The characters from the game belong to Capcom. The OC's and story background belong to me.
Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
A/N: I'm not English native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.
A/N: Contains Sexual Content more to the end
"Every moment that you think and act, a boomerang in the energy you have produced is released into the universe. It can go far or not. One thing is certain, be it good or evil that was thrown, it always returns to the point of origin: you!"
The camp trip day arrived. It was still dawn when Chris and Kate were dressing to leave home for a few hours' drive.
"Panties? Are you still in those days?" He said in a funny surprise seeing her wearing a tiny thong
"Nope…Despite not liking it, I do wear panties on few occasions such as in those days, or when I wear pants, especially now going to the jungle…I don't want bugs entering inappropriate places of mine…"
He laughed, "You're absolutely right in protecting that area" he said stepping closer to her and passed his hand on her ass seductively, "By the way, despite adoring the practicality of them off, you look very sexy with them on!" he whispered in her ear
She bit her lips with a naughty expression, "Ah, did I mention that I wear them when there's a special occasion?"
"A special occasion?"
"Yup…and that special occasion is not now my dear. We have a road to drive!" she planted a quick peck on his lips and continued dressing herself enjoying his face after her tease
Her wish became true, her period ceased for the trip which got her a little more relieved about it, but on another note, she wasn't really fond of the idea to go to the jungle and live with bugs of all kinds - she made sure to bring a large tube of mosquito repellent in her bag and sun block -, especially caterpillar for a few days! The memory of her traumatic experience as a child haunted her as closer they got to their destination.
Of course she tried to hide it as much she could. She didn't want to make Chris feel bad for the invitation. In reality he never forced her to join him, but truth to be told is that she forced herself to go beyond her limits and trauma for her own good, and also to spend some unusual time with her boyfriend. Nothing wrong with that.
On the other side Chris was becoming another man and very distant from his usual grumpy self. There was a long time since he had taken some time for himself and jumped in some adventure of one of his favorite hobbies.
The CD player was on. They listened to Queen's album Made in Heaven, one of Chris' favorite bands. He sang along some of the songs as he drove enthusiastically while also beating his fingers on the steering wheel and shaking his head according to the songs' rhythm.
From the passenger's seat Kate watched, admired, her beloved boyfriend. Chris Redfield was not a professional, but he didn't sing bad either as he sang parts of Mr. Bad Guy that was currently playing.
"Let's go chasing rainbows in the sky
It's my invitation
Let's all take a trip on my ecstasy
I'm Mr. Bad Guy
Yes, I'm everybody's Mr. Bad Guy
Oh, spread your wings and fly away with me
Your big daddy's got no place to stay
Bad communication
Mr. Bad Guy, yes I'm everybody's Mr. Bad Guy
Oh, spread your wings and fly away with me
I'm Mr. Bad Guy, they're all afraid of me
I can ruin people's lives
Mr. Bad Guy, they're all afraid of me
It's the only way to be
That's my destiny
Mr. Bad Guy, Mr. Bad Guy, Mr. Bad Guy
It's the only way to be
It's my destiny, oh yeah
Mr. Bad Guy, yes I'm everybody's Mr. Bad Guy
Can't you see this is my destiny
Oh, spread your wings and fly away with me"
She watched delighted his enthusiasm and witnessing that made totally worthy coming on that trip. After all, that was their first trip together as a couple. The muscular and serious captain seemed now a happy kid going to Disneyland.
Chris parked his 2010 Jeep Wrangler and took their bags out of the trunk, before checking in at the reception of the resort and then heading to their booked bungalow.
Chris inhaled deeply several times the fresh air as he kept a large smile from ear to ear for being like one with the nature. He really needed and missed that kind of contact.
The location was really beautiful, even being in fall season. The trees, the path passing among the trees, leading to the bungalows location. The view of the river, the sound of the birds only added another special touch to the location.
Other visitors greeted them as they joined the community.
They stayed in one bungalow with the view to the lake from the porch, which they had no complaints about it.
Inside the cottage there was a living room with a fireplace and a television, a couch and armchairs, a modern-like kitchen with counters, a stove and a fridge, a sink, one bathroom and one bedroom with one double bed, one bunk bed and one single bed for a larger group, but of course Chris made sure to keep that cottage only for the two of them. The decoration was simple with paintings on the walls. The combination of the simplicity and the modernity provided a cozy atmosphere.
While Chris used the bathroom, Kate left to the porch and admired the view of the lake. Despite not being a jungle person and being out of her habitat, she did enjoy the nature vibe.
She wore a long sleeved wicking black top, and a long sleeved red plaid shirt on top, black leggings and brown hiking boots. Her hair was tight in a ponytail. She wore sunglasses and no makeup. She actually didn't need it, makeup only served to enhance her already natural beauty, and she was comfortable with it. The only product on her face skin was cherry lip balm, besides sun block and repellent.
