SEA'S BRIDE (PHILMYTHO ROMANCE II)

CHAPTER 19

My reflexes moved me to protest, "I am not a murderer if that's what you're insinuating!" But even this caused me much energy already. I feel as though my body is weakening. I had this back earlier today, but I didn't know that having these few movements will eventually make me feel this too exhausted.

"Oh really? You want me to believe that after pointing the gun at me," He scoffs before continuing, "—and firing at me?" this time, glowering at me. He's so terrifying. The way he looks at me now feels like I'm going to be eaten alive. Every time he's triggered, an intense version of his anger falls out that makes my blood run cold so quickly.

Struggling to break free from his strong grip is not possible. I'm too weak to even move a muscle. I can't risk losing my consciousness in front of him and ending up being saved by this man again. I don't want to be buried by debt anymore, especially from this man who was the mastermind behind my sudden forlorn life.

"If you are so eager to kill me, why don't you do it now?" he said right in front of my face. The way he delivered it sounded more like I was being threatened than just being questioned.

I can't just let him humiliate me further with his accusations. And so I told him, "I wouldn't be so stupid to do that, you know!" If I could only tell them what's going on here perhaps it would be much easier but then, would that even be the best solution that I have now when even trying to say I'm not a criminal to him can't persuade him the least. He's not buying any of my responses. I even told him, "And I don't even have any gun, how could I kill you? I am not what you're thinking." And yet, he remains suspicious of me.

While I was hoping he'd consider listening to my point, he surprisingly places his gun on my hand as he stretches it enough and points it on his forehead. With this sudden action, he said with his authoritative tone, "Now you have a gun. Shoot me!"

This is so insane. Why would he even try to provoke me further! What does he take me for?

"You were so fierce while aiming that shot against me a while ago? Where did that go?" He sarcastically keeps on putting so much pressure on his words.

"I didn't—"

"What? Are you still going to reason out it's not you?"

"I—I..." I have completely lost the words I wish to say. I wanted to tell him about the fact that I wasn't able to control myself when I shoot him. That my body moves on its own like it has its mind, yet that would only make me look more ridiculous other than pathetic. What left for me to tell then?

"Will you insist now that I am just seeing things that you didn't try shooting me? Because I can guarantee you, I wasn't the only one who saw everything." He said as his eyes move past beside my side. When I look around, I saw Leandro behind with a gun pointed at my head.

"Apologies Miss Emalia, but just in case you even attempt to pull that trigger, I will not restrain myself from ending your life to save my master," Leandro said, which left me completely in shock before I stride my sight back to his master.

As my eyes slowly feel like being drowned by the tears forming, and my energy dwindling by my every move, the fear in me burst out that force me to go down on my knees. I can't believe I'm left here cornered by these two men. I know in their eyes that I did what happens, there is no denying that I aimed the gun at him, but it's not me. I have no words to help me win this argument either.

"I can't kill anyone. I am not capable of that." I whispered to myself, it was a kinda bit loud thought which I believe the master was still able to hear.

I heard him cussed before saying, "Go and retire to your room. I don't wish to see that kind of face." He ordered before taking his leave. "—throw away all those guns Leandro, they're all knackered." his last instruction alerted Leandro to quickly move on his feet after retreating his gun away from me.

When the master was out, the tears from my eyes swiftly move down to my cheeks. Leandro was quick to stand before me to retrieve the gun away from my hands and offer me his clean handkerchief, "Stop crying, miss Emalia. My master wasn't really mad." He then said.

I finally can't help but let out the tears further, "Didn't you see how he provoked me?" I then replied.

"I'm sure he has his reasons for doing that. Why don't you rest for now inside your room? You look tired, Miss Emalia." Leandro then said while offering to assist me towards my room. I already told myself before that Leandro isn't the kind of person I could easily trust especially after the initial things he did for his master that nearly harm me or infuriates me. But today, it's strange how I relied on almost everything to him. Maybe because I'm too weak to keep my pride up that's why I allowed him to help me instead.

But despite all his help, I still tried not to let my guard down even though I know I badly need to pin my body on the bed to rest. After all that happened today, I just wish to completely bury myself in the bed and prefer not to go outside my room anymore.

If only that will be possible of course.

***

This is strange.

I woke up the next noon knowing I have been sleeping for an entire day. My limbs felt the cramps from lying in the bed for a long while. I had to force myself to get up and move my muscles somehow, though, it's a struggle to do so.

Good thing that Leandro has placed an alarm clock and calendar inside my room as per my request. He was still hesitant to give me one at first, for a reason that I am not aware of, but I protested that I must at least know the time and day. He soon gave in and placed one inside my room as his peace offering for infuriating me all the time. But unfortunately, his gift isn't enough to just let me forgive him hundred percent.

My afternoon begins after recalling that I haven't eaten anything for nearly two days. It's the same as last time, but to my wonder; how come I am not even feeling the least hungry at all? Moreover, it was as if the long sleep had stopped me from feeling any hunger. I also realized that the wilting feeling was gone. It's different compared to when I had been starved by that foolish master of them.

Was sleeping for that long helped me to recharge my lost energy?

Staying here for quite some time made me experience quite a few mysteries that I haven't figure out the explanation behind them just yet. One to mention, of course, is the remarkable ability of the master. I remember how he revived my lost energy by infusing some kind of an essence which his body possesses. Recalling it also made me thought about his execution which is kissing me.

It's really strange, and I hate to admit that there was a wired sensation of butterflies in my stomach when he kissed me for the second time. It was only gone after I learned it was him. Days after that, and it was as if something in my chest bolstered from slumber. My hunches bring me to think that something in my chest is triggered whenever I'm around the master. If this is true, perhaps he might know anything about it.

After getting myself ready, I quickly went down the open hall to come across Leandro--who at this time just came out from the hallway forth the dining hall.

"Good afternoon, Miss Emalia. Is there anything you need?" as his usual gesture, Leandro placed his hand on his chest before addressing me.

I was looking around looking for any sign of his master but he's nowhere from my sight's reach, "Leandro, where is your master?" I suddenly asked out of curiosity. Usually, his master would've called me by now already. Surprisingly, he hasn't disturb me at all.

Leandro was a bit surprised as seen from his facial reaction. What's so surprising about asking of his master's whereabouts?

"Something the matter?" I bothered asking since seeing him looking like that bugs me right away.

He cleared his throat and answered, "Forgive me. This is just unexpected if I must say, Miss Emalia."

I raised an eyebrow before tilting my head a bit sideward, "Unexpected? What's so unexpected about it?" I then ask again. I wonder what's going on with Leandro. He's becoming stranger than how he usually acts to me.

"Well, it's a confounding scene of you to sleep for quite long to wake up looking for my master so suddenly." He finally broke it down. Now I was the one surprised by it. Turning the tables so quickly. The idea even made me blush but it feels odd as well. Why would I even react this way against his master?