Apparition

Chapter # 15

Crushing under the weight of fear and distress, all I could do is to stare at the stained glass all the time with terrorizing sensations evoking in me every time I saw him. My body has no strength left in me. Crumbling apart in his pernicious presence, all I can do is to sit quietly. Filled with uttermost consternation and the fright to know his malevolent plans is taking my life out of me. I don’t know how many days have passed, all I can do is to stare at the stained glass and watch the rays of sunshine igniting it, telling me that the day has started and soon the darkness lurks everywhere which deluged me in dread, giving me a very bad omen.

My mind is affected by staying here with no source of liberation, it is breaking me apart throwing me in an endless pit of turmoil which is taking my sanity away from me. Left with the inability to feel any positive emotion, espying nothing but despair, the desire to run away from here arose in me. I have to run, far away. Even if death is present at the end but that death would be far better than this eternal horror.

I hesitantly stood up with my weak legs and took support from the wall and stood in front of the stained glass. I put my hand over it and leaned a bit to see if I broke it and tried to run away; would it be possible and seems like it is. I can run away, all I need is an opportunity to leave. I let out a sigh of relief and lowered my head.

But, the most strange thing about here is that in all these days, I have survived without food or water and surprisingly my body doesn’t even need anything to eat or drink as if my hunger and thirst have been fulfilled.

Just when I was thinking about it, the creaking sound of the door being opened reached my ears and the ominous presence crushed me, draining my energy from me. The sound of his steps coming closer gave chills to my bone, causing me to stiff. I shut my eyes more tightly and hugged my sides.

“What are you doing?” His deep voice came out soft.

“L-Looking.. out,” I replied in a barely audible voice. I gulped and was about to move back, not being able to bear this strong ambience before me anymore but he held my arm and pulled me to him. A gasp escaped my lips, making me shudder violently in fear. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him,

“C-Can I a-ask you something?” I asked hesitantly. His presence never fails to shut my lips and take my strength away from me. His icy eyes bore into mine, looking at me with such intensity that it made my heart skip a beat.

“Hmm?” He hummed in the heavenly voice which evoked shivers from me. I looked at him timidly and said tentatively,

“I-I haven’t e-eaten anything.. yet s-still... I-I am not... hungry.” My unstable voice elicits an emotion of amusement from him. My lips eye quivering, my gaze was dismayed, my body was shaking.

“Because your body has been cared for well.” He replied. I looked at him with a glint of disbelief and horror and whispered,

“T-then.. t-this..” He took a step close with his minatory eyes scanning me from top to bottom, “Yes, it’s your soul.” My breath hitched and my heart stopped for a second. I was stunned and lost my ability to react.

“It may not require the essential needs of a human but…” He walked close, I immediately took a step back, letting out soft voices of fright and dolor. My back hit the wall, I gasped and lifted my gaze only to see him hovering over me. He lifted my chin and leaned in as he continued his sentence with a husky voice, “It can indeed feel what I want to…”

My eyes widened in terror. Ferocious shivers travelled in my body, my heart began to race. My voice was stuck in my throat as those eyes of gloom exist for me anymore. I swallowed the lump in my throat as my body remained motionless. He wrapped his one hand around my waist and pulled me close. I clutched his shirt between my hands tightly to create some distance and lowered my gaze. He held my chin and lifted it, forcing me to look at him. My fragmented eyes bore into his unfathomable ones which held those emotions in them which I don’t want to believe at all cost.

His one hand held my back firmly while his other hand from my chin moved to my neck so tenderly brushing his fingers over my skin, making my hairs to stand on their edge as my body began to shake in eerie thoughts. He slowly moved and pressed his body against mine, convulsing me in dread. My eyes looked at his which glistened with something darkly beautiful in them. He slowly moved his face close to mine as his breath lingered over my face, stirring my mind in temptation and no matter how much I try, I cannot pull myself away from this.

He nuzzled to my neck, brushing his lips against my skin, pushing me against the wall. His hand from my neck moved to my hairs and pulled them slightly, my heart skipped a beat, my breath turned into a pant when he sunk his teeth deep into my skin invoking a moan from me. My mind was clouded with desires and need and even if it made me feel repugnant; still, my body received euphoria from it and began to crave more of it. He kissed my neck and moved slowly upwards, stopping at my cheeks. His deep breath elicits shivers from me.