A couple of minutes later Chris joined her. He wore a green plaid shirt, gray pants and brown hiking boots.
"Admiring the location of your next swimming classes?" he spoke in her ear as he hugged her from behind
She gasped, "No way I'm getting in there!"
"I brought floaters"
"Haha, keep the floaters to you. I'm not going to enter that lake!"
"Come on, you need to learn how to swim in a lake, in the sea…pools are just for training…I promise I won't leave your side and nothing will happen to you" he spoke with a tease
She turned to him with a serious expression, "Chris, my love…you know I adore you beyond anything, but not even this immense love I feel for you will make me get into that water"
He grinned, "And I adore you enough to not force you to do anything you don't want…" he replied leaning closer to kiss her
They exchanged smiles after the kiss. She took her cell phone to register their moment and took a selfie of them with the lake at the back. She wrote a caption and tagged him: "We just arrived at our lake house. That's a nice view from the porch"
As soon as they walked away from the cottage to explore the outer area, they were welcomed by a couple: Frank and Abby.
The couple introduced them to other groups of people. It was evident they were the most effusive people in that community.
On a good note that was good as they had arrived kind of shy in a location they didn't know anyone.
The bad note was Frank's personality. He was a cool guy but the joke type. He spoke loud sometimes and loved telling stories about his adventures in nature. He also liked playing pranks sometimes, only to make people laugh.
He thought he was fun and others tended to get entertained with his presence.
Kate thought he was annoying despite treating him politely.
Chris was neutral and usually socialized with other men that enjoyed fishing.
While he interacted with the fishing boys, she socialized with some girls while having a sort of brunch on the table.
"Camping doesn't seem to be your thing" Abby commented in a friendly way
"It's not, but it would certainly be worse if I stayed home alone when we already have so little time together due to his work"
"He's a military, right?" another girl named Cindy asked
"Yes he is"
"He has the looks" Cindy replied
"I think that's admirable from your part… I don't think I could do something like that if Frank and I didn't have so many things in common, especially go camping"
"You know…when Chris and I met, nothing suggested we'd ever become a couple. Nothing! I even kept saying he wasn't my type!"
"Really?" Cindy asked
"Really!"
"It doesn't look that way. You two have such a good chemistry and you seem so in love…"
"Yeah, we hear that a lot, but back then we were a complete mismatch"
"How long are you together?" Abby asked
"About two years…" she lied about it. The other couples were together for a considerate time and she didn't want them to think her "sacrifice" and their caring way with each other was just because the relationship was still fresh
"Two years and it looks your love is so fresh! What's the secret?"
She laughed, "Actually we know for a very long time, but just 'recently' we became a loving couple…We had to go through a lot to make this relationship happen" she replied with her mind in the stories of their past lives
"From the way you speak it seems there's good drama in there"
"Oh definitely! From jealousy ex-girlfriend to envy and gossip coworkers"
Girls and their girly talk about men and love…Now Kate definitely felt comfortable in the jungle. Talking about her love for Chris was one of her favorite "hobbies".
"Time moves in one direction. Memory in another." William Gibson
Sunday
Going on that camp trip didn't seem to be a bad idea. The contact so close with the nature, the fresh air and the nice pine scent from the pine trees seemed to renew their spirits, especially Chris'.
He was so relaxed and did enjoy doing all those things with people that shared that hobby with him.
Kate had never seen him so comfortable gathering wood or cutting the firewood for the bonfire that they lit at night when the community reunited to talk, drink beer and eat marshmallows or barbecue.
Initially she thought there would be boring living with bugs and dirt as she wouldn't have much to do as she didn't enjoy much going out for fishing, hiking or even swimming like the others did. The only fun she thought she'd have would be of living without the urban routine and have sex in a different location.
But no, camping was more than those things she initially thought. It could be fun even for a girl from the brick jungle like her. The sounds of the nature (except of the mosquitoes) and the sound of Chris' laughs relaxed her. It relaxed her spirit.
It was still morning, Chris was fishing at the fishing dock with a group of men. From that spot they could see their partners swimming near the lake shore.
Kate was wearing a red bikini to get some tan. She stared the lake and the other girls swimming happily in the water.
"Come join us Kate, the water is great!" Abby invited her friendly
"Yeah I can feel on my toes" the young brunette replied remaining in the same location
Despite taking swimming lessons from Chris, she still didn't like the idea of swimming in the nature. Actually, she couldn't say she had learned how to swim either as she still needed swimming arm floaters and Chris' constant presence holding her into the water.
She walked a bit further. The water level reached her thighs and that was the maximum she could go into her safe zone. She wetted her skin with her hands.
