A Taste of Love

The Beginning of His Story

A taste of Love

Seated in my room with my hands on my laptop, thinking of what to write, I watched the blank page of my software hopelessly looking for what to write, shortly I heard a knock on my door, it was a fair good looking man whose beauty can not be comprehend by the nature of men. At first I wondered who could this man be? For I neither sent for him, how did he knew where I lived? Looking deep into his eyes I watched how he walked in without saying a word. I closed my door with a slight of fear that he could be an assassin sent to get me but who would want me dead? I said to myself.

Stephen: Fear not , for I have not come to hurt you but to tell you the story of my existence on earth as you have wondered about the glowing of my beauty.

In shock I was as I couldn’t tell how he knew what lies in my heart. Who are you? I asked in fear and trembling

Stephen: I am Stephen a servant of the living God.

I felt relief knowing he claimed to be a man of God, he wasn’t here to kill me or hurt me, I observe a tear roll out of his eyes which were that of the sky. What could be the matter that makes this man want to cry? Could he had been hurt?

Stephen: I’m not hurt but sad that my years in this world and of the realm is coming to an end.

Narrator: The realm? I asked surprise, walking closer to him as I sat down watching how much tears rolled out of his eyes. The tears were not of humans, it is like a melted diamond which dropped from his face down to the floor of my living room.

Stephen: Yes Michael, The realm is my home.

“In shock I was again as he could tell my name without me even saying it to him. How did you know my name I asked”

Stephen: I know you Michael, from the day you were born I have been with you, I have stood by you until the day you fell of the faith.

Narrator:What faith could he speak off, could he be talking of I not believing in the existence of God any longer? Looking at him with much amusement he opens his mouth to reveal more personal things to me, in his words he said.

Stephen: You are Michael Sky named after the beauty of the heavens, birthed by Stella a woman who loved God until her death made you question the existence of the living being. You let go of the faith while you were young that you may pursue this dream as a writer. I’m here that you may know he lives and I am to live no more

In great shock I was, as I couldn’t utter word from my mouth. Who could this man really be? I pondered on this question as he watches me silently as one who knows what I was thinking.

Stephen: I told you I am a servant of the living God, as you humans will call it, I am an angel of God.

In hearing him call himself an angel, I burst out in laughter, he being not surprised of my reaction, stood up from the couch and ascend to the ceiling of my living room, I fell of my couch in shock as I saw him floating in the air glowing in much beauty.

Stephen: Believe me now?

Narrator: yes I believe

In the state of shock I believed for I had neither seen an angel or a demon before, he descend down and rest on my couch .

Stephen: Go get your laptop and write this very story I wish to reveal to you that you may share to the world.

Without saying any more word, I went to my room, picked up my laptop with the heart of writing a mystery of a man existence

Stephen: my name is Stephen, in Latin I am called Stephanus a thousands year old being of the supernatural realm, a servant of servant to my master.

Narrator: Why are you then here on earth? Why is your eyes wet in tears? Why speak to me?

Stephen: You shall write as I shall say to the people that they may know why my eyes are wet in tears.

Quietly I place my hands on my keyboard as I watched my screen with the joy of about writing something divine, then he began with the story of his presence on earth that changed his angelic life.

Chapter One

In the early hours of the heavenly realm I Stephanus was summoned by my master in the midst of other angels watching over the earth, I bowed before the most high for I couldn’t behold the glory of his might. He said unto me “ Go Stephanus unto Jean Marshall for she is a precious child of mine for whom you shall protect from the forces of darkness that seeks her”. It was a normal assignment for I have been created by my master to defend his people from evil. Oh Jean, how different she is, how precious she was in the sight of my master, her childhood had been rough but her courage in living a successful life had touched the realms as all which are of the night seeks her. I looked down from the heavens falling straight to earth at the night hour of earthly time. Standing afar from the window of her apartment, I watched her clean up her beautiful body to which she have pour down the earthly rain of her shower. Such a beauty, never have she given her heart fully to any man, at 26 she still keeps herself for the man in her fantasy. I walked away from the view of her window, hoping to see her in the day break of time.

It was a bright morning day for indeed I watched every hour counts to the day break of every sun rise in my years as an angelic being. Never have I been excited to talk to a human. It was my first mission on earth to interact with a human, not just any human but to the one that makes my non existing heart want to exist in a twinkle of an eye. Jean works as a waitress in Royal star restaurants with her captivating beauty sweeping in more customers who desired only to see her by ordering their meals in the restaurant, for a moment I realized something different about the place the power of my master had taken me to. Here I was in Nigeria, a country not valued by the people of this world, a country neglected of good leaders that care more about its people than the need of riches and wealth. This country I stand upon it’s foundation. I sat in the Royal star restaurants as I await Jean to come over to my table. In few minutes Jean walked down to my table asking for my order with a smile on her face, I asked for their best meal to which she served me. I barely can eat for I have no stomach for food none drink. She served me the meal with a glance following with a smile, I lift my head a bit to stare once more into her eyes with a smile I spoke to her

Stephen: Thank you for the meal

Jean: (giggles) it my duty to serve you

Stephen: My name is Stephanus but call me Stephen, what your name?

Jean: am Jean Marshall

I gave my hand for a shake to which I was fulfilled in her shaking hands with me

Jean: (a bit off) I feel more calm after shaking your hand, this have never happened to me before (turning to leave)

Stephen: (called for her) Jean… I hope I’m not asking too much, I would like if I can walk you home.

Jean: (feeling uncomfortable) hmm! My shift ends by 10pm (slowly she walks away)

I stared at the food served to me for I could not eat of it, I noticed all eyes was looking at my in ability to eat, believing I was weird, I stood up from the chair, dropped some couple of notes on the table and walked away. While walking out the entrance door, I felt the disappointing look of Jean watching me from the counter believing I was not even going to keep my word. Unknown to her I was at the rooftop of the building waiting for her to get off work.

