At The Mercy Of Evil

Chapter Eleven (Zyan)

It's been a week since she woke up. Seven hellish days in which I long for your conscience. Twenty-four hours a day I'm departing into worries about fear that at any moment something more serious will happen to her. After twenty-four hours of erased, I thought there was something wrong with her, but Mr. Germano informed her that it was normal, her body was recovering. As she spent forty-eight hours the despair increased, she wouldn't open her eyes, all this despair almost made me kill the useless German. He comes and medicates her every day, does tests and nothing, just spends my f*****g patience. I gave until today for her to wake up, that was the deadline, his life depended exclusively on the open of the most innocent eyes I've ever had the pleasure of knowing, the only one.

I was so stressed during this week, I found myself in many moments talking to nothing, yelling at someone in such a quiet sleep that he would wake up, wait for his answer and didn't get a move of his fingers. This girl lying in my bed came to torment me, for my life upside down and as ironic as it may seem, she did nothing but come in my way and bewitch me.

Not to torture the people who appeared in front of me, just like I was being tortured day and night. To relax, on the fourth day at night, I called emily's b***h to release some of my dark feelings about s*x. But it seems my angel felt that I wasn't watching her at night, protecting her like I usually do every day. And in the middle of the act I get the incessant call on my cell phone. As I remember, I can feel all the fear and despair that went through my body that night.

A thousand f*****g times, I swear angel, if I'd known you needed me, I wouldn't have left your side.

Flashback on

I was enjoying all my f*****g sliding down emily's face, huge t**s and belly. She was so naughty, her eyes so eager to have me inside you. His index finger ran through his belly and boist, taking a whole little trail of my enjoyment and leading to his mouth.

"Yummy " -Whode gave birth, she was good at seducing. I take her by the hair and I ask:

"Naughty, do you want more of my s**t?- I slap her face lightly and she smiles.

"I...- she doesn't finish talking because my phone starts ringing. "What the f**k!"mumura. The phone doesn't stop at any time ringing, so I go to the bedside closet and pick up the phone seeing Antonia's name. She never calls me that time, unless it's something important. I barely answer the call and she starts talking desperately almost crying.

"Sir, she's not well. Go home.- I feel a chill rising up my spine. My angel is in danger!

"What happened? I left home a few hours ago and she was fine.

"I don't know, sir. All of a while she started struggling in bed and screaming. She's burning up with fever and delirious. Thomas has already called Doctor Germano and he's on his way.

"I'm going, please don't leave her side, Antonia-- damn it, damn it, damn it. I need to go home, pick up my clothes, put on my underwear, pants and shoes, not mind wearing the rest of the pieces. I take the car key and walk towards the bedroom door. I just wanted to see her and realize that everything is fine with her. That she was still there for me.

"Are you going to leave me here like this? You're going to leave without saying a word?—your voice comes out full of anger and annoyment. "Only you yourself Zyan Lamart to leave after a phone call, when you have a hot tie like me, naked in your bed.

"See you next f**k, Emily. You know the rules-- I mean no matter what your complaints, so I'm back on the hurried path that was intercepted by a futile blonde.

I arrived at my house in record time, stepped deep on the accelerator all the way, regardless of any accident. I just wanted to see your face, touch your skin. I walk in like a madman at home, walking in stride down the hall and opening the door desperately. And having as a vision that left me breathless. She was all wet because of the sweat her body produced, as a way to regulate her temperature. From the white blanket of the bed it was possible to observe the marks left by the fever around it.

"Where's Germano?— I ask as soon as I notice Antonia coming from the bathroom with a wet towel, which she puts on my girl's forehead.

"I don't know, the last news I had was that he was on his way," says the towel around the neck and lap of the unconscious girl's breast.

"I'm going to kill that bastard," she looks at me scared. "Please Antonia seek information about the whereabouts of that wretched Thomas.— she looks at me and then the girl in front of her and I see in her eyes the fear of walking away from her.— May i go, I will continue with her care.— And then she leaves. I take the cloth that Antonia was using and go to the bathroom to get wet with a new jet of cold water, root a little and go back to it. As I had observed what antônia did, I try to do the same way, rest a little towel on the forehead for a few seconds and then press a little on their neck and close to the formation of the breasts.

"Sir, i'm sorry it took so long. I came as fast as I could.—my desire is to get him off the ground with my hands holding him by the neck, yet I take a deep breath, throwing him into a place far from my mind such a thought.

"Then I'll work it out with you. Now take care of her.-I say looking into her eyes and he swallows in dry.

"Yes, sir— I look at her again before I walk away and her body begins to convulse, and I can also see tears coming down from her face.

She's in pain!

"Don't cry, I'm here... Don't give up, keep fighting.— I tell her when I take the initiative to put her body aside as I learned. Your body still struggles as you dry your tears. Seeing her like that moves me. I hate to see her like this—If she dies, consider yourself a dead man too, Mr. Germano.— I direct all my anger at him, shooting him as if my eyes were a weapon.

"You're going to stand by, f*****g. Just do your f*****g job, and that's the only way he moves to do the procedures.

Flashback off

It was a terrible night, but after a few threats and screams, Germano managed to keep her stable. A few hours later the fever was gone and I felt lighter, however alarmed at the possibility of everything happening again. And after this situation I couldn't get out of your side anymore, brought the work home, just to keep an eye on her closely. Something in me was screaming that you wouldn't forgive yourself if something happened and you weren't with her for the second time. And there was also the fact that I'd like to be the first thing she saw when she woke up. I didn't want to miss the moment when your eyes would open giving pleasure to the world and me to see your beautiful blue eyes again.

I get up from the chair impatient and at the same time tired of staring at the bed and go to the transparent glass doors that gives access to the balcony. I keep looking at the sky that is darkening and can already be seen the moon claiming its place. And seeing this celestial star, I see that just like the moon, the girl unconscious in my bed seems pure and overshadows the beauty of those around her.

"Q- Who is y- you?— I hear in a whisper a little hoarse, yet at the same time soft and charming and soon my brain reasons.

She's awake!

As if I've been waiting for a century, my body quickly turns to seeing her lying around looking surprised at me. My will is to run up to her and kiss her, but I hold myself and say:

"Welcome back!— Your eyes don't take your attention off my face. What's going on in your mind?

Welcome blue eyes!

Welcome my angel!