Chapter 78

Why does the situation make me even more miserable? I feel like Zion and Louie are one. Contrary to what the people around him say. Her looks and actions are similar to Zi's.
The f ** k, I am not good with mind games!
"Will you take a bath?" he asked frankly.
"Yes I hope so," I still turned my back on it. I couldn"t bear to stare at him, after what happened.
"Sorry I surprised you," he walked past me.
I simply stared at the wide back. He is obviously hard and robust. The towel served as a cover for her nakedness. If it is removed, my brain will surely be stained with obscene images again.
No one thought he entered the room. It seemed like I was just wind again with him, and that wasn't refreshing for me.
It looks very hard to tame. And one more thing, it is also a great challenge to try to read the dictates of his mind. He is suppressing his own emotion. He is hiding his real self to the world. And I don't know why.
After a few moments of deep thought, I also decided to go into the bathroom. I took a quick bath. I might not be able to catch him coming out.
No matter how much I wanted to stay away from him, other parts of my system strongly objected. And this is what I will follow. I can't really put aside my love for Zion. Not yet...
"We're leaving," Louie said as I opened the door.
It stands right in front of me. Looks like it's just waiting for me.
"Huh?" even wearing a towel, I felt naked in the way he stared.
He shamelessly roamed his eyes around my body, then up to my face.
"You're going to go shopping with me today," he bit his lower lip.
It does not add to what was said. His previous words were enough in answer to my question.
"I'll just get dressed. It's just fast."
"Take your time. I'll wait outside," after saying that, he immediately left in front of me.
He is wearing tank top and faded shorts. Her damp hair was messy. The left ear has a piercing and all sorts of ornaments are hung around the neck and wrist. He had an odd fashion sense. It was like I was just then.
Nothing of my own laughed at the thought. I realized how my past experiences made me what I am today. And I am somewhat thankful for it.
As said, I was just getting dressed fast. A black sleeveless dress and pair of brown sandals were chosen to wear. I comb my hair recklessly, then put little amount of liptint on.
After doing so, I immediately left. Its image facing the sea and seeming to have deep thought first became the center of attention. His hands were on his shorts pocket. The wind dances her hair. As I stared at him for a long time, I could see the persona of the man who once rescued me when I was almost hit by a motorbike on a cold and rainy night. Even that man next to the wrecked bus the first time I traveled here.
Does that mean-
I hurried over to him.
"It's you, isn't it?" I said first, "You're the man next to me. First to the orphanage, second to the bus, and then to the center of this island, where you fire a gun right in front of me. Don't deny it anymore, I'm late. , "I raised an eyebrow. Assuming that through this I can see the new emotion from his eyes.
But I failed. He turned towards me, with boredom drawn on his face. He sighed violently, then shrugged.
"Just say what you want to say," he said reluctantly.
"Is that you?" I am slowly losing my own ground. What if not? I will be embarrassed again ...
"A pirate like me can't just leave this island, if there's not enough reason. I haven't been to the city once this month, how could I be?" it is very serious in explanation.
I seem to be wrong again.
I grinned and nodded awkwardly. Then proceeded to walk to the center of the island. It's really embarrassing ...
"What can you see," I heard him whisper behind me.
"Isn't that what I can do? Zion is the one I always see. The one I love ..."
"Why do you love him?"
"Because he's a good person."
"Ummm?"
"What ummm?" I turned to face him, "Aren't you convinced?" I raised an brow.
There was a bored look on his eyes as he walked past me. I was not even ignored.
"You're stuck!" I was annoyed.
"I'm not a flirt, woman. I'm just like that ..."
"Whatever you say. For me, you're stuck."
In a quick motion, he turned his body in front of me. I was bent over and right behind it. Didn't stop immediately, so it collided with his chest.
"Aray naman!" I rubbed my forehead.
"I'm not stuck," he insisted.
"Shall I use you?" my palm slightly pushed against his hard stomach. I can feel his abs, even his excessive breathing, "What do you call your behavior now?"
"Normal?"
"Your mama is normal," I backed away and stared at it.
"Your mom too ..." he paused. Instead of adding to what was said, he just stared back at me.
"Tsk!"
This time, I was the first to walk. We pretended to be in the race. Always be informed.
"My mom too when the time comes ..." he murmured, in addition to his first words.
Mama what ?!
"Here you are, the goods are fresh."
