Her Burning Lover

CONFUSED FEELINGS

Susan POV

I was sitting in my room, thinking about what has happened just now. I am also feeling feverish. Remembering all those incidents, I was tired mentally and slept in no time.

            Me: “I am afraid. I don’t know what is happening to me. I am feeling some changes.”

            Man: “What happened?”

Me: “The man who threatened me was Mr. Raymond’s brother. He was talking about some cure. What cure is it? After he is gone, Mr. Raymond got sick, and the same is happening to me.”

            Man: “Are you ok? You are not looking good.”

            Me: “Yes, I am fine. I will be ok after completing my sleep.”

Man: “But I want to tell something else.”

            Me: “What is that? You can tell me anything you want.”

            Man: “I don’t know if I should tell you this, but I can’t control much.”

            Me: “Don’t think much. Just tell me what it is.”

            Man: “I think I like you, and I am getting fond of you. I think my existence is sole because of you.”

            Me: “I don’t know what I will tell. I am confused.”

            Man: “What is the confusion?”

            Me: “Mr. Raymond confessed to me, and now you. I am feeling guilty because I have developed feelings for both of you. I am attracted to both of you as if you both are the same.”

            I was talking to the burning man in my dreams, and I am confused as if everything is happening in reality. What is happening to me? He is just my imagination, but I am still feeling guilty.

I had an urge to touch him. I raised my hands to reach his cheek. As soon as I touched him, I felt a spark inside me. I looked at my hands, and my hands are burning. Pain is increasing all over my body. I am screaming. The more I am burning, the more he is becoming normal. We are both nervous and freaking out.   

I cried out loud, and he suddenly hugged me and whispered something in my ears, and my pain and burning stopped. Now it’s his turn to be back as a burning man, and this time he is feeling the pain. He cried out, “Help me.” And I got up from my dream, but his screaming was ringing in my ears.

I felt my throat dry and burning. I went out of the room, and it is already dark outside, but something is different. There is not a single maid or servant. The whole place is creepily silent. I ran down the stairs to the kitchen and then to the fridge. I drank water and went out to see; there is no one.

The situation is the same as the previous time I came here. I went to the living room to watch TV. I was sitting on the sofa when Mr. Johnson came from behind. “Are you ok, Miss?” I jumped up in surprise and almost left a small cry. I held the sofa to avoid the falling scene.

“Yes, I am ok, but where is everybody? The house is empty, and how is Mr. Raymond?” I demanded. “We allow our servants a leave of three days every fifteen days. And about Mr. Raymond, he will be ok. Don’t worry about him.” He answered all my questions.

“Can I meet him?” I asked, not so sure if he will allow me to see him. “Yes, miss you can. He is sleeping in his room. I will go and prepare some food for you both.” And he went to the direction of the kitchen.

I entered the room of Raymond only to see he was lying on his bed pale. I could hear his breath, not at all, even. I slowly went to him, sat beside him on his bed. I can see his flawless face, fair, smooth with a greenish shade of beard covering his perfectly carved jawline, his soft lips, and deep-set eyes. He was lying lifeless.

His look hypnotized me. I can sit and watch him like this all my life. Soon I found my hand on his chest, feeling his heartbeat, then I kept my head on his chest, and a tear dropped on him soaked in his shirt.

“I think my heart is all ok, but as you are near me, it is racing.” I was surprised and got up hearing his voice.

Raymond’s POV

After taking her pain, I felt like I am going to die now, but I can live for her. No, I have to live for her. I have to protect her. I knew when she woke, and I was lying lifeless because of the pain.

After some time, I can feel someone near me, and something is in my chest. I am feeling the spark. I can feel my heart racing. I opened my heart to see who is there. I saw her lying on my chest and crying. I talked to her to tell; I am ok.

She looked at me sometimes, and I looked at her sometimes. Then I tried to reach out to her face, but she was about to leave. I can see and feel her sadness. I held her wrist. Her hands were cold as mine were hot.

She turned to me, and a drop of tear fell from her cheek on her dress. I pulled her wrist, signaling to come to me. She came and sat back at her place. Every single part of my body was in pain. Still, I want her by my side. I want to hold her.

“Ahh..” I sighed while moving to the side. “Please don’t move. You are in pain. Tell me what you want. I will do it.” She can feel my pain. “Come,” I asked her, tapping on my side. “But, I am not supposed to sleep by your side. You are someone else’s fiancé.” She resisted, but I didn’t give a damn. “I don’t care. I want you by my side. Please.” I told her, but I was too weak to speak more.

She slept by my side, keeping her back towards me and I held her from the back. “Why are you crying?” I asked her keeping my head on her back. “I can’t see you in pain. My heart is crunching down because of the pain. Please get well soon” She told me crying. “Look at me,” I demanded. She turned, and our faces were one inch away from each other. We both can feel each other’s breaths.

“I am fine. I will be ok within two days. I am not going to leave you soon. I will protect you by any means.” I want to kiss her but can’t. It will increase her pain. I brought her close and hugged her. No one wanted to move, so we slept there for some time and drifted to meet in our dreams again.