I hope you've guessed who that voice belonged to.
Waylon looked up and saw the women he had seen on the television. No, this woman was the friend who has showed him kindness during his high school years. Yes, this was his lover. " Kayla?" he asked in a whisper. Kayla rushed up to him, placing a trembling hand on his face, and caresses it. Waylon closed his eyes, enjoying the touch.
" It is you!" she gasped. Tears were welled up in her eyes as she silently sobs for her long lost lover. Waylon brought his finger out to wipe her tears away. How her soft skin was under his touch. He had almost forgotten the gentle hands that had touched him.
" My god," he gave her a small smile. " You used to be pretty back then but wow, your so beautiful."
" Waylon, what happened?"
He chuckles. " It's a long story, chère. At least I have a job, nonetheless."
But Kayla was not convinced. " Job? You're being used! Don't worry, we'll get you out of here!"
Before Waylon could say anything, the ringmaster who had abused him came up to the both of them. He glared at Waylon as if he's telling him to screw off. He somehow was interested at Kayla. Waylon can tell that his man just want whatever he wants and in this case, Kayla.
" Miss, what are you doing here?" he asked. " Don't you know that it is dangerous? Especially with a beast like him."
Kayla was shocked and angry. She raised her hand and slapped the ringmaster right across his face. Luckily, it was just them. Waylon's eyes were wide with surprise.
" First of all," Kayla told him. " He is NOT a beasts! The only beast I can see here is you. This so called 'beast' is my best friend who happens to capture my heart."
Waylon was touched. After all these years since the separation, she still loves him? 'Kayla, you don't know how much I want to kiss you now,' he thought to himself. The ringmaster rubbed his sore red face and glared at both him and Kayla.
" So," he sneered. " A fine babe like you would rather be a whore to this poor excuse of a man?"
Now he is in for it! Waylon grabbed him by the neck, opened the steel cage with his other hand and stepped out. Kayla steps back in fear and looked up at Waylon. It seems like he has grown for about closed to nine feet for she could only reach his torso.
" Don't. EVER. CALL MY GIRL, A WHORE!" he growls animalistic growl. Before the ringmaster could say anything, he crushed his skull against his bare hand as if it were dough. Only, this dough spills out blood and organs put together. Kayla cringed and looked away from the gruesome action.
Waylon looked nothing like the Waylon she knew. He looked like a mindless animal, wanting to kill. Sensing something was wrong, Waylon looked at his hands, which are now bloody and the body of the ringmaster was now on the floor, in a pool of his own blood. He felt a weird sensation in his heart. Not of satisfaction a or euphoria.
Guilt.
This was not the first time he felt this emotion. He saw Kayla trembling at the corner, traumatized by the death and the blood. He kneeled down and enclosed her body to his warm embrace. Kayla's trembling stopped and she sighed.
" I am sorry Kayla," Waylon apologized with a quiet voice. " It's just-"
" I know, Waylon," she shushed him gently. " No one should be treated like this. Come, Mom and Dad are here and I'm sure they'll be happy to see you."
Waylon smiles. He loved Kayla's parents. They adopted him as if he was there own son. Now, he's happy to have his long lost love back with him. A monster he is not to those who care for him.
For them, he is a man.
I love this couple! I hope you readers enjoy this story but it is not over yet!
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