Bound by Contingency

Confusion

CHAPTER 2

Talon

            Ben, as I address Benjamin leave after we talk about Lilith.

            She was all perplexed about everything, as I expected. This are all my way to be able to handle her without any question.

            But, what the hell was I thinking? I swear under my breath, my real fiancé just died. Running a hand through my hair I walk around. I wanted to spear her but instead she was caught up in this mess because of Ben abrupt suggestion that she is mine. Now she was using Veronica’s ring in her hand. And now the wedding that will happen in three weeks time: is happening for real.

            But marriage? I’ve never really consider such thing, unless it’s for a different business reason. Veronica is a assassin known by the name as black panther. I know her since childhood, and our parents died without knowing why. Every possible reason was well hidden.

            I’ve been through it since I hit puberty, when we met is a unexpected circumstance where we almost killed each other in pointing gun, then after a few chit chat we found out that it’s a trap set for us.

            This led us to arrange our marriage to protect each other and to work out our own goal but two weeks ago she was found dead, r***d and torture. An innocent man was convicted on the case. I met him once; he is a old man suffering from dementia: a chronic mental disorder affecting the memory, personality and impaired reasoning. Due to his situation, I let him get acquitted and he was sent to a mental asylum.

            And Lilith, my Lilith now, that woman come from paradise ranch judging her identity number on her chest with the two head eagle at the top of it. To every facility, they have different identification codes from each other and I know them all because I’m striving to be part of the company to find out who kill my parents. They are both good doctors, who establish their name in the field of medicine that is how I acquired this wealth because of their hard work.

            At the time I find her when her jet plane crush is the week I had the news that the facilities that I am surveying for a year was destroyed. After going through the area, everything turn to ashes and I can’t find any clues. It was a clean job, that it turns like a parch facilities never been used by the government in decades.

            But, she might have all the answer I needed and Ben was right to what he said. I need to cage her in my stead before her memory return, and the marriage is the only thing where she can’t escape from me, where I can monitor her movement. My anger had subsided, while I’m thinking about Ben incitement to what he did that I almost want to punch him.

            The idea is the easiest way, an access to my goals. I already set her to a contract of death where there is no happily ever after.

            Yet the thought comes to my mind, I can’t help how she look caving her small frame in that bed, with her innocent face lost in confusion and alone waiting for a ray of sun. I run a hand over my face as I remember how her body shakes, and knowing that the small act of kindness with a kiss on her forehead is an act. She doesn’t know what kind of man she’ll be marrying ------- she is the lamb that this lion about to devour. She is a pawn preparing to be disposed.

Maybe not…

LILITH

            The four days leading to my wedding is the worsest days of my life asfar as I could remember. I know why I can’t stop myself from shaking when I get the gasp of what really marriage is. I keep asking the perspective of those attendants who come to my room. Their smile even gives me shiver. This is the only time I find myself uncomposed in my situation. Maybe because everything is uncertain for me, but what is uncertain when I live on it day by day in the past 21st year of my life.

            I grew up as an orphan in a place known as the paradise ranch. Inside the island, it was sub divided in four parts. The orphanage; where babies are taken good care. The medical wards; where all experiment was held. The military facilities; where they train us, and the Black district; where all the cattle kids like me was produced--- that is what they say. I hate that I can’t remember what happen on my escaped plan, to my comrade, to that doctor. I had nausea when I tried to remember, so I prefer not to touch that part of my memory. Waiting for it to heal on it’s own.

            Talon, I didn’t see him all through-out this week, since the night we met and he told me I am his fiancé. I’m resting as much as possible per Ben required, my physician; the only person I can recognize and have a few words aside from the people who work here around the house.

            I went-out from the room a few times to roam around, but most of the time I am staying inside the room like I use to be.