Fictional Fantasies (Completed)

Episode 8: Perfectly ruined

"You brought this to yourself, Asteria! No more driving cars for you! And for f**k sake! Quit smoking!"

A cunning look crossed over my face. The audacity to ordered me to quit.

"You know what? This talk is literally pissing me off. Can we cut this conversation 'cause it's making me sick!" I spitted angrily.

His scowling face grew more angrier this time. Did he actually think that it would scare me? Oh, bullshit!

"I am your husband! I have all the rights to justify every mistakes you did!" That made me scoffed.

How impudence.

"Well, great news! I don't give a f**k anymore! You piece of s**t!" Shouting, I walk with haste to get away from him.

"I f*****g love you! Why can't you believe me?" His baritone voice screams facts while emphasizing the sincerity of it.

I shooked my head out of disbelief. I am firm with my viewpoint. "Oh, common! Babe, I'm on a diet. I don't eat lies anymore."

I hate the way he speak to me. The hatred I have for him can't compensate through his forgiveness. What I have for him wasn't madness, then what is it? Loathe? Well, I'm out of words for that matter.

"Why can't you f*****g listen to me?! Believe me, Asteria. I love you more than myself!"

His statement made me halt in my steps.

"Why on earth I would listen to you? For almost five years, I was blinded by your love that caged me into stupidity! You were cheating behind my back! And now, you are jailing me to this f*****g marriage I've never asked for!"

It stunned him. His lips parted a bit and eyes full of misery. Oh, come on. That pity face cannot trick me.

"P-pero...pangarap natin 'to di ba? Ang makasal sa isa't isa." His voice cracked and he seems off about this talk. His confident face broke down in front of me.

I shifted my eyes when my heart clenched seeing him like this. The sorrow and regrets was all over his face and didn't even spare a single damn to hide it.

I heaved a sigh. "This was our dream before, but not now. Hindi kita gustong saktan pero ayaw ko ring paasahin ka. Honestly, my dream now is to live my life without you, Archel."

His head lowered down. And to my shock, his shoulders began to elevate and pushed downwards, only to find out he's crying in front of me.

I didn't felt anything but pure sympathy to his state. Perhaps, my love for him had died down, but not entirely. There's still this little feeling I had for him, but not that whole to be with him and love him again just like the old times.

Each new chapter of our lives requests an old part of us to fall and a new part of us to rise. And probably, I woke up differently. Done with trying to figure out who was with me. I step down alone in the middle because they don't have the guts to pick a side. I was done with anything that didn't bring me peace.

I've realized that opinions were a dime of dozen validation for parking their insensible views that coated with a knocking intoxication. And loyalty wasn't a word, but a lifestyle that was wrapped by a profit gained from something.

It was this day that my life has changed completely. And not because of him, but the reason that I've grasped the idea that life is way too short to leave the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket.

I looked at him. Firm emotions were intact with my unyielding decision. I know that he can read between the lines. And I'm sure that he knows that my statement cannot be bend by his words. He can't stop me.

"I will not apologize for choosing myself this time. Self love is the chapter that I've always wanted to write."

When our eyes locked at each other, fragments of our memories keep rushing back. And the undenying pain that wrecked me, causing me to hate him that no amount of words neither his love can bring back my trust.

But at this moment, I know I will forgive him, at the same time, letting go. I went overboard on belittling my worth, and I know it doesn't work like that. So, I'm doing this for my peace. The process of logic understanding dragged me to the depths of knowledge that the greatest responsibility is to love myself and to know I am enough.

"I'm sorry. Maybe, this is the time that we need to let go of each other. We can't sort this out, Archel. And the best solution to let ourselves heal...is to be without each other. We need to part ways in order to grow. Let alone those things that ruined us."

They booed and hissed when he stepped on stage. Their unfavorable protest for his presence is making my knuckles rapped on the table.

"The issue hadn't died down that's why his fans showed their contempt for his appearance in the stage." I heard one of my friends said.

"Did he really deserve the scorn? That is beneath consideration!" I replied with a sneer.

"b***h, you know people nowadays. And the controversial system of celebrities is always entangled with some bullshitness."

My eyes bore to the man on stage. He's adjusting his guitar, not minding these people around him who's giving him insults.

"It's not his fault, but why these people point their hate at him? They should dig deeper to know the truth!"

Layla rolled her eyes. "Why are you so affected to his issue?"

She got me right there.

"I know him." I answered truthfully.

Her eyes widened. "The hell? How come you know this hunk named Archel Navarro Silvistre?"

I swallowed the lump forming in my throat. How can I forgot? How can I neglect the truth that I was once became his wife?

"Business matters."

It's true that I'm still quite associated with his family 'cause his dad and my father were close friends. But I haven't seen him for years. I lately heard the news that he went abroad and do his own stuff there. And now, he's back. A total celebrity with a lot of fans, but also has a platoon of problems knotting on his image. That information pushed me to the edge of bewilderment.