“Mary..” He called my name in a whisper. His voice held such deep affection in it. When my name rolled over his lips, my legs became lifeless. The only thing which helped me to stand was his grip over my back. My mind was blind in the seduction, his mere touches drive me insane. The sensation is something I have never felt before; That’s what he meant I will feel what he wants.

“Please… don’t..” I said breathlessly, desperately with my grip over him getting tighter. I lowered my head and buried it in his chest, not being able to meet his spellbinding eyes. I could feel his eyes over making me lose my senses while panting heavily with my mind filled with his thoughts. His hand moved from my hair to the back as he held the laces of my dress. My breath hitched but I didn’t dare to move an inch or push him away. My body was letting him, it couldn't resist him. Without looking, he untied the laces of my dress, making it fall on the ground. I squeaked and shut my eyes. I was only in my petticoat and bodice over my corset. Feeling ashamed, I didn’t dare to open my eyes and witness my devastation.

“Look at me.” He ordered in a stern voice and being a slave of his commands, I slowly lifted my head. Tears began to flow down but he wiped them and looked at me with such gentleness that it caused my heart to pick its pace. A shallow breath escaped my lips and I kept looking in those eyes which hide menacing intentions over a mask of love.

He removed his hands and took a step back. My back leaned on the wall so that I didn't fall as I kept looking at him. I was panting, waiting for him to do or say anything. Before my mind could register what happened, he pressed his body against mine, pinned me harshly against the wall while kissing my neck intensely. I gasped loudly, losing my breath at the sudden blissful feeling he gave me. I ran my hands in his soft raven lock, losing my breath. My body began to shake in desires. His touch is provoking my body with the urge to feel him. I don’t know how this happened but I began to yearn for his touch. I don’t know whether it’s my own feeling or he is deliberately making me feel like this but his touch was surely heavenly.

The ways his lips over my skin with such delicacy, biting it and pushing a wave of pain and pleasure in me. Holding me possessively. The feeling was inexplicable. It was making me tremble in wants. My heart was skipping its beats. My breath mixed up with the low scowls of his. Anger was emitting from him but he was lost in something mystifying. I mewled and moved my head back, he lifted my waist, placing me against the cold wall.

After a painfully long time, he finally pulled away leaving me as a mess, I was panting to get some air. My body was shaking in desire. My arms were wrapped around his neck and I am in his embrace, inhaling his strong scent of roses.

“Your body cannot resist me, Mary.” He whispered, brushing my hairs away from my face and making me look at him. “I know.,” I said, losing my breath.

“Only I can sway you.” He said in a low vehement voice. That’s what I don’t want but I know I Can't do anything about it either. “I know that too,” I said again.

I looked at him, his eyes showed an emotion of remorse and hurt while flickering with anger. Not being able to understand the fathom of his eyes, I decided to remain silent. It was like a loop of destruction which is pulling me not the abyss and making him feel what he doesn't want and causing him to lose his senses. His hand made its way to my chest, holding the laces of my bodice in his hands and opening it as well.

"That's what you want me to feel?" I asked with a shaky breath. "It's a natural reaction." He replied monotonously, my heart skipped a beat, immersing me in dread and allure. "No."

"How many men touched you before?" He asked. A crimsom shade it's way to my cheeks as he was undressing me slowly and I was incapable of pushing him away. "None." I replied.

"Then it's a natural reaction." He replied, raising his gaze and looking at me intensely, making me stiff. I was in my petticoat only.

"Then stop." I whispered, not removing my eyes from his. "Make me." He stared back deeply into my eyes.

I swallowed hard and lowered my head, Moving my hand down and held his shirt, ready to take it off but he stopped me. My eyes widened as I gave him a pleading look to not torment me or seduce me in this anymore. I cannot bear any more than this.

“Please…” I whispered, holding him close again. He looked at me intently, observing my desperate and shivering form for about a minute and then pulling away. I let out a heaved and out my hands over my chest, sitting back on the mattress.

"What do you want?" He asked. "What do you want?" I counter questiones. "You know."

"Then end my suffering."

"If I can. I would." I looked at him in disbelief, etching unwanted sensation in my heart, shuddering.

"It hurts..." I said lowly, hugging my sides close to my chest, holding my sobs back. He spared a final glance filled with pity, trying to say something for my comfort but couldn't. A deep mournful gaze, grazing at me and left.

My mind still cannot comprehend what has just happened. What took over me, why I crave his touch, why I desire it but I know there’s no need to ask that answer is simple; My soul is in his possession.