Her Sweet Vengeance

Chapter 12 (King Spartan)

CHAPTER 12 (King Spartan)

As I stepped on the gutter, I looked down. The depth of the water below, I know I’ll drown there for sure. Or maybe my head will hit the rocks and excessive bleeding will be the cause of my death. It is dark below yet I want to know what’s waiting for me there. It is so inviting – the idea of death overwhelms me today. The cold wind touches my skin and I am sure that I don’t have any emotion shown in my face or in my eyes right now. This is all I need, to end the misery of my life. I closed my eyes as I readied myself, then I felt a strong force that was pulling me down – fast and abrupt. Is this my end?

“Are you out of your fvcking mind? You really are going to kill yourself dimwit?!” someone shouted and when I opened my eyes, the man in black appeared from my sight. He pulled me before I jumped. I looked at him with so much hate in my eyes and he was taken aback. He should be. He’s the reason why I am still in pain right now. If he did not interfere then I’m already dead now.

“What if I say yes? That I want to die that much. Did you know that you just ruined my plans tonight? First, those men that you just put to sleep, they could have helped me. They could have killed me but you came. Do you think I’ll thank you for saving my pathetic life? And now that I want to die from jumping here, you came again and ruined everything again. Mister, you don’t know me so please stop poking your nose in my decisions. Just walk away here and let me be,” I said coldly and walked again towards the gutter. I just stepped three times but he pulled me again.

“Why do you really want to die huh? Do you think it can solve your problems? Someone out there loves you! Someone might be waiting you. Your family!” I laughed at him like he just cracked a powerful joke. Me? Cared for? Loved? He’s really on his not right mind.

“Do you think I’ll become this reckless if someone loves me? I’ve lost my parents already. My adoptive Grandma died ages ago and guess what? Her son’s family made me worthless. And her real granddaughter just hired all those men to r**e and kill me. But you know what’s even funnier? My boyfriend cheated on me. Not just once or twice. He cheated behind my back for a year and a half already because I can’t give him his needs. And he screwed that b***h and they will get married because she’s pregnant already. Great love story right? Can’t you see how pathetic I am? I am worthless. I don’t have a home, a job or money. So let me go.” He remained silent in the whole duration of my ranting. He just looked at me with his pair of dark orbs that is seemily sucking my soul into its unknown depths.

“You are right. You really are pathetic. I pity you. You are wasting your life for those worthless people that wants you to be under ground. You could have made an impression that you are strong and that you can stand on your own and you will transcend their expectations. But nevermind, I think you already made your mind.” Is he deaf? Impression? It’s too late for that.

“You are not listening are you? I said no one wants me. No one will love me nor need me in their lives. Can’t you get it too? My life is worthless. It’s a whole piece of crap.”

“Then let me take care of you. I need you. You are the one I need in my life. Let me use your life. I will put it to good use and I will help you. You will rise from where you’ve fallen. You will show them that you are not worthless or a piece of trash. Trust me.” I was taken aback. Is he serious right now? I don’t expect help from anyone. I’ll just drag them to the pit hell where I am situated right now.

“Did you just mentioned trust? I don’t have trust on anyone anymore. Save your self Mister. My missery is too much that I can even drag you to hell where I am situated right now. I don’t want you to ruin your llife too. Just let me be.” I know my eyes are filled with sorrow and hopelessness as of the moment and I don’t want him to pity me. I know he is just saying this so that he’ll have a clear conscience.

“Then, how about I will be the one who will end your agony.” End my agony? He’ll kill me and bury me in a far unknown place? That’s inviting too.

“You’ll kill me?” I asked, shocked. He doesn’t look like someone who will kill. Well, we can’t really judge a book by its cover. If he will prommise to kill me in silence then I might accept his help.

“No. I’m proposing a different thing.

Be my wife.”

Is he alright? He might have had a serious head injury due to the fight earlier. But he never blinked and his face is serious. Oh heavens! I just met a lunatic. I sighed and then patted his shoulder he might be depressed right now.

“It’s okay if you were left by your girlfriend or lover. You don’t need someone for a rebound, okay?” he held my wrist and took it away from his shoulder. He looked at me in the eye and I was seemingly lost in his dark pair of orbs. An unknown abyss where I will be lost and might never come back to surface again.

