My Yearning Heart
Chapter 13
What is Love?
"Ali, is that you?" My eyes widened. I knew this voice. It was familiar in a non-familiar way. I slowly turned around and saw my ex-husband. "Wow, it's been so long. How have you been?" I gulped. It wasn't the same man that I remembered being with.
"I've been good. Thank you for asking."
"I haven't seen you around her before." Did you recently move here?" I examined him carefully and saw that he was starting to sprout a scraggly beard and head a bottle that was wrapped in a paper bag.
"No, I live somewhere far from here. I was just visiting, see if I could get something for Blake."
"Blake? Blake? Oh right, we had her together."
"Not together. I raised her all by myself. I poured my heart and soul into her and she's finally grown up to be a beautiful young woman. She didn't the help of her father since he was never there for her." I immediately stopped as I realized that it raised my voice and had my fists clenched.
"Okay. Alright. I used the wrong word. I'm really sorry. Could I get you a drink to make up for all of this?" I couldn't believe what he was trying to do.
"You really think a drink could make up for everything you've done?"
"No. But I thought it could serve as a start."
"I don't drink."
"Well then how about a coffee?" It didn't seem like it, but I was going through so much in my head. I didn't know if I should accept his offer or just leave, hoping that he would leave me alone. I mean, it was so strange seeing him here since he left so long ago without me ever finding out where he went. Since I couldn't go home, I decided to accept his offer and he took me to a nearby coffee shop.
As we walked there, I remained silent. There was really no reason for me to say anything to him and he didn't deserve to speak to me. Unfortunately, he did and I simply answered in one word answers. It was strange. The way he talked was odd. I mean, it's been a while since I've heard his voice so I can't really judge, but it definitely seemed different from what I remembered. When we got to the coffee shop, we quickly ordered our drinks and found a table. I kept my eyes on him and saw that he still had that bottle with the paper bag over it. I don't know why, but that was bothering me a lot.
"So how you been Ali? It's really nice seeing you again."
"Please don't call me that."
"Why not? I called you that all of the time."
"That was when we were still together."
"And I can't call you that anymore?" I remained silent as I turned my head. I was getting tired of looking at him. Every time I saw his face, it reminded me of all of the fun times I used to have. However, I know that those times could never be repeated; at least, not with this man. Out of nowhere, he placed his hand on my cheek and pulled it towards his. "Gosh, you're so beautiful."
"Don't touch me." I slapped his hand away."
"What happened to us?"
"What the hell are you talking about? There is no 'us.' This is all your fault. You left me to take on the world on my own. There is no us. There will never be an us again." I stood up and left the coffee shop. Before I could leave the area, he caught up to me and grabbed me by the wrist.
"Come on. Calm down, Ali."
"I told you not to call me that."
"I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry, for everything I've put you through. I know I made some mistakes, but I've always loved you. When I thought, I immediately felt regret. You're the only person I've ever loved." I didn't looked at him for I knew he was lying. And plus, I couldn't believe him. He left me alone. No matter how much apologizing he does, it won't make up for the pain I've experienced.
"I'm sorry, but I can't trust you anymore." I tried walking away, but he kept holding onto wrist.
"Well, then can I at least meet my daughter? I want to see how beautiful she is." I put my hand on his wrist and tried to break free. There was no way I letting him see her. But then, out of nowhere, he pulled me in and wrapped his arm around my neck. "If you're going to be so defiant, I guess I'll just have to make you." I tried to squirming away, but I felt something sharp press against my back. I couldn't believe what was happening. He was threatening me and I didn't have any chance of escaping. All I could guess was that the alcohol he was consuming was making him behave this way. Then, we suddenly started to walk towards a hotel. We made our way inside when he retracted his weapon from my back.
"Welcome back sir. I hope you're having a wonderful evening."
"I am. Thank you." We snuck by the counter, but no was able to suspect anything since he changed his grip on me to make it seem like he was holding in his arms like we were married. We made our way to the elevator. This was my chance. Right as the door closes, I'll be able to run for it and he won't be able to catch up.
After a few seconds, the door rang and it opened up to an empty elevator. My plan was destined to work. He walked us in and pressed the number 10. I knew that if I didn't escape now, I would be in a really bad situation. Before I could escape, though, a huge crowd of people made their ways inside the elevator which prevented me from escaping. That's when I took a big gulp. Suddenly, he snuggled his face into my neck and started to smell me.
"God, I haven't forgotten your smell." The other people in the elevator were watching us with disgust. On the other hand, I was in hell. There wasn't anything I could do. I had to come up with something or else something bad was going to happen.
The elevator made its first stop and we were the first ones to get off. He didn't act suspicious in any way so those who were still inside the elevator paid no attention to us. Once the door closed, he brought out his knife again and pressed it against my back. Compared to anything else in this entire world, that knife made me feel so vulnerable. Finally, he guided me to his room. On the inside, it was a mess. Clothes were everywhere and the room smelt like booze.
"Welcome to my humble abode." Out of nowhere, he threw me onto the bed and took off his jacket. "Let's try this again. Can you bring me to our daughter? I loved to examine her beautiful teenage body." He suddenly removed his belt form his pants and climbed onto the bed.
"You can't see her. I won't let you." I slapped him across the face. He turned slowly while putting his hand where I slapped him. He then put his fingers in his mouth and licked them.
"Mmm, you even taste the same." I peered my eyes over to the front door and tried to make a run for it. I jumped off the bed, but was caught midair before I could leave. He threw me back against the bed and put her hand around my neck.
"Stay here. If you're not going to bring me to my daughter, I guess I'll just make another one."
"She's not your daughter," I said with a weak voice. With his free hand, he ripped the clothes off my body and exposed my underwear. He then suddenly licked his lips as he slowly leaned over and smelled my body.
"Mmm, I never got tired of this smell." He then trailed his hand down my body and in between my legs. I tried closing my legs as tight as I could, but he managed to slip in.
"No, please." I turned my head and closed my eyes.
"Oh, you're so perfect. I don't know why I left you." He suddenly ripped off my underwear and unzipped his pants. "Did you miss this?" I didn't respond and kept my eyes closed. "You can give me the silent treatment all you want. I know you're going to enjoy this." By now, I didn't know what was happening, but I did know that something unexpected happened. When I opened my eyes, I saw him on the ground with Yang on top of him, beating him down.
"Ms. Belladonna, run!" She turned her head to look at me. What was she doing here? Suddenly, he elbowed her in the face and threw against the wall.
"Yang!" He crawled over to her and put his hands around her neck and squeezed tight. "Please stop!" She put her hands on his and tried to break free, but he was too strong for her.
"You made a mistake interrupting me, and you're gonna pay for it." He suddenly pulled out his knife which caused me to widen my eyes.
This can't be happening.
End of Chapter 13