The girls continued swimming further and her attention was dragged to Chris at the fishing dock waving at her. She waved back and smiled.
Suddenly, she felt someone grabbing her from behind and lifting her from her knees. In scare she screamed. It was too quick for her to reaction. The next second passed in a slow motion as her eyes widened and she felt her body flying and then falling freely into the water like a rock thrown into the water.
Immediately the despair took over her as she struggled in the water, not feeling the ground. Gravity seemed to pull her down. At distance she seemed to have heard laughter that soon faded.
She was unable to ask for help. She couldn't breathe. Looking up, she saw two lights.
(*)
Chris's smile faded when he noticed Frank behind Kate. His eyes widened, his heart raced as he seemed to anticipate Frank's intention. It all happened in a matter of seconds, screaming wouldn't stop the man's actions.
"Damn it!" he murmured jumping into the water right after he saw Kate being thrown
Obviously Frank was closer to get Kate, but Chris' protector side had come across him. Something in him was triggered and the sudden thought of losing Kate scared him.
Like a torpedo, he swam until her.
It felt like eternal seconds. Struggling and being saved.
Tired and chocking, Kate remained sitting on the sand. Her body shaking nonstop. Tears cored down her face without her having any power over it.
"You son of a bitch!" Chris said enraged punching Frank on the face, "You almost killed her!" he yelled pushing Frank abruptly to the ground
"I'm sorry…I didn't mean…"
"You didn't mean? You fucking asshole, I saw everything. What the fuck did you think you were doing? That it'd be fun killing someone for drowning?"
"I just…"
"She doesn't know how to swim you fucking idiot!" he yelled almost beating the man again, but other men held him
"I didn't know that!"
"Of course you didn't! You never bothered to ask!"
"I'm sorry…I'm really sorry!"
"I don't forgive you! You almost killed my girl…Get the hell out of my face before I break your face bones"
Ashamed, Frank walked over Kate to apologize.
She didn't bother to look at him. She just couldn't. in fact, she wanted herself to jump on him and break his bones herself. She was out of herself. Her body and mind were two complete different things at that moment. Her body didn't respond to her mind.
The man's voice apologizing again annoyed her, "Shut up! Go to hell!" she yelled loud throwing sand on him
Chris came over closer to her and helped her stand up. She hid her face on his chest, hugging him tight.
The others watched the commotion in silence. Chris guided her to their cottage and took dry towels for her. She was still in shock with the happening and didn't react much to her surroundings.
What sensation was that?
Remorse?
Payback?
That certainly felt like a payback after knowing Katarina and Christopher's story. After knowing that once upon a time Katarina pushed the man she loved into the river…and his lover.
Life has its own ways to make people pay for their mistakes. Sooner or later the payback is demanded.
Why the hell did she have that Katarina thought and payback? It just came out of the blue!
She was sitting on the couch rolled in the towel when she looked to the side and saw Chris packing their belongings.
"What are you doing?" she asked standing up and walked closer to him
"Packing. I assume you don't want to stay any longer here after that event…"
"I'm fine"
"You don't look fine at all"
"But I'll be fine… This trip is not over yet…I'm having fun and seeing you so happy makes me happy…we don't have to end our trip because of that moron, plus, we still have to pay a visit to the waterfall" she spoke with a weak smile
"Are you sure?"
She nodded in confirmation taking the bag from his hand and placing it over the single bed
"I'm still so pissed at him. I hope not see his face again!"
"Unfortunately you will…their lodge is not so far away…"
"Nah, I heard they'd leave later today."
"Oh…"
The couple continued talking and spent most of their time eating or simply cuddling together in their lodge.
After lunch and despite the accident, the couple stayed together sitting on the couch at the porch, staring the lake and talking about other things.
Kate rested her head on his left shoulder while he brushed his fingers gently on her arm, "I saw lights…" she said breaking the silence of the cuddle
"Lights?"
"Yes…when I was down in the water…"
"The sun lights' reflection?"
"No. There couldn't be that…"
"You were immerse and floundering…" he insisted on reasoning
"No, I'm absolutely sure that wasn't the sun…one was on my right side and the other on my left and for a second…for a second I felt a sensation of warm hands on my forearms as if pulling me up… I so felt being pulled up because I remember so clearly the sudden boost to swim up and catch my breath and I could finally flow enough until you caught me…and the so different touches…the lights were warm and kind…yours were strong and firm…"
Chris listened attentively, he could see his girlfriend was still impressed by the event. He didn't judge her.
"I didn't have that when I almost drowned as a kid, but the wave that saved me with a sharp punch on my head felt like I was saved by someone else at the time…and now I felt it the same way…"
"Maybe you have two guardian angels…"
She looked up at him, "Do you believe that? Guardian angels and stuff like that?"
