"There are parts of me that only exist when I'm with you."
His hands were warm as he touched my body, his eyes still shone with a sweetness that only someone like me could find in someone like him, his breathing became increasingly agitated the closer he got to me, his fingers tightened at my sides until he reached for my hands and kissed them delicately, kissed the rough scars around my wrists before turning his gaze on mine and entangling his mouth in a kiss with me.
There was something about him that was different now, there was something about me that was different now too, neither of us was the same and after this we would never be the same again. His hands unbuttoned the buttons of my shirt one by one, his eyes roamed over my pale skin as his mouth escaped mine and roamed my cheek, my neck, my chest.
Neither he nor I had anything to hide, the circumstances of how we met and everything that happened was more than evident, I had met the monster he was hiding, and he saw my vulnerability. I felt his fingers as they slid down the corner of my pants and my attention turned back to what was happening now, I sank my face against his neck kissing him, that perfume that his body gave off was a fragrance I could never forget, his scent and his presence and his eyes were like remembering the roughness of the sand, the sound of the waves against the shore and the sea breeze. I let his hands touch me, let them travel through those places where only someone like him had ever ventured, like an explorer discovering a new territory, until my body tensed by his caresses, and I arched my back with a slight moan.
Suddenly he simply stopped, took my hand and guided me through the apartment to the bedroom, I sat on the bed when his mouth sought mine again, he sat up and took off his shirt, I was more than aware of what was happening and I no longer felt the fear of being attacked by some bad memory, this was a new beginning perhaps, I wanted to believe in it with all my strength.
His hands wrapped around my body again, his mouth kissed me again and my skin bristled with every caress, with every provocation of his lips. My whole body arched against his, I sank my hands against his back, I could feel his breathing and mine stirring with every movement, then I felt something icy against my chest, I looked up and tears were falling from Boss's eyes, he was crying and I just wondered why. his eyes looked at me sad, torn, I kissed his cheeks and smiled at him I wanted him to know that I was okay, I wanted to convey to him that everything was okay. But Boss wouldn't stop crying, I took his face between my hands and kissed him deeply, when his mouth separated from mine without knowing from where escaped an "I love you", someone like me doesn't know what love is yet, maybe I couldn't even call the bond we had love, but those words escaped from my mouth and when his eyes came back to mine bright was that he sketched a sad and pitiful smile.
His hands caressed my face, caressed my cheeks and my lips, until his mouth found my mouth, I felt his tongue embrace mine with a hurricane-like intensity, with an urgency and intensity that I had never experienced before, I felt him vocalize the feelings that he provoked in me, and his body became hotter and hotter, as if it was on fire, his touch burned my skin, his hands were no longer razors tearing my skin, today his hands were like silk feathers kissing me, caressing me, his lips no longer left wounds in their path over my mouth, there were no broken bones, no bleeding wounds. He laced his hands with mine before disappearing together running after the moon, he pressed his body against mine until there were only fireworks and cotton candy.
"I decided to stay having a thousand reasons to leave."
We were lying next to each other holding hands, with our breathing agitated and only the lights of the city coming through the huge windows, his eyes on mine without saying anything, but understanding everything, we smiled and laughed too, I don't know what kind of emotions overwhelmed us this time, we were, we are like a whirlwind that sweeps everything in its path without discriminating.
I wanted to ask him why he had cried, but I was afraid it might trigger some kind of manic episode in him, I was still afraid it was true, Boss squeezed my hand, and I had enough confidence and strength to dare to ask, his eyes softened "No one had ever told me I love you before". I kissed him again when his phone started ringing, Boss got up and answered, "Don't do anything, I'll come right away, don't say where I am". was what I heard, Boss turned to look at me and his countenance had changed hastily, he dressed quickly and before disappearing he kissed my forehead and played with my hair "don't open the door to anyone, the guys know how to get in, don't be scared, I'll be back soon".
Boss disappeared from the room taking his gun and carrying it behind his back. it was known that the first and second family had quarrels, that the intensity and stubbornness of the second family members always caused havoc to the first family. I'd be lying if I didn't say I wasn't afraid when Boss came out, but it was part of his job.
It was late, and we had traveled and experienced a lot of emotions for only a couple of days, and I was in a new place, no strings attached, and I didn't want to leave, I didn't want to escape, I had no reason to, at least not yet. the bed was huge and soft, so soft that I couldn't help but just fall asleep on it, curling up between the cushions wishing Boss to arrive soon.
When I woke up it was early morning and Boss was nowhere to be found, I don't know why, but immediately my heart raced and my breathing became agitated with desperation, then I felt the elevator, when it opened Boss appeared safe and sound. Boss walked on his way leaving every piece of clothing on the floor, he took my hand, and we walked back to bed together, his arms wrapped around me, and I could feel his heart beating next to mine, before we fell asleep for the rest of the night that it was left.
"I showed him my imperfections, my scars, some from yesterday, some from today, and he still loved me."
I woke up with the warmth of his breath on my forehead, his huge arms still wrapped around me, I could feel every inch of his skin against my back. It seemed like a dream, how was this scenario possible after so much pain, pain that those same arms that wrapped around me had caused. I still wanted to find the answers to the questions that my mind was asking and that my heart was not listening to, why my mouth was reacting to his kisses, why my body was bristling at the touch of his hands, how my hips were joining the rhythm of his, how my breath was shaking with each of his caresses, I did not understand how this senseless heart had succumbed in such a way that made the word "Love" come out of my mouth.
I turned to him, while he kept holding me by the waist with his arms, while my fingers played with the hair that fell from his forehead, I would never forget this moment, it was only mine, a sight of Boss that no one else would have engraved in my memory. In the distance I heard a struggle, Boss woke up frowning as he sat up, I got up first and looked out into the hall, then I felt the shots, I turned to Boss his eyes in mine and that look of terror was stuck in my memory, I wanted to run to cover him, but the bullet went through my shoulder, my body was whipped and I reached to rush against one of the walls, Boss's disfigured face when he saw me wounded is an image I will never get out of my mind, the room was filled with bodyguards, they all wore Boss's father's insignia on their suits, Boss tried to reach me, but was held back by the bodyguards, then again we heard a gunshot, my body slammed again against the wall, another shot went through my leg.
The bullets were from his father's gun, he appeared between the bodyguards, he grabbed me by the hair and threw me to the floor stepping on me with his shoes and again between the blood and the sole I remembered the moments when Boss had trampled my dignity, but this time, it was his father who did it, Boss's eyes were filled with tears and rage, he did not take his eyes off mine and I asked him to please do nothing. Boss was shaking trying to get loose, until they had to throw him to the floor, his father was laughing loudly while pressing the wound on my shoulder with his feet, I was writhing in pain and screaming, begging with all my strength not to lose consciousness, but the blood from my wounds was running all around me and I felt limp and dizzy.
His eyes kept looking at me, I thought that knowing his father, death for me was at this moment, and I didn't want Boss to remember me suffering, so I couldn't do anything else but smile at him, but Boss kept crying and writhing and asking him not to do anything to me.
"I told you to take care of the trash, and instead of that... you are not my son", "You have no idea what the first family will do to us if they find out", two bodyguards held me down, while Boss's father came over to hit him again and again until he was almost unconscious, in the distance and before I passed out, I could hear Boss sobbing next to me, I opened my eyes, but I could see too blurry, his hands were trying to reach me, and then everything became darkness again. I felt I lost him again.
"There is a last day for all things."
