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Possession

Chapter 9

Ain't No Drama Like Bedroom Drama

She hesitantly put her hand on the handle, where she kept it for the moment. She couldn't bring herself to simply open the door, should it happen to be unlocked. But she had to find Link, her boyfriend.

Zelda had since long given up on trying to get in contact with him through voicemails, text-messages or phone calls; he wouldn't answer anyway. Maybe he had listened to one or two of them, but he hadn't reply. And it greatly ached in her heart.

How could she work things out if he didn't listen? He had not shown up at school either, in order to avoid her it seemed, and Zelda was not happy about it. Or anything for that matter; she had to talk to him. She had to make him understand.

She still loved him, despite her horrific and abominable actions she did, violating their relationship. But she had to tell him the truth; there was still hope that things could be salvaged. It had to be.

Zelda counted on it, despite her dreaded gut-feeling.

So here she was, alone and cold while severely distressed at the front of Link's doorstep. She wanted to try the doorbell, but as she felt lightly on the handle she noticed that there was nothing holding it back. The door was not locked.

In a brief, mental debate did Zelda ponder if she should just walk in and demand to speak to Link. If she rang the bell, the risks of him pretending not to be home were high. If he even avoided coming to school in order to not see her, then he could probably play that card as well.

So against better judgement, Zelda carefully opened up the door. The hinges lightly cried out in a faint metallic noise, but it didn't seem to alert anything inside. Zelda stepped inside, closing the door behind her despite the noise. There wasn't any activity to see or hear. No TV that was displaying channels, no radio that emitted music or even the sound of a person being around.

´Strange…´ Zelda mused. ´Link would never be so careless to leave his home unlocked…´

She treaded further into the apartment. To her surprise, she began to hear noises. It was a bit further away, almost muffled from her position. She gently walked through the apartment until she heard the sounds better; one was definitely Link's. And then the realization crashed down.

There were two voices. Link was not alone!

On silent but hasty steps, Zelda covered the distance from her position to the door of Link's room. It was only slightly ajar, but she heard the voices now, each grunt and moan stabbing her heart with smudging dread. She didn't have to look to see what was going on, but she had to confirm. Even if her eyes would bleed of the sight.

If Zelda had even for a split second wondered if she could imagine Link's pain from what he had seen at her house, it was surely answered now. Her heart wrenched painfully in her chest, her eyelids couldn't blink. She saw the toned back of the blonde man, and the naked turquoise arms and legs that wrapped themselves around it.

Despite it being semi-dark in the room, she could see. It was as clear as day, right in front of her as Link made rough love to Veran, who moaned and now nearly screamed out his name. The way she said her name was how a lover would say it; a right Zelda had thought to be hers and hers alone. And yet Link was connected to his neighbour in the adult way, an act that was nothing like how she and Link had done it. He displayed a rough and commanding assault of sexuality, yet he seemed to bring a great deal of pleasure to them both, if their noises were of any indication.

And all she could do was watching. Her body refused to move and her voice wouldn't rise above her throat. She could only witness, similar to how Link had seen her, as he rammed into Veran's womanhood. She watched for nearly fifteen minutes as they expressed their bodily love for one another until Link's voice suddenly reached Zelda's ears.

"Veran…" Link panted out in his sexual high. "I think I am about to…"

"Don't..! Hold…! Back…!" Veran's voice was coated in a drunken lust; she moaned and gasped nearly nonstop, had Link not kissed her with deeply in his last few thrusts. Still having their lips tightly locked in a passionate kiss, the couple moaned into each other's mouths as the final wave of pleasure built up and got released like several jolts of electrical currents throughout their bodies.

Zelda had seen enough. Her courage and determination that brought her here had been torn apart, thrown at the floor and ultimately been trampled on. She couldn't stand to remain where she was.

In her heartbroken and fragile state, she dashed back towards the front door, despite the loud noise she made with her shoes against the wooden floor, or the loud slam of the door being forced back shut as she departed.

"What was that?!" Link suddenly said, getting up on his knees as he looked at the door. Veran, still lying on the bed, let out a single chuckling laughter.

"I suppose that we managed to get a one-person audience." Veran then said. "I wonder how long she was there."

"You mean… Zelda..?" Link stared astonishingly at the ajar door. "That's pretty much how I found out…"

"Maybe there is such a thing as karma after all." The turquoise woman said, sitting up right behind Link. She let one arm cascade his chest until it reaches his thigh while her other hand gently caressed his left arms. Her chin rested on his left shoulder, soft lips pressing against his earlobe as she whispered softly.

"It has been troubling for you… I don't know why she did what she did, but you haven't done anything wrong Link… If she broke your trust and love, why should you remain silent about it?"

"Veran…" Link glanced over at the fire-coloured eyes.

"You may have had a wonderful time with her… But she has brought the end of it by herself. She has sought it. But I…" Her voice trailed off as she kissed his earlobe gently.

"I would never hurt you… Nor lie… I would never betray you or your love… I am your happy ending to a tragic love tale..."