"As fresh as I am?" I was joking with the saleswoman of the first vegetable stall we passed.
"Yes! Look," from me, his gaze shifted to Louie, "Welcome to this island."
Welcome? Shouldn't he be saying that to me? I am the novice in their area.
"It's Louie, Linda," the person next to me replied calmly. His eyes were roaming around. Seems like someone is looking, or simply watching around.
"Louie?"
"Pirate please."
Fear automatically replaced the smiling image of the saleswoman. He bent down and dug for money in his coffers.
"I'm sorry, this is all I can give," he said with mixed pleading. Then his earnings were handed over to us.
I just pushed her hand back.
"We're not here to ask for money," I smiled sparingly.
"But because ..."
"Manang Linda. You really forgot," Louie said calmly, "When have I been violent to you?"
"Who are you again?"
"It's Louie."
"Your childhood Aryel?" his face lit up slightly.
"Yes."
"Ay!" he clapped and laughed, "I didn't know you because your face is different every time we meet."
"What's my face?"
"Handsome and bright."
"Am I not handsome now?"
"Does that even have to be asked?"
They both laughed.
He was kind and tender. Contrary to the emotion shown to me since yesterday. I see the locals felt safe with him around. I don"t see them fearing his presence. Instead, he still wants to fight.
"Here, the fish is still fresh!"
"It will be a good morning for you when you shop with us here."
"It's cheap here ..."
A few are harvesting first.
"What do you want to eat?" he grabs my attention.
"You," I subconsciously answered.
"Me?"
The two of us stared at each other.
"When did I become food?" he snorted. Suppresses a smile.
"What are you thinking?" my brows furrowed, "It's up to you to choose. Spend it and you'll be the one to cook. I'm saving now. I'll set you free later."
He craned his neck. He didn"t release a word. He is simply staring at me. With blank page, sticking on his eyes.
"Oh what?" I said with a mixture of defiance.
"Nothing ..." he shrugged, "It's a kilo of meat. And when it's stuffed with me," he whispered without taking his gaze away from me.
"Do you use my body?" I whispered. Next came the open snort.
"I can hear you," he raised an brow.
"Do you have any candy?" I would ignore him, "It lacks sweetness next to me."
His lips widened in a sarcastic smirk.
"Really?"
"The pirates!"
We were all startled by the cry of a child from the entrance of the market. It runs away from the place where he says there are pirates.
"Hala, we're dead there again," the saleswoman said worriedly to our faithful. It shuddered as it weighed the meat Louie was going to buy.
It seems that the pirates brought great trauma to them. Maybe they all experienced violence and insult from them.
"You're like people," I annoyed Louie pushed.
"Only them-"
"Whatever! You're still one of them."
His bloodshot eyes bore on me.
"Bend on your knees," he said in hard baritone.
"Why would I?"
"Just do what I say," he himself pushed me to my knees.
"What?"
"If you want to live longer, get ready," he made me settle under the table.
"I'm not at fault. Why am I-"
Wearing a dark grimace, he stooped down in front of me.
"Guilty or not, poor thing. If you want more moments in this world, just follow through."
"But-"
"Talk back, I'll kiss you," his jaw tensed.
He is angry. Remarkably in the line of his face.
I immediately pursed my lips. I will never allow that to happen.
"We are here!" shout of who from the just arrived group of ugly and evil pirates.
Tsk!
Louie didn't want to look back at where they were. He stood up and simply drew a deep sigh.
"Louie is here," laughed one, "You're not coming with us today?"
"No," he replied sparingly.
"We don't have a shooter."
"It's only on the islands. Not in the middle of the sea."
"Maybe you're hiding something?"
I quickly hid the body behind the cloth, before they even noticed.
I can hear their footsteps. They are stepping close to Louie.
"What's the problem?"
"Woman ..." was the direct response of the perhaps standing leader of the group.
"What about you then?" I can imagine him staring darkly at his own friend.
"Nothing," laughed another man who spoke, "You might want to part with us."
What the-
What do they think of women, toys or food that can be shared ?! I suddenly laughed to stand up and nod their heads.
Slowly, I crawled towards the other side. I felt hot and uneasy in my position. Also, I have bad thoughts about the outcome of their conversation.
Visible, the saleswoman just let me do what I was doing. Nor did it manifest itself. He just stood on the side, wearing a shudder at the unacceptable guests.