“I am serious. Let me use you. I need someone as a bride. My old man wants me to marry someone and he has given me an ultimatum. So please, before you decide to throw away your ‘worthless’ and ‘pathetic’ life – your words, not mine – please do me a last and big favor. I’ll help you move on from your heartbreak from that cheater scumbag and worthless ex of yours and I will make sure that I will put everyone that hurt you and made you miserable in their right places. I’ll give you the world under your feet. Just trust me. Give your trust just one last time.”

He extended his hand in front of me, just like he was offering for a hand shake to seal the deal. I looked at his hand, then to his face and to his mysterious eyes. This man saved my life twice and thus ruining my plans. But he too is having a turmoil right now. He needs someone by his side for whatever reason it shall serve. And I maybe am the last recourse he can have. Maybe I am the last piece to his success. I guess my life will have a meaning if I accept the deal. Just before I die. Just before I end my life, at least I will carry that pride that I helped someone to reach the peak – to reach his dream.

The sky became darker as the clock keeps on moving its hands. I looked up back at this unknown man. In the darkness of the night and in the coldness of the wind that blows on my skin, I slowly raised my arm and I opened my hand that was fisted earlier. I felt his warmth and I felt secure when our skins touched. When I accepted his hand, I know that there is no turning back anymore. I agreed to be his wife and I don’t feel any remorse of my decision right now.

***

Later then, we rode his motorbike. He drove fast on the silent street. He drives fast yet I don’t feel afraid. The cold wind caresses my skin but it gave me comfort instead of chill. I looked at the surroundings that we passesd by like a blur. I don’t know this man yet but I can tell that he’s a good man. I am not sure of what the future will be or what will happen tomorrow, or the next day, all I know is that, this man can take my pain away after. I hold on his jacket as he turned right. On and on we went until he stopped above a hill. From here, I can see the beautiful city lights from afar. It is like a mirror of the heavens above where the stars are in full display.

“This is my favorite place. I always come here whenever I am feeling down or I have problems. Ironic as it may seem because I am a man and it has been a misconception that we drink liquor when we are sad or stressed,” he said, breaking the silence. My brows shot up. So, he don’t drink?

“So, you don’t drink liquor? You got to be kidding me Mister.” I tailed it with a fake laugh.

“I’m telling you the truth. I don’t drink liquor really. Though sometimes, they offer me wine but I always decline. Liquor has been found out to make our brains shrink.” I laughed at his explanation. Seriously? Is he a science pro guy? A health conscious person? Never did I meet one and not to mention that he’s a guy.

“Don’t laugh. I’m telling you the truth. And besides, liquors have many bad effects to health, so why do we need to spend for something that will only bring us negative effects?”

We fell silent. We were just looking on the colorful city lights that shines bright like stars here on Earth. The wind suddenly blow and the cold air crept to my skin. I shivered slightly. I rubbed my arms wit my hands so that it will be warm again. I was shocked that a warm object envelopedd my body. I looked up and my eyes met his. He took off his jacket and draped it around my body so that I will not feel cold. I was stunned. No one did this to me, ever. I blushed but thanks to the darkness of the place, he can’t see it. I mumbled a soft ‘thanks’ and looked back at the city below.

“Mister…” he cut me before I could ever make a sentence.

“I have a name so don’t call me Mister. I’m King. King Spartan Racer. What’s your name?”

“Havaianas Miracle Leeven.”

“Nice name you’ve got there huh? But it’s quite long. I’ll call you uhm… Yana. It sounds cute.” I froze on my spot. No one called me Yana except my parents. He might have noticed my reaction and so he asked…

“Why? Don’t you like it? Does your ex calls you Yana too?” I slowly shook my head.

“No. I just remember my Mom and my Dad. They call me baby Yana when I was little.”

“Do I need to stop calling you that?” I shook my head again.

“It’s alright. I’ll give you the right to call me that. Can I call you King?”

“Your King?” he asked. I was puzzled at first but then, he burst out laughing. Clearly, he’s making fun out of me. I just remained silent and looked at him until he was done laughing. He cleared his throat to ease the tension and he fell silent too.

“I just want to make you laugh. You are more beautiful when you smile. But I can be your king really, and you’ll be my queen.” I was stunned for a moment? Is it because of his words? Or maybe because of his voice? Or is it his eyes that seems to suck my soul? I don’t know really. All I know is that, my heart is beating eratically and I have never felt this before.