"It's not about believing but I've seen things I can't deny it could exist. I didn't believe in zombies until July 1998. What comes after that is a fine line between having the experience or not. I never had lights saving me, but I have experienced that seemed to be a lucky move or something like that which I can't explain…maybe it was a guardian angel or some invisible light…either ways, I prefer to keep my mind open as much I can, but always reasoning about it"
She looked at the lake, reflective. Evidently they had different ways to believe things. That was one of them. She could be more esoteric than him and that was an interesting dynamic in their relationship. Don't they say the opposites attract?
Like in Paula Abdul's song Opposites Attract "Who'd a thought we could be lovers
She likes it neat
And he makes a mess
I take it easy
Baby I get obsessed
I don't like cigarettes
And I like to smoke
Things in common
There just ain't a one
But when we get together
We have nothin' but fun
Baby ain't it somethin'
How we lasted this long
You and me
Provin' everyone wrong
Don't think we'll ever
Get our differences patched
Don't really matter
Cuz we're perfectly matched
I take-2 steps forward
I take-2 steps back
We come together
Cuz opposites attract
And you know-it ain't fiction
Just a natural fact"
They had their differences but had a nice match on many other things. And that's okay. Too many similarities seem to cause some boredom and she loved the fun.
they didn't judge each other and that was the right thing to do if they really wanted to make their relationship work and last long.
She rested her face against his shoulder again and smiled. She could hear his heartbeat. His breathing. The reality they were alive. They were close and together, in a sort of déjà vu moment.
It didn't really matter if she believed he was the fisher man of her dreams or if she was enchanted by the tale of the Drowned Lovers.
The souls of that sad tale died fighting for their love. They died fighting for their dream to stay together and be a family.
the waters of the Bohma River washed away their dreams and disembogued its waters and their bodies into that famous lake of Bohma in the Lake Land.
Now a lake's waters brought them together again.
Number 7.
Seven centuries turned the Wheel of Time in 360 degrees and so much happened during their turn.
A new cycle that started when they crossed the Bohma River and the famous Hope Bridge where the Lovers met their final fate.
The ending point became the starting point.
Seven centuries later here they are again. The society's rules have changed. But they changed too.
Somewhere in the way they lost that innocence and simplicity of loving each other fully.
Mismatches were unveiled. They lived separate ways. They met other people. They had so many other experiences that molded them over time until they met again. And again.
They no longer were the dreamy teenagers.
Their souls aged.
They had broken hearts.
They met again half the way after 3-4 centuries apart and had difficulties conciliating their molded souls.
They failed in recognize the lost purity they once had and that brought them together once upon a time.
From lovers they became enemies and had to be parted again.
Separate ways molded them again.
360 degrees later, the Wheel of Life gives them a new chance to make things better. Not right. Right and wrong is so relative like Destiny. The three respond to the Free Will, the ultimate law alongside the Return law.
Their boomerang was back to its origin, molded, apparently calmer. The results of their last encounter molded them as well and now they continued from where they were left off.
They asked for it before reincarnating. They just didn't remember it.
With the help of Love and Fate they had a new chance work better their differences and restore even if a little the lost purity. The lost hope.
Number 7: the seeker.
The déjà vu was just getting started…
.
.
.
"The man of my dreams has almost faded now. The one I have created in my mind. The sort of man each woman dreams of, in the deepest and most secret reaches of her heart. I can almost see him now before me. What would I say to him if he were really here? "Forgive me. I have never known this feeling. I have lived without it all my life. Is it any wonder, then, I failed to recognize you? You, who brought it to me for the first time. Is there any way I can tell you how my life have changed? Any way at all to let you know what sweetness you have given me? There is so much to say... I cannot find the words. Except for these: I love you." Such would I say to him if he were really here."
There was just the lake and two of them.
Chris caressed her arm while they stared the lake in silence, just enjoying each other's company.
As he stared it, a weird sensation crossed him making his fingers squeeze a little and press her arm as if checking she was really there.
She looked up at him. Her emerald eyes questioning his.
"Are you okay?" he asked
"Yeah…"
"Why are you staring me then?"
"You squeezed my arm. I thought you wanted to say something"
He gasped, "Ah, it was nothing"
"Come on, say it. Don't be me and get me curious"
He laughed in distress. Opening up wasn't much his thing.
At least, not with her.
he should, after all, she was his girlfriend, right? Someone he could trust, right?
they could trust each other. At least it's what relationship's should be based, trust?
