The Dying Soul

Chap 7 – Disturbing Dream

EKON POV

    After the short encounter with Angel yesterday, my Saturday was gloomy. I tried the number Mike gave me but it turns out to be a bookstore and no one seems to know anyone by the name of Eva. Hoax I suppose.  I spent my morning hours keeping myself busy with reports, data, stats you name it and it is on my table. I just had to keep her off my mind but it just doesn’t seem to work. She occupies every single second my mind goes silent. Amidst my thought and work, the doorbell rang. Its past noon and I was not expecting a visitor. I could hear my housekeeper opening and shutting the door followed by the clicking of heels and I groan as I drop my head on my table already knowing who my guest could be. 

    I straighten up the second I hear the knock on my door. I do not like to wear why emotions on my sleeves. I do not like to show people that I am weak or tired. I always feel the need to be at my best at all times.  Before I could permit the person to enter, the door opens and I see Bec bumps my housekeeper, Mrs. Clyde causing her to fall to the floor. “Hi Baby” Bec says as she continues to saunter into my office room without an apology or a helping hand towards Mrs. Clyde who is on the floor. One of the many reasons I wonder why do I even put up with her knowing her bitchy character. 

    I ignored Bec as I moved to help Mrs. Clyde up. I gave an apologetic look and she moves on her way with a pat to the back of my hand with a soft ‘thank you son’. I watch her walk away without as much as a whimper but her limped gait indicates the pain she must be feeling. I felt anger rise as she walked further away from me. Mrs. Clyde has served my family before I was born and she has been more of a mother to me than my own mother. She is also the only person who knew my secrets and has never judged me.

    I turn and close the door behind me and make my way back to my table to get back to work. Bec rolls my chair away from my table and sits herself on my lap. Before I could respond to her actions, she kisses me flat on my lips. As usual there were no feelings attached. No warmth. Only this time, I feel like I’m betraying someone. I close my eyes into the kiss trying to will any sought of connection with her but the image of the amber eyed female from my dream appears. 

    I quickly pull away from the kiss as if struck by lightning and stared into cold grey eyes. I pushed her away from my lap and roll myself back to my table. “Bec, I’m busy. I don’t have time to entertain you. Help yourself to whatever you want to outside my office” I say sternly. “But I thought we could watch a movie together and make a little mess in your room” she says seductively while nibbling on my ear. “I’m working Bec, I also do not cuddle over a movie and you know very well my room is off limits. Now get out.” I tell her not bothering to cover my annoyance as I look at my papers. She stomps out of my office and slams the door close with force.  

    I lean into my chair and close my eyes again as I recall my dream from last night. 

    “…a beautiful view of a girl standing near the beach. Her waist length curly brunette hair shines with the rays of the evening sun. Her flowy dress, white with uneven lengths softly dances with the breeze. Her back towards me with her hand hugging herself as she closes her eyes with her head slightly tilted up, breathing in the air with a soft smile on her lips. The small waves caressing her feet. I take small steps towards her. As if sensing me, she turns her head, opens her eyes and looks at me. Her amber eyes take my breath away. But what my mind captures is the sadness her eyes and smile tales. I reach for her shoulder only for it to go through her before she bursts into hundreds of butterflies…”

    I startle as I open my eyes again but the sadness in her eyes sends waves of pain to my heart. Who is this woman? My breathing is jagged as I keep remembering her eyes. I reach for my glass of water with shaky hands and hungrily gulp down the water spilling it along the way. I held my chest with my right hand as I keep my head down. “Eva” I whisper lowly and gradually my heart beats steadily. A hand softly grips my shoulders. I look up to see Mrs. Clyde looking down at me with a soft smile silently asking me if I was okay. I nod and caress her hands. She smiles in return and places a cup of coffee on my table. She looks at me with so much of confession and drops a kiss on my head. “Relax son, everything will be okay. Follow your heart” she whispered and exits my office as quiet as she came in. I was taken aback that she could read me like an open book. He whispers only indicated her love and understand towards me.

    It was late evening when I got out of my home office. Bec was sprawled on my couch watching some movie I don’t know even know its name. I had dinner ignoring her nags. Bec stops me as I stand to leave. She walks over to me seductively. She slowly drops her straps of her shoulder and pulls of her dress revealing her naked body. I look at her passively. Shaking my head regretting what I started with her 3 years ago. “Let me take your mind off whatever is bothering you. Okay?” she purrs in my ears as she presses her naked breast on my clothed chest. Though it was an exciting proposal, I couldn’t help but think that this might be a mistake. My head going back to a certain amber eyed woman and Eva. A person I do not even know if existed and a person I know nothing about at all. Frustrated, I agreed to her suggestion, thinking that it might be a good solution to take my mind of Eva and the amber eyed girl from my dreams.

    I smash my lips on Bec harshly. I bite down on her lower lips as she whimpers in pain. I push through her lips and thrust my tongue into her mouth. I held her hips and pressed down hard causing a whimper from her. I knew it would hurt her but this was me and she knew what she got herself into when she agreed to our agreement. I held her thighs and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I placed her on the table and bit down on her lips as squeezed her breast harshly. She let out a painful cry that I ignored. Her whimper only grew louder but I did not even reach my ears as my mind was occupied with two other women. I kissed her harder hoping to hold on to last sanity I have but pulled away from her abruptly as the pain in my heart and the images from my dream invade my thoughts. 

    I stared at Bec who was crying in pain and bleeding lips. Her breast and hip red with the mark of my hands. She was shocked and stilled as she looked at me. I stoically told her to leave and never to return that we were done. I walked out of the dining and made my way to my room. I shut the door and lock it before slumping down the floor with my back against the door. I could hear Bec screaming profanities at me but I just can’t do this any longer. The look in her eyes is haunting me and I can’t get it out of my head. “Who is she?” I sat there thinking of her for a long time before I decide on letting go of the disturbing dream and go for a run.