fear immediately crept into his being when he heard the terrifying voice of the man at the door. This is not the young man.

“W-who are you? Where am I? Where's Fender! ”

It laughed softly and was followed by a flood of light into the room. The face of the man in front of him now was constantly exposed to him. Her heart pounded as her eyes met the sharp eyes that were staring at her. He had a scar on his cheek and the scar was obviously new.

"You mean, Zerus?"

Zerus? He asked himself in a whisper. He suddenly remembered Fender's name was Zerus.

"Where is he! Where did you take him ?! ” he filled his voice with anger as tears streamed down his face. No matter how brave he is, he is the one who betrays him.

"Look at the one next to you." he made a foolish promise and took out a cigarette and lit it.

He turned quickly and looked to his side. His world almost collapsed when he saw a bloody man staring and staring at him. It's dead. There was a gunshot wound to the head and the blood he had found earlier on the floor came from it.

The force of his tiling unleashed as the man laughed. It was thrilling to see him cry in fear. He could barely look at the dead man just next to him.

"Enjoy."

He wanted to shout in protest when it closed the door again. The strength of her cries could only be heard in the four corners of that room. Though his knees and hands were shaking, he was able to crawl to the door. He pushed it hard to open it. He will die in that room. She will die of fear and think this is what happened to the man she loves.

Blessy couldn't count how many hours she was in the room with a corpse. He could hardly cry anymore and he was also hoarse. He also ran out of horse strength and shouted to get him out of there.

“Fender where are you? Help me here… ”