"Anyways, he had a share of fault too. He sleep with a celebrity who has a husband! Damn, b***h. He was caught in act!"

I'm not sure about that. I didn't even believe that news. Kasi sa totoo lang, his family investigated the whole scene. And it was proven that that woman he's with plotted the entire scheme to corner him and ruin Archel for her own satisfaction.

What happened to him is a complete disaster. But when I look into his eyes, I can't see any emotions regarding about this matter. It's like he doesn't care at all. Shrugging those shits like it's just a damn trash that he won't lay up a single stare.

"But I'm not believing it though." That caught my attention.

She glance at me and sipped to her glass after. "I've saw the new released video of his statement."

I was cut stint without a fix when she murmured that.

"What about it? I didn't know that."

She got her phone from the table and do some fiddling on it. Later on, she handed it to me.

"Here, look."

My mouth hang opened when my eyes solely focus on the video. I was flabbergasted when I listened to his voice, saying something ridiculous.

"I didn't hooked with that woman. She secretly make plans to carry out a harmful actions. Damn. I don't even know her! I was drugged that night and lost consciousness. f**k it! I just woke up beside her, fully naked, but I know that I didn't f**k her. I only want to make love to someone and that is my wife. Baby, if you're watching this video, I wanted to say that this whole thing wasn't true. I'm in love with you, still I am. So, please. Cut this crap 'cause I don't want my wife being mad at me."

For a minutes, I was greatly puzzle-pated hearing this from him. I don't know what to react nor to say.

I also have this thoughts that what happened years ago somehow wasn't true. That he cheated with someone connected to his work before. Damn. Is he saying the truth? That he was set-up before and cornered again by this false accusations.

Shit. I don't know what's happening anymore.

But I got hushed to his sentence. Did he just said that he has a wife? Darn.

I gritted my teeth. We're already over years ago. And we had a divorced for f**k sake!

So, it wasn't me he's calling wife in the first place. Tangina. Why am I expecting something from it?

"Hey, hey. You're gripping my phone too much."

I snap out from my reverie. I unconsciously stretched my hand to give back her phone and immediately grope a glass of wine in the table. I drank it straightly without hesitation.

"You okay?" I nodded slowly.

"I'm fine."

"You look shocked by the way." She noticed that I'm surprised by this sudden news.

My gripped from the glass tightened. "Yeah. Still on the process of absorbing it."

She chuckled and only shook her head. She fixed her eyes on stage and I also did the same for an unknown reason.

Layla squealed abruptly.

"b***h, he's looking at you!"

My hands trembled and I don't know what to do.

His eyes, they were staring back at me. Those eyes that occupies malleable expression can melt every women's knees with a chorus of green threads. Those green orbs that could shine in any light.

And when the spotlight ceased to his spot, I can clearly see the new version of him. His height increased more than before. His lips providing a feral grim lines, together with his jaw tapering at some point. And I want to describe his eyes once again. Those rounded green hues that held so much emotions wherein the sweet tint of spring clover.

But what ruined his face is the scowl that never leave.

Is he mad for seeing me?

"The chemistry is overpowering the whole crowd!"

I averted my eyes and faked a cough. What just happened?

I tilted my head and poured my attention to the glass I'm holding. Layla nudge at me.

"You two are cute! I'm rooting for this!" I groaned because of that.

"You are not seriously doing this." I mumbled.

She just laugh and raised her glass. "Let's have a toast for your new found love life!"

A curse escaped from my mouth. "The f**k you are doing?"

Layla giggled. "You're gonna rip tonight!"

I gasped at her. "Damn you!"

"I won't let you leave until we'll settle this matter! I want you to have a conversation with him and probably, let him do you."

Now I'm regretting why I accepted her as my friend. She's so liberated that I couldn't go with the flow of her dirty tactics.

Damn it. I'm screwed.

"I know that all of you didn't believe my testimony earlier, but I'm saying this once again. I was trapped by that. I absolutely didn't do it and I have a proof to justify my statement. I'm not saying this to let everyone of you believe me, I'm saying this because I want someone to know that after all these years, I never used any women to get laid. 'Cause baby, I am damn whipped. I am confining myself to your embrace, to those bewitching smiles and laughter. You locked me up to the depths of destruction and there's no way I'll ask for an escape. For I'll only seek my remedy from you."

My breathing went hitched when he said those words while eyes merely darted to me.

My heart was thumping rapidly inside my chest. Ironic how I heard my own heartbeats punching my inside being.

"This song is for my wife. She's here and I hope she won't leave not until I finish this song."

Somehow, his voice soothe me. And weird that I actually stayed.

He was drenched in a harsh white neon light. While there's a lot of questions inside my head that rose to a clamor vehemently.

When our eyes brushed at each other, I'm unaware that I'm already clenching my chest to beaten my beats into a steady state. I'm utterly confused. Unable to think clearly about the feelings that instantly precede with a step of flapping rises.