I moved to the other table. Here there is wind and it is still dim for pirates to reach. When things go wrong, I can still find time to run away safely.
"I don't share what's mine."
"You're speaking English again ... You just went to the city with your pride."
"He's not like that if there's nothing to hide."
"Or maybe they want to leave the group."
"Thank you and we need you. If not, you'll be long dead by now."
What else did they say to Louie that I could not bear to hear. They are so harsh on him. That they seemed to have nothing in common. And not a word back, it didn't even answer. He stayed silent. He swallowed all the evil passions.
Contrary to me who is already devalued with annoyance. If I could just go out, I might have run into one of them.
"What? You have nothing to say?"
"Come here."
I barely glanced at them. His colleagues are too close to him. One almost kissed him. Its gaze and posture are challenging. The smile was still wide as if to say that he was the stronger of them.
Let's just say he's the stronger one. But what is there? Will he still have the stamina to fight if his opponent doesn't want to fight? Or maybe he is just assuming he's strong. After all, people who are meant to have fun don't talk to each other. But if he wanted to, he could really knock them out. Especially Louie. It looks like they're just being brave. But the truth was, they're just like a kitten. Looking though, but actually soft.
"Just leave me alone, okay?"
"You're hiding something, aren't you?" from his face, the gaze of the person in front of him shifted under the table I had hidden earlier.
He grinned and pushed her violently away from the stand.
"Hold on," the fool ordered his companions. They quickly followed. They helped hug Louie so as not to be proud of what their standing leader would do.
"Get off me, f ** k!" he growled. I could see he was afraid my comrades would catch me. What he didn"t know, I was already out of place.
Good thing, I followed my instinct.
The opponent quickly pulled back the curtain that covered the table. I don't know yet what its reaction was because it was better to put the curtain that hid the whole body back in place, before it even noticed. I crawled again out of my current position.
"Nobody. Where did you hide your woman?"
"I don't have a woman," I suddenly saw Louise's image in dark grimace and hardened jaw.
"Here's the way out," the civilian man whispered to me. Then simply point the tunnel away from the dangerous situation.
Someone else kept their obstructing equipment so that I would not have difficulty passing through.
"Just make sure you're telling the truth ah? What you're hiding is really dead to us."
"It's just the beginning, I don't want you anymore."
"The dirt in your eyes ..."
Words I last heard from flawed pirates. Before I could finally get out.
I sighed in relief. And at the same time, I felt uneasy. There"s a part of me that wants to rush into them and defend Louie. They are overdoing it. They are more dirty to the eye after all. They don't just have a rotten attitude, but a very ugly image. Louie was really the one they tried to make fun of. E they are more ridiculous from all angles.
I crossed my arms over my chest.
What will I do with it? Just stare and think of possible things going on inside?
What if they're already hanging out with Louie? Will my conscience be able to let him get hurt, even though I am the reason.
I chewed on my bottom lip and sighed heavily. But I didn't want to violate his wishes. He wants me to hide and be safe.
What will I do?
"That arrogance ah? It's like who's good."
"Do you see his face? Very scared," I heard the oncoming group talk. Loud laughter followed.
Based on the voice, it looks like this group of arrogant, ugly, flawed and contemptuous pirates. They are coming to my direction!
I was suddenly alerted. Don't know where to go. Whether to go back inside the mini market, or run away?
"Shi-"
A quick tug of who from behind me disturbed me. It covered my mouth so as not to make a noise, then took me to a part out of reach of sunlight.
I shuddered with both nervousness and a desire to get away from it. He might do something bad to me. I have been very careful lately to save myself from disaster. It's over and only other people will be the cause of failure. Unexpected person-
"Ako 'to ..." he whispered on my ear.
I seemed to be bitten by a thorn after hearing his voice. I gasped violently and stopped blinking. I pull myself together, then turned to face him.
"I hate you!" violent blow to the chest was the first I was awarded here.
He slightly stepped back. Slightly surprised.
"Why?"
"You made me nervous. I thought they were going to shake you. Why didn't you fight back? After this, you suddenly appeared. I thought I was going to die," a tear escaped on my eye.
I wiped it quickly, then took another weak slap on his shoulder.
"I'm sorry. I just really don't want trouble. And I just tried to save you," he subconsciously caressed my hair, "And you're annoying too. I thought someone else kidnapped you because you lost your seat earlier."