"Don't worry about it" he spoke looking at the lake
"I'm not worried. I'm curious"
He laughed
"I almost died today and now you're killing me in curiosity. This is not fair!" she spoke with a whining tone
He looked at her with a smirk, "And now you're blackmailing me. naughty girl"
"It's not blackmail. It's the truth"
"I feel blackmailed" he spoke jokingly
"Nope. I'm not blackmailing you…blackmail would be me telling you no sex until you start opening up to me" she replied with a tease
"That's so mean Katerina O'Regan Von Göbel, that'd be so mean if you decide to do that after getting me addicted to that loving routine of ours…" he said tickling her waist making her laugh
"You choose captain. I'm the boss here" she replied biting her lips sassily and tried to stand up
He immediately pulled her to him by the waist not letting her go away, making her sit on his lap as he locked his arms around her, "I won't let you go"
"I won't if you open up, otherwise I'll start screaming"
He laughed, "You won't do that"
She gasped, "Don't doubt me Mr. Redfield. Don't ever doubt the power of Katerina O'Regan Von Göbel to cause a commotion"
"How dramatic. You can start screaming now" he spoke with a teasing expression
"It is. Drama is my other last name, but I tell you one thing my love: I prefer screaming for the pleasure you give me" she made a naughty face
He smiled staring her. A stare with an aura of mystery which got her attention
"There it comes his mysterious look"
"Can't you read between the lines…I remember you saying something like that"
"Between the lines, not the vacuum" she joked
He giggled, "I'm not mysterious. I'm a very transparent man"
She smirked, "I take off the very and I switch mysterious to complicated"
"I'm not complicated"
"Uhum!" she lifted and eyebrow in incredulity
He rested his cheek on her shoulder, "I'm not complicated…I'm a military man…I'm not used to speaking out my feelings"
"I understand but we're not in the field. You're not on duty. You don't need the military self at home. Isn't it the first reason why we are here, for you to relax and be the self you so longed?" she spoke with a kind tone
"It's easier said than done"
"I know, but you can try…just don't think I'm pressuring you."
"I know"
"I say those things but you know I'm just kidding. Patience is my another last name and you can take your time"
He smiled and kissed her shoulder. She turned a little and they kissed kindly. Not always those two kissed with passion and lust. More and more their fervor gave place to a warm feeling. Of course they still liked going wild and they did go wild often, but they learned to enjoy each other company. The chill. The kind and simpler moments.
They were still just starting, even though there were moments they felt like they were together for a long time.
Yet, as the time passed, moments like this when they just cuddled happened more often.
when they were home they did other things besides just sex, although all the things they did end up in sex. However that was not what actually kept them together.
they were in a journey to seek a kind love. Not a wild passion.
They already had an innate passion for each other and that passion would never change. It won't change no matter what.
They couldn't name what they actually sought, but their spirits did: the chemistry their old souls once had seven centuries prior. The type of experience that was taken abruptly from them.
They wanted to have it back.
Their souls wanted to continue from where they were left off in that particular existence.
however they had a long way to that because in the middle of that there was their previous existence of hurt and rivalry that was situated exactly between it.
They were their own major obstacle.
So far, the prospects of them achieving it was good. With the little help of destiny itself, a part of their inner personas was open to it and having the extra guidance of the awakening memories of that tenderness they used to have helped them to develop it.
Unconsciously, those dreams affected them in a way they hadn't realized, especially Chris who had become such a more rational man apart from his previous counterparts. A non-hopeless romantic man, a drier one. And this current existence of his added more to his current more practical way of being instead of a dreamy one. He needed more the information of those dreams of the Drowned Lovers than Kate.
On the other hand Kate was more open to those emotional influences of the past and dreams. She truly believed he was her soul mate. She didn't have doubts about multiple existences. She truly believed they were meant to be. She needed to know so she could understand where they did go wrong when all they wanted was to love.
So she read those diaries and all the files that were given to her. She never treated it with incredulity, she simply took it all as true.
While Chris worked, she read them. All of them. And the more she read them and cried, the more determined she felt to make them work this time. Getting to know Katarina's secrets and mistakes made her feel ashamed of herself
However; there were so many things she and Katarina still had in common.
Old loves die hard. Old habits die harder.
They stayed hugging. Déjà vu.
"I wanted to be sure this is real and we staying like this wasn't my imagination." He broke the silence
"It is real. No doubt"
"That's why I squeezed you… I wanted to be sure that…I hadn't lost you"
She cupped his face gently, "You will never lose me" she spoke with assurance
"But I almost did…in the water… I got so scared…"
Her eyes got teary. Secretly, they remembered the dreams of the last time they were struggling to survive in the river. All the feelings they had registered in that moment surfaced subtly in the latest event. Fortunately this time there wasn't anyone's fate to succumb into the water. This time there wasn't their fate to be separated in a moment like that. Yet, it was their fate to receive the law of return in a lower scale the absolution of her "mistake" on choosing to follow her man to death. While Chris' absolution on this case was about the guilt the Christian in him carried for not having saved her when he thought he could.