Link was quiet. He didn't reply, not with words. He grasped Veran's hand with his as it cascaded down his chest, moaning softly at the light kisses that landed with such light touch at his earlobe and neck. The lips felt cool against his warm skin. Her big, soft mounds of flesh were pressed up against his back as was the erect nipples. With each breath Veran took, it came out as a light moan of sensual nature.

As much as he had desired revenge, he was not heartless. He did have mixed feelings about the situation. One side of him thought that Zelda deserved to end up in a similar situation, to see him having sexual intercourse with Veran without a care.

And the other part of him wished she hadn't shown up. If they only had locked the door. He didn't see any hope for their relationship, and in his mind, it was over. But he knew that they both deserved a proper ending to their final chapter. Despite the fact that he didn't want to see Zelda again. He was still furious, still broken over her betrayal. But it was a matter of fairness, and Link couldn't just go back on something like that. He wasn't that kind of person.

He took a deep breath, slowly breathing out the air.

"I need to see her soon." Link finally said. He felt Veran's body slightly tense up against his, her hand squeezing his slightly.

"Why?" Was all she said.

"I don't like it, don't get me wrong… But it is only fair. I have to make it official, the end that is."

Link didn't have to turn around to know that Veran had her gaze fixated on him. The intense stare was almost burning onto his body before she relaxed, cuddling up to his naked form with her own.

"I suppose I can't argue with that. Just be sure to make it quick, alright? Now that I finally have you…" She gave his neck a quick, teasing lick. "I don't want to risk losing you."

"There is no risk." Link replied, chuckling softly. "You don't have to worry."

With a small chuckle of her own, Veran turned Link back around to face her to claim his lips. Link fell down onto his back, with Veran falling with him as the couple made out in their naked, sweaty afterglow and forgetting time itself.

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The next morning, a Wednesday, had arrived as soothingly as the past one. The rain, while heavy as it was, was still calming to listen to from inside the apartment. Despite that Veran and Link had only arrived at his place after eating lunch, the two had barely left the apartment since. The only instance Veran had left was temporary as she picked up more casual clothes to wear, leaving her elegant dress at home.

Having started to spend the rest of the day in the apartment with activities such as television, gaming and cooking dinner, the two remained close throughout their activity until it was time to sleep. Though they did indeed spend the night together, the night itself gave them little sleep due to their growing promiscuousness.

Link looked over to his left side. The one occupying the other half of the bed was not a creamy-skinned woman of brown, tangled hair spread across the pillow. Instead, his tired, azure eyes witnessed the sleeping form of a teal/turquoise-skinned woman with messy autumn-coloured hair. Her chest heaved up and down in her gentle rhythm of breathing, and her body was snuggled up to Link's.

He smiled and closed his eyes again, the image of Veran sleeping still residing in his head. It was a good start on the day.

The gentle water fell down on them as they shared the shower, washing off their bodily odour of sexual activities. Naked bodies against one another, they helped with the shampoo and the rinsing and the scrubbing, getting away with touches and groping without starting something major.

"So what are your plans?" Link said, putting on his underwear and socks. Veran eyed his bare body as she licked her lips, just barely registering his words.

"Hmm? Oh, plans. I was thinking of heading over to the library. There's a book I'm dying to get my hands on." She slipped on her loose black t-shirt.

Link glanced over as he put on his pants. "Want me to give you a ride?" Veran gave him a small grin before she eventually chuckled.

"You already have darling, though I'm certainly up for another one." She winked at him, chuckling further at his puzzled expression.

"Hmm? When did I give you a ride somewhere-" His expression fell like a rock, and grew as red as a tomato. "Oh."

"You're so cute." She leant forward and gave the blonde a quick kiss on the lips. "It makes me want to tease you endlessly…"

"Tease me all you want, babe…" Link replied with a husky voice, accompanied by a wide smirk. He closed the distance between them, pulling her body close to his as he let his hand firmly grab hold of Veran's naked rear which earned him a surprised gasp. "I'll still be the one to deal out the real punishment."

Veran grinned widely back at the blonde, her eyebrows raised high in genuine surprise. "My my, what was that Link? How deviant, and erotically crude of you… I must be rubbing off on you."

"You certainly rub something…" He laughed softly as he kept pulling Veran towards himself. The orange-haired woman had taken the liberty to admire the toned and fit upper body that was still naked before her with a giggling grin as he spoke again.

"Seriously though… I hope you don't mind if I was… Well how should I put it… Too rough with you? If you want me to be more gentle-" She tapped his lips with her index-finger, her eyes locked on to his with a serious, but gentle gaze.

"Link, no one expects the guy to be a gentleman when he is stiff. You can start off as gentle, sure, but the true pleasure lies in the rough display. If I squirm, it means I can't contain the pleasure. If I scream, I just can't express my love or desire properly in words. If I do both, then you are doing a pretty damn good job, and you should feel proud as you ram into me."

Link smiled slyly back. "Good to know." His lips captured Veran's in a short, but passionate kiss. "So how about that ride?"

