Chapter Two
It's not difficult to know when a storm is coming. You'll feel it in your skin. The air becomes warmer. More humid. Look up and you'll see how a red and pink sky darkens, covered by a mass of dark gray clouds.
As predicted, the rain began to pour down on the dry streets of the capital. A sudden gush of wind blew my way, I opened my umbrella, trying to fight the wind. Before I come back to the apartment from today's practice, I got some take-aways for dinner. A couple of more walks and I 'll be seeing our apartment building. My or should I say our apartment is situated in the capital so it's accessible to pretty much everything you'll ever need!
I found a figure I know so well in front of our apartment, but why is he there? Standing in the rain, ignoring the raging storm. Joseph. His eyes were darted on the road. I may not see his tears because of the rain, but I know that he's crying. God. I'm going to kill Aesop for this!
Night and day he dies.
Each death by a thousand cuts he wasn't aware of. Drowning in his own tears he cries.
The only man he thought would love him, chose not to.
His existence meant nothing.
To Aesop, he was a wind now.
Right there.
Felt.
But invisible
He must have been standing there since it rained, his clothes were soaking wet! If he doesn't get inside, he'll get sick! "Joe," I motioned him to get in the apartment, he just stood in front of the dining table where a set of papers were scattered.
"I c-can't sign the-" then he lost his balance, I don't know how got I to his side so quickly, when it comes to Joseph, everything in me heightens. My senses. My feelings. All of me. His head fell on my chest, he was burning! From fever! I better change his clothes.
I lightly tapped his right cheek, "Joe?"
He looks up to me with those amazing blue eyes under those long lashes, his right hand reached for my neck, "I always loved this scent on you." He moved up a little, smelling my neck. His hoarse breathing gives me chills, and when I felt his lips landed on my neck, I'm afraid I could lose it all.
Outside, the wind howled around the edges of our apartment. Inside, a different storm within me reignites.
All my life I have waited for this moment to come, I've seen it in my dreams, constructed it in my daydreams, but I never thought that it will actually happen in real life. I watch him swallow an invisible lump, what is he thinking? With hungry eyes, his lips touched mine.
Is this really happening? He moved even closer so that no gap was between us, burrowing in, seeking my warmth. I don't really know how to kiss, I just followed what he was doing. How should I kiss back? I tasted something sweet. So this is how he tasted. I was wondering all my life. And a bit bitter, like a liquor. Has he been drinking? But I tasted more of the sweetness than the bitterness. Imagining things is really different from the actual! How should I catch my breath?
I was deep in my thoughts, not realizing that we're already in my room! On top of my bed!
"I can also be in command-" he ripped my top, something I thought he would never do! I was in shock when he removed his clothes and tossed them on the floor! I didn't blink. How can I not? I need to memorize each part of him. Is he a greek god? How can the boy I grew up with turned into a man like this? He's not tall, but gosh, is he a model of men's underwear or something? Has he been working out? I felt a chill sweep down my spine, the hairs on my arms rise up as if electrified.
Wait. What? In command? What is he saying?
His amazing blue eyes became dark, as dark as the storm outside.
Rescue me
from the deep hollows of my misery.
On this ocean I sank to,
swim and sail to free me.
Surrender to my aim—
see me how I want you to.
Declare your love in pretense—
in time it will be true.
Nights and days, in winters and in summers you'll be mine.
In my wildest dreams and reality
there's no line.
Where your heart resides doesn't matter, for once, it won't.
The thunderclouds bolted all the signs of light from the heavens, "Aesop-" he pins me to the bed.
Aesop? What?! As if the lightning struck me, I woke up from this beautiful nightmare.