"Chris my love…you will never lose me. We belong together!" she smiled at him.
A smile he so adored as it expressed the part of her he cherished the most: her cheerfulness.
He smiled back, leaning closer to kiss her lips tenderly. He so enjoyed that moment with her and in fact it still seemed so surreal.
looking back, it was hard to believe that so much had happened in nearly five months.
in five months their relationship evolved from the pretty receptionist to the woman he was starting to love.
Who'd say that the cheerful young receptionist would make a good clean and difference in his messy life. Messy feelings. There was still some mess, but day by day he recognized that despite all the odds, giving them a chance was a right move. From the moment he decided to give them a chance he made sure to have his rationality on their side and allow his heart to open to her slowly but truly. He was ready to face those weird and bad thoughts he occasionally felt in the beginning and now they seemed to switch poles and give space to hope.
And as a loyal man he would make sure to keep the focus of his heart and mind only on her, with the help of the reasoning as well.
He was ready to invest him all in their relationship.
"How about we go see the waterfall now?"
"Are you sure?"
"Why not? The sun is still out"
He smiled with a nod of agreement. They entered the cottage to wear proper shoes for the walk.
Kate made a quick hairstyle to change a bit her usual loose hair.
Still in the camp, they walked holding hands, showing their complicity and love. However that was not the real reason for that simple and kind gesture.
Déjà vu.
They were loving partners. Supportive. United by a subtle romance of old souls. They walked together was one. They didn't need to be one only when having intercourse. Be one had more meaning than that and more powerful.
Kate walked at his left side. The side of his heart. She was part of his soul's heart. She didn't let go of him during the walk. Her soul never let go of him even after their bodies' death.
They could hear from afar the sound of the pouring water. Such a beautiful scenery. The green and the red colors of the fall season in contrast with the white color of the water cascades pouring in the river, passing through brown rocks. Such a peaceful moment that luckily there was anyone else there, providing them a nice privacy. – as if they were destined to share that moment only the two of them.
Déjà vu.
While they admired the waterfalls from the shore, Chris felt another weird sensation taking over him. It was as if he had lived that moment before. How could it be? He was sure he had never lived such a moment before – not in this existence.
Yet, such a familiar sensation.
He looked to his left side at his brunette companion. He felt a sudden scare looking at her from that perspective.
Maybe it was the tick in his mind, but seeing the young brunette so similar to the woman he saw in his dreams since he was a kid: Kate. The same name of his current girlfriend.
His heart accelerated as he made the parallel between those women. She had styled her long black dark brown-almost black hair in broad wavy curls and kept them partially loose. A bunch of the locks from the crown of her head were clipped to the back and the shorter bangs in the front were left hanging over her beautiful face. That half up half down hairstyle was perfect on her, actually it was old Kate signature hairstyle. Both Kate(s) had mesmerizing gazes. Both Kate(s) were brunettes. Both Kate(s) had gypsy souls.
Could he have had a premonition of the love of his life?
The time now seemed to freeze and a movie flash rolled in his mind. The dreams now seemed to pass in the exact order from the moment they met until the moment they made eternal love promises at a simple cottage near a waterfall.
He remained staring her. Time moving so slow.
She stared him back and smiled.
His heart almost jumped out of his chest. He could hear his own heartbeats. There she was: Kate.
The movie continued rolling in his head. It felt it was just yesterday that moment they had. So loving. So kind. So impactful. Living beyond time.
His soul finally recognized the one he waited so long for: His Kate.
She had always been there. He just couldn't see her. He was molded by other experiences.
Now the weird sensation he had the first time he saw her had a name: recognition.
Things now seemed to make sense. The puzzle had fit its remaining and final piece.
In the movie that had been such an important day. It was the day their love multiplied in two and it was also the day their souls married. They became one. Even if after that their paths had been parted by adversities, by other people.
jealousy, envy, prejudice.
Roots that poisoned their innocence and embed their pure love into the mismatch that tore them apart when they reencountered later.
Their love got ill, but they never stopped loving.
The movie jumped to the moment their destiny had been separated. The mysterious pain in his chest that haunted him at times had now an explanation.
Flashback
"I'll go first. You stay here"
"I can't stay here alone…without you"
"It's too dangerous. You just gave birth, the rain is heavy and it might flood the bridge soon. The old lady will take care of you until you get better and join me in Edonia"
"I can't stay here… I have no reason to stay…our babies came soon and…I can't stay alone in the same place they died"
"Kate…"
"Chris please! Take me with you…"
Even vexed the young man couldn't bear to see his loved one's tears. He understood her feelings, it was definitely hard to stay in the same place their babies were been buried. He also knew that staying could be dangerous. They were been chased by their families, especially hers. Her father would never allow them to stay together and due to the embarrassment of having a single and pregnant daughter, he certainly would be capable of killing her for his honor.