At exactly 10:00pm she exists the premises about walking home when I startled her, giving her a fear for her life

Jean: oh my goodness, it’s you, you scared me

Stephen: I’m sorry I scared you (showing her an expression of remorse)

Jean: I thought you were gone?

Stephen: I was never gone, I was waiting for you

Jean: thank you for wanting to walk me home.

I gave her a smile as I walked with her without uttering any word until we got to her entrance door.

Jean: Thank you Stephen, I can’t believe you actually walked me home without uttering a word, you are much of a gentle man.

I gave her a smile, turning to leave her premises, she calls out my name wanting to know why I didn’t touch my food.

Stephen: I wasn’t hungry (giving her an assuring look)

Jean: okay, if you say so, thank you for tonight

She walked into her apartment while I stood still like one who had no place to return to. Of course I have no place to return to, the realm Is my home, my duty in the world is to protect therefore I decided to protect her by standing beside her in an invisible form. I walked through her door to her room, I stood beside her watching how softly she sleeps. At the next hour of the day I was already seated at her place of work waiting for her to come in but she never did. While I wait, a young lady walked in and sat opposite me giving me a smile.

Sarah: Hello handsome

Stephen: hey

Sarah: hope it okay if I sit with you?

I looked at her eyes and saw the desire of her wanting to have s*x. I responded to her question as calm as I could get for she didn’t know I’m not of this world, while she still speaks, trying to flirt with me, I became unsettled knowing that Jean had not walked in yet. I stood up from my sit with a plead of excuse to Sarah to which she approved, I walked down to the other lady at the counter asking when Jean would come in for work but I was told she wasn’t on duty today, quickly I left the restaurant without being bothered of Sarah who waited with the assurance I would be back to have a nice time with her.

I knocked on Jean house but there was no response, I looked through it with my eyes to see if she could be in danger, she was not at home, how then can I find her? I don’t have a phone none her number, I decided to search for her first before getting a means to contact her in the humans way. I ascend to the clouds, looking down at the surface of the human world.

Stephen: Where are you Jean?

I searched and found her with a couple of friends, a young guy to which I suspected was her lover, her female friend which she calls bestie both having a great time at a cinema. I felt annoyed as I watched how she was kissed by a guy who was dating her best friend as well, she was ignorant of the affair her best friend was having with her lover, for both ladies were lovers to a man. How could the best friend put up with her friend lover kissing Jean when it ought to be her all along. I became angry as I watched him touching Jenifer carefully so as not to alert Jean of his act. Jean a beautiful lady with an upright heart being lost in the moment of friendship and fun couldn’t tell the hand place on the lap of her friend Jennifer.

Michael: where precisely was he sitting because I don’t see how it would be possible to touch and kiss both ladies if they are both seated together.

Stephen: No Michael, Jackson was sitting at the middle of them both, Jean was at the right and Jennifer was at the left, this gave him easy access to touch both without Jean awareness. I watched how he played it safe with them both, kissing Jennifer only when he sees Jean concentration towards the movie they were supposed to be watching. Jennifer excuse herself to the restroom seeing she couldn’t hold her s****l desire, with her eyes and lips she passed a message to Jackson to meet her, he stood up giving his own excuse to Jean and walked right in to the restroom. There both pleasured themselves.

I wanted to tell Jean of the act being committed against her. Though I found it strange at first for I saw her as a lady without a lover, when then did she have a lover, could it be the heavens profile her as a lady waiting for the man of her fantasy? Without acknowledging the present of another man in her life? Could it be her virginity is profiled to make her single in her records in the heavenly realms?. I descend from the clouds in which I stood.

I waited at her entrance door for she to return, I saw her coming with Jackson her lover who was curious on who I was, I uttered no words from my mouth than wish to speak to Jean alone, his resistance in leaving Jean with me pushed me to speak to him so as to silent him

Stephen: Do you think I didn’t see what happened in the restroom?

Jean: What is he talking about?

Jackson: Nothing serious babe, I guess he saw the fight I had with one riffraff.

He adjusted from me with his eyes strangely fixed to mine believing I was peeking like a p*****t, he walked away after giving Jean a kissed on her forehead. I turned my attention to Jean with the desire to know why she have a lover that wasn’t recorded as a lover in the heavenly realm

Stephen: Is he your lover?

Jean: yeah I guess so

Stephen: You guess so? Why do you guess?

Jean: Jackson is a great guy, he have always been there for me that’s why i agreed to be his girlfriend when he asked.

Stephen: You are still not sure if he is the one

Jean: Something like that, he isn’t that bad though, he is a great guy.

A great guy she said, a guy who sleeps with her best friend because he can not get the satisfaction of s*x from his lover. I left Jean to get some rest as she watches me walk away from the door post of her house with a smile. I knew we beings of the realm have no authority to hurt any humans, doing so will only make us beings of evil. I moved speed in time to stand before Jackson, while standing right there in his room, I saw him making out pleasurably with Jennifer on the bed, it was obvious she came to his house to finish what they started in the rest room, her soft ass pressed by the hands of her pleasurer, deeply she was kissed as they both undress each other, I was invisible looking at them making love, I couldn’t bare looking any much longer so I decided to leave.

While walking away slowly wondering how hurt Jean would be, seeing that her lover and best friend were all in it in the room, I felt a mighty wind passed to the direction of the house , I paused for a second and went back to the room in which they were in, passing through the closed door of Jackson room, I found both him and Jennifer dead on the bed with his d**k still in Jennifer Virginia. What just happened I asked myself as I walked out of the place quietly.