The beating of my heart was jarring to my senses. I was deaf mute from the sound of my own heart that pounding my chest cruelly.

His stares worsened my situation, yet with those green orbs, I found peace. A comfort which console me beyond expectation.

My eyes gawk at nowhere, avoiding his stares tracing my figure, nor keenly looking at my face.

I need a breaking before it's too late. Before his gazes became my favorite addiction.

But fate is a tripper. It quenched my foot, causing me to stumble. And I know, right there, my eyes solely focused to him.

I am caught again. Trapped to his dimension of paradise. Cuffed to his eyes that held the whole universe. And cage to his breathtaking stares.

I am jailed. Fully. Completely. Utterly aware.

Foolish how the feelings I have for him lashed out in no time. I was whipped by my own beats again, and funny how I'm not hurting at all.

Hilarious, I know. Stupid, I know.

I still love him, I know.

How can I fooled myself all these years? How can I be an idiotic b***h about this? Ah, yeah. I remember. I blinded myself from my own feelings. I tied those emotions that lead me to him.

And now, it wants freedom. A freedom that only him can give.

I held my breath when the song ended, and his unexpected speech knocked me out in a split of seconds.

"I love you, Asteria."

The huge crowd cheered from the sidelines, shouting his name for support in an unruly way. Everything became disorganized, leaving no room for structured whole.

"You've gotta be kidding me, b***h! Oh my! It's your f*****g name!"

My body jog when Layla shaken me up.

"N-no..." My voice came soft that it might mistaken as a whisper.

"b***h! He's coming!"

That cause me to panicked and trembled in my place. I bit my lower lip and I'm about to stand up when a strong pair of arms captured my waist and pulled me to him.

My breathing stop.

"I've waited for so long to let you live your life without me. And now, I won't waste another years, baby. I want us again."

A soft whimper broke throughout my mouth when his sinful lips adhesively mark every parts of my body. My body arched and toes curled in the process as his tongue continue to lick me. Until his track traveled down to my feminine.

A mumbles of devoid moans between our kisses pulled out through my lips when his maneuvering fingers slightly rose up and touch my c**t, making me groaned even more.

Our body was brushing at each other, feeling the warmth that brought us into the depths of sensation.

A low sound of s****l pleasure came to loose when his playful tongue that paved a deed through licking the sensitive cunt. It give me a different chills that succumbed me throughout the way.

The inversion of his tongue around my c**t and suck with a twirl made me gripped his hair to press his head more harder down there.

I bite my lips firmly 'cause the sensation is too much to handle. It weakens me to the core. The tingling wouldn't stop to flow in my inside being, influenced by the flame that deplete me whole.

"S-s**t. Ahh!"

The pleasurable heat bent my flesh. The vitriolic fire devour me. It was like a monster being caged for a long time that wants for a strain.

The way his to tongue pleasure me non stop seems like being sweep over and over again so as to surround completely by the combustion of lightning volts.

And a few minutes later, a force tending to pull inside me stretch something in there to the damaging degree.

Furthermore, the velocity on tongue f*****g me isn't consistent. His tongue move in a circular direction around on it's point while his fingers were busy lunging push and pull, digging deeper inside my butt-hole.

I can feel the tingling sensation rising higher deep within me. It outgrow the tiredness I felt earlier after our emotional conversation. Moreover, the sweet sensation has it's pace fast and the quality of f*****g me became more wild that lead me to astray.

And there, I c*m on his mouth with a loud snap.

I'm not fully recovering from the insanity he caused me when I felt that his d**k was already in my entrance. And without a word, he thrust inside me and let his weight burdened me but not wholely.

He began to f**k me with vigorous speed, banging me real hard. That the only thing I can do is to moan, together with his groans that filled the room. It was like a melodious tone in our ears as our body became one 'cause of the strings of fire that connected us.

He f**k me, no, he make love to me. In a hard way. Fast. Deep. Heavy and more accelerated thrust.

Our moans filled the whole room. The only witness on how hungry we are for each other. On how we became reunited again and locked by each others' embrace.

As we have reached our peaked, Archel suddenly spoke.

"How can I sufficiently describe to you just how much you mean to me? I love you like I've never loved anybody in this world. A look from you thrills me, the touch of your hand calms me, your kiss reassures me, your voice moves me, and your embrace makes me feel safe," He murmured slowly and caressed my hair.

"Now, my world revolves around you. In everything I do and say, you're always somehow connected with it, always the reason behind it. How can I make you understand that you're an essential part of my life? Actually, without my knowledge, you've become my life already," He kissed the top of my forehead in a gentle manner.

"I'm always thinking of you, dreaming about you, talking about you, wishing I could be with you every minute of the day. You're all I'll ever love, need, want, and wish for." And then he hugged me tightly, giving my back a tender strokes.

"I love you so much, baby."

That made my lips widened for a genuine smile.

"I love you too, Archel."