He didn't seem to have many options.
Even vexed he took her with him. They had hurry to reach the other side of the bridge and that broke their heart as they couldn't be present at the burial of their children.
Even vexed he carried her which made his pace lower. She still bled and screamed in pain.
The level of the river increased second by second. He feared he couldn't reach the other side. He felt it. His soul knew that was his final living moments.
It wasn't hers. He decided to take her back as he was still closer to Bohma's frontier. He wanted to save her.
The pouring rain made it harder for him to see his path. He thought he had heard someone calling them. He just wished he could go faster. The water was already in his feet.
He was close to the edge and recognized the old midwife calling them. He thought he heard something about babies, but a little before reaching the edge, a sudden wave hit them and dragged them into the river flow.
Kate managed to held on his left arm. They struggled to try to swim and catch their breathes.
It was dark. The water current too fast. He didn't know where they were and he couldn't see clearly the river bank.
However as soon as he thought of trying to swim to a river bank, he felt a sharp pain onto his chest.
.
.
His body evidently didn't register the moment after that impact, but his spirit's did as it was still there during the moment the strings that connect his spirit to the body were disconnected.
The wood stick impaled his chest right into his heart instantly killing him. That traumatic moment remained lying in his soul for centuries in the form of the mysterious chest pain he occasionally felt, especially when he was near his beloved brunette.
His spirit felt guilty for not had done the crossing alone – he had to learn how to stop blaming himself for her choice that night.
and that guilt became the torment and unnamed feeling his 17-18th persona couldn't explain. The real motive of his constant fear of letting the brunette come close to him. His spirit feared repeating the same "mistake" of ceding to her pleads and another tragedy happen again, and lose her in a way he could've prevented.
He needed to learn how to forgive himself.
End of Flashback
Now a new cycle was starting and their souls finally received the absolution from that traumatic finale. They didn't need to fear it anymore.
"Kate…" he whispered
"Chris…"
He pulled her to him and hugged her tight.
She hugged him back.
Their chests so close that their hearts beat in synchrony. They remained like that for a couple of minutes. A tribute to their old personas longing reencounter.
They parted to exchange gazes. Loving gazes.
They smiled. Then kissed.
The longing kiss. So tender yet full of emotion. Filled with pure love. Agape love.
They returned to the cottage. The sun starting to set.
They kissed again. Their lips moved in a perfect movement. And then exchanged gazes and smiles.
Soft caresses on their cheeks and hairs.
They had no rush. They just kissed. No lust.
After several minutes only kissing. They gave a break to have dinner: soup.
That would be their last night in the resort. They would leave the following day's afternoon.
That meant they still had time to enjoy the magic of that unique moment wishing to stop the time.
Whatever was happening, it was special.
Since they returned from the waterfalls he couldn't lay off his eyes from her.
He returned more quiet, more silent, but it wasn't because he didn't want to talk. He wanted to observe her, all the details of her.
He was mesmerized. As the usual she did more the talking.
She showered first.
While she showered, he grabbed his cell phone to read some messages. Then he saw the pictures of their trip and read the loving captions she wrote. He smiled.
She was so open about her feelings for him. She was the one who externalized it in pictures. In words. In actions. It was as if she loved for the two of them.
She wasn't afraid to show her love. She wasn't ashamed to express how much she loved him. How much she admired him. She was so intense that it could be easily misinterpreted with bragging.
That wasn't right. He couldn't just receive it and give little. There should have harmony.
He was ready now.
He stood up from the couch and entered the small bathroom.
Kate was still showering when she saw the door opening. She smiled when she saw him removing his clothes and joined her in the shower cabin.
They kissed. Slow.
The electricity of the contact of their naked skins made her want to speed up a bit more.
He contended her attempt.
He wanted to kiss her tenderly. No rush. They were already used to the wild and rough sex.
He wanted something new. Something they hadn't experimented before and he was ready to invest on that. To have that, and not only sexually speaking.
As a good follower she obeyed to his wishes. He wanted slow, she would give it slowly. Even if it would be painful due to the urge to want more.
She stopped the kiss and started passing the soap on his skin. Bathing him gently.
He closed his eyes to enjoy the sensation. He wasn't a baby but that sexy move fondled him.
Kate was as much good with her hands as she was with her mouth. He was sure of that.
With one hand she passed the soap on his arms, on his chest, on his abs. The free hand massaged his back, his buttocks.
She looked up at him with a mix of sassiness and lovingness. That mix turned him on.
In between soaping and massaging, she planted little kisses on his clean and wet skin. Other times she simply kissed his lips with different paces, slow with tiny bites. Medium-paced with sucking. Or only brushing the tip of her tongue on his lips and at times his tongue. Other times their kiss heated up and their hands explored their bodies in a hungry make out.