"I just followed my instinct, pake mo ?!"
He didn't answer.
"Your ugly companion. Your life is so chaotic ... It's time to leave!" irritated I walked away from it. Towards the direction taken by his proud comrades.
I am so pissed for no definite reason. I was very worried about him. I was the one most affected by the hurtful words it received. I felt responsible for what happened and it's frustrating!
I don"t deserve to feel it. It's too early to get worried about him. When I'm like this. That means I am starting to lose my ground on him. I am starting to get attach and emit my trust.
I don't want it! I don't want to trust anyone anymore. Then it will disappear again and leave a severe wound.
I had to stop thinking of Zion, in the person of Louie. They are way different! I can't trust someone who just looks like him. If I am to give my trust again, it should to the real Zion Leander Pilvera.
I am close to weeping, when a warm hand suddenly wrapped on my wrist. He pulled me back inside the mini market.
"I guess you still want to follow my companions," he said in a calm voice, "We have more to buy," he added.
I didn"t answer back. I am lost for words. My system is still wrestling with the conflicting dictates of my heart and mind.
I don't know what to follow. The mess!
"Don't go out alone."
"Even just opposite the hut?"
"That's what you should never do."
"I'm not allowed to ventilate?"
"The breeze is coming in from here. You can't go out anymore."
"It's like you just told me to shut up here too," I snorted.
She is currently preparing food for our lunch. As it sliced ​​the ingredients, I was able to fold in front of him. Her every move was carefully watched. I have nothing else to do. Can't sleep and especially can't get out. I'll just put up with talking to him. Even if it is a great torture for me.
I couldn't help but stare at his muscular arms. The well crafted art underneath his loose shirt, and his veined arms. The way he seasoned the meat with salt, I found it so attractive.
I don't want to, but I can really see Zion in her person. Even if I try to get this idea out of my mind, everytime I look at him, I see my love. I know it's unhealthy ... But I can't help it.
Zion is what I see at the moment. I want to stop this stupidity. But I can't. There is a large part of my system that wants to think that Zion is really the partner. Even just for a moment ...
I don't know when will I can finally move on. But while that hasn't happened yet, I'll just block every moment I see him in the person of others. Maybe the right way to get him off my system is to think of him every single day. I need to embrace all the gloom and miseries. Let it strain all over my body, until I feel nothing. Until my heart turned numb from everything. Maybe with that, I can achieve the desire for a peaceful life. Far from his memories.
"You are so close to weeping," Louie suddenly said in the middle of silence.
He stared at me intently. It stopped what it was doing and bent its palms on the table.
"What's wrong?"
"Huh?" I craned my neck.
"Huh? Snore ..." was not his own response. Then turn away.
What the-
My forehead furrowed. It was the first time I had heard such an expression in Zion. And his pronunciation is just like the way it is. I sucked. That's just the strong stare at him.
I am again having a second thought. When I am convinced they are different people, then the things I remember of Zion appearing in the person of Louie.
"Tell me the truth," I said, "Who are you really?"
He swallowed hard. It averted its gaze for a moment. Then let's get organized.
"How many times do I have to say I'm Louie?"
"Why are you doing almost the same thing as Zion?" I asked directly, "You remind me of him in every detail. Your eyes, your lips, you mole, your nose ... All-" I bowed.
If he developed amnesia, I could endure and continue to rely on his side until he remembered me again. But if it"s just pretending because of something else, I don"t know if I can even forgive him. I've suffered for almost a year! I fought my own battle alone ... In those moments, I desperately needed him. But instead of being with me, he is here. Instead of arranging life and returning to defending the country, he is still here and participating in the turmoil of the world.
"Please ... Just tell the truth," I bit my lip.
I don"t want to cry in front of her.
"I am no-"
"It's hard ... It's hard to hope for Louie. I want to see him again. I miss him ... Everyday I am longing for his touch and kisses. Everyday, I am waiting for him to comeback. Even though I know it's impossible, "a series of tears welled up in my eyes," If you're just two, can you come back? Don't consider me a stranger. 'Cause we're more than just strangers, "I wiped my tears away.
He did not answer. It left the seat and moved in front of me. His palm went to my nape. He pulled me into his arms.
"You can think of me as your Love. I am willing to play the part," I felt his lips on the top of my head.
It's really Zion ... Only Zion knows how to comfort me. And he always do it by kissing my head.
To be continued...