They left the shower and walked to the bedroom. They dried each other.
They were facing each other. He brushed the hair away from her face with tender hands, kissing her forehead, her cheeks, her mouth.
He held her in his arms, stroking her hair rhythmically and smoothing his hand over her skin as if to reassure himself that she was real.
They had no need of words.
Kate rested her head against his chest and listened to his heart slowly thudding. She felt safe and cherished.
Moving his hands over the curve of her lower back, he pressed his palms against her hips, then slowly upward, pausing at her shoulders.
She looked up at him.
He cupped her face in his hands and tilted her head up, "How can I not tell you how beautiful you are and how god you make me feel inside?"
She laughed softly, "You tell me other wonderful things"
"I want to tell you more…"
"I told you I'm patient. Just take your time"
He bent his head and slanted his lips over hers in a slow, tender kiss. His hand left her back, and his fingers floated up to her chest, and on to the firm swell of her breasts.
Kate's breathing increased. His hand felt strong, tender, and sure. His thumb brushed against the taut tip. Her nipple grew hard and erect under his ardent touch, and she moaned softly with pleasure.
She was enjoying their time together in slow, that way she could enjoy every touch, every kiss and every breath. They could.
She enthusiastically reached her arms up around his neck as his lips melded with hers, separating ever so slightly, inviting her to do the same. And she did.
He kissed her passionately as his hands eagerly caressed her shoulder, down her arm and over her chest to fondle her breasts. Occasionally he would stop and tease the nipples with his thumbs and finger, which sent shivers of delight shooting through her.
His lips left hers, and his tongue swept down her neck, tasting her skin, and back up to her mouth again to devour her lips.
She slid her hands to feel his warm, firm skin. She let her fingertips glide softly and tantalizingly slowly over his chest and down his midriff. Her hand slipped lower to the hard swell of his south. She heard his soft moan of satisfaction, and it pleased her that her touch could make him feel so good.
Chris' lips left hers, and gazed lovingly into her eyes and said, "I want to make love to you"
"Then don't keep us waiting"
He lifted her in his arms and carried her to the bed, lowering her onto her back, then rose over her and covered the length of her body with his, settling his weight on her. Her hands were free to comb the solid, muscled wall of his back, hips, and thighs. His body was firm, his skin smooth.
All their senses burst to life when he pressed his manhood against the softness between her legs, and slowly, deliberately, continuously pressed into her, joining his body to hers.
She felt him tremble, and she gloried in the power she had to give him such pleasure.
Chris stopped moving and sighed contentedly, "You are mine once more, Kate" he whispered against her ear, "You're mine"
Her pulse beat loudly in her ears, but she heard him whisper her name over and over as he kissed her lips, her eyes, her ears, her neck.
She felt full, complete. She pressed against him, rocking in motion with his movement. His thrusts became fast and deeper. She rose up to cup his body to her. With uneven breaths, she stroked down his back, across his buttocks, and up to his shoulders, again with loving hands.
With his thighs wedged between hers, they moved together, engulfed in the exquisite, luxuriant sensation of pleasuring each other. She clung to him and rode the waves of delirious desire with him until they both cried out in fulfillment. She felt limp with contentment.
Chris' body shuddered as he buried his face in the crook of her neck and inhaled deeply. She realized he hadn't rolled away from her before completing their union. That pleased her.
They lay quietly for a few moments before Chris lifted his weight from her and lied with his belly up.
Kate snuggled tightly to him, fitting her body perfectly against his, with her head nestled on his arm.
Chris propped on his elbow, lifted her chin with the tips of his fingers, and kissed her with kindness, "Kate…" he whispered into her mouth, "I love you"
Her pulse quickened. Her eyes widened. She broke the kiss.
Chris shivered. That came out of the blue. His palms were damp.
That was what she was waiting to hear. Though not now. Not like this. She couldn't even say it back as she was still shocked. She was certain that at any minute she would awaken from this dream. This is real, she silently chanted, this is real. At that same time she was making an effort to imprint this moment in her mind so that she would remember it her entire life.
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"Love must be learned and learned again; There is no end." Katherine Anne Porter
Thank you Pin for the review! :D
Okay, I know the chapter was long but I reflected about it and I thought it would be better to show all the content and you read it in one same flow, instead of having it cut.
Chris bae finally said those words :D Kate was taken aback xD
I really tried hard to write something romantic here, even the lovemaking I wanted to be less erotic, that's why this time I decided to keep the content.
I've been working on this chapter for weeks and this is a very important one, and as the usual, after the romance there it comes the drama xD xD okay, not so right away, but surely is coming...or maybe it's coming sooner than we expect O.O xD
Stay tuned!