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Much later, around early midday did Link give Veran a lift towards the library partly due to the heavy rain and because of the library being a good distance away from their apartment-building, promising to come and pick her up when she needed it.

Veran hurried inside as to not get soaked, wearing only a light, black jacket and a long-sleeved purple sweater underneath with black pants. As she stepped inside, she knew exactly where she was heading; by a remote little corner of the library was her favourite type of books, consisting of mystery novels, poems and darker genre books.

She grinned to herself as she stepped over to the shelves. She looked around, her fiery-coloured eyes darting around the backs of the books, frantically searching for the one she was looking for until she spotted it further down. A collection of darker poems and light novels.

Satisfied with her result of her quick search, Veran carried the book over to the nearby armchairs that the library provided and began to lightly browse through the pages. She would naturally borrow it, but it didn't hurt to spend a little while to glance at a few pages, read a couple of lines.

"Quote the Raven…" Veran read in a low voice to herself, smirking. "I like the sound of that…" She kept reading, completely taken in by the book to the point that she remained oblivious. A few more people settled down around her on the other chairs, each with their own book to browse. But a pair of crystal blue eyes glared at the woman, slowly making their way over to her.

"Absolutely intriguing …" Veran said in a whisper. "This man is spot on… "Rasping at my chamber door." huh..." She allowed herself a soft chuckle as she kept reading, unaware of the looming figure that now stood right next to her, glaring down.

"Miss Ashdown." A voice called out, calmly but cold. Hearing her name, Veran glanced up from her book, only to see the narrow, spiteful eyes of Zelda.

Veran grinned. The girl surely would've inflicted fear in anyone else with her uncharacteristic angry expression, but Veran remained unfazed.

"I am fairly certain that school is not yet over." She said with a smirk. "You could get in trouble for skipping school like that, girl."

"What I decide to do is none of your business." Zelda replied as cold as before. "You… You just stay away from Link. Got it?"

Veran raised an eyebrow as she kept grinning. "I'm afraid I can't do that. He and I happen to enjoy each other's company now… Preferably in the bedroom." She had to stifle a laughter when Zelda's eyes flared up; she was angry, and her body showed it by the tense demeanour she displayed. Her womanly hands were balled up into clenched fists, with only clutching onto the back of a book. Her lower lip trembled slightly.

"How dare you…" Zelda said, forcing herself to remain calm. Veran however could see just how far on the edge the brunette was; it wasn't much left before she would lose it. And as much as she enjoyed teasing and provoking the girl right now, her own anger was reaching the surface at Zelda's words. She gave the brunette a sharp glare in return.

"How dare I? How dare I? Listen to me you snotty little whelp! YOU cheated on him. YOU threw away his love for you, never to return." She paused.

"You want to play the blame-game? Stare into a mirror and go wild. Because you honestly didn't take his love for you seriously. You stepped out of line, and you tore down everything you two once had. Had being the keyword."

Zelda didn't reply to the verbal assault. Her eyes, threatening to crumble before the tears were barely locked onto Veran's, while her body trembled, firmly rooted in place. It was easy to tell that she wanted to lash out at Veran, to scream bloody murder and have her revenge.

´Funny… She looks like she wants nothing more than to bash that book in my face, yet she stands there in silent… Allowing me to say what I want. Does she care for the rule of libraries to stay silent, because she can't be? Little Miss Perfect to the end huh…´

"Want to know something funny, girl?" Veran said, regaining Zelda's attention. "Link and I never did anything… Surely, I tried, but he was very loyal to you. Until you decided to betray him, for whatever reason I don't know of."

The crystal blue eyes widened in a horrible realisation. They averted Veran's gaze, darting around the room in search for something. Veran snickered; she was on to something. Had Zelda thought Link had betrayed her first? She could've been wrong, but it was a possible thought regarding Zelda's reaction.

Shortly afterwards, Zelda stared back at the older woman, her anger surging back into her blue orbs. Her lips parted as if she was about to speak, but Veran beat her to it.

"Did you think Link was not satisfying enough? Is that it? Because let me tell you, you missed out on something then. With a little… aid, that blonde hunk of a man can be quite promiscuous."

"Don't speak about him like that!" Zelda suddenly said out loud. A few heads turned, with even fewer persons hushing at her. Veran felt a trickle of irritation run inside her at the remark.

She flashed a toothy grin at the brunette. "Oh and why not? Because let me tell you, he fucks better than he looks; and he looks really good." She said, now with a raised voice. Several heads now turned to them, but Veran didn't care. She was pissed off, even though she enjoyed putting Zelda in her place. But enough was enough. She closed her book and stood up, coldly gazing down at the younger girl as she stepped up to her.

"I hope you are happy with yourself. Having broken this poor boy's heart is a heavy burden of guilt to carry. You have no idea how devastated he was, and now you can't have him. Well done."

Veran took a second step, and then another. She stood right next to Zelda, who had not turned after the older woman. With a grin, the autumn-haired woman leant in close to whisper into Zelda's ear with a mocking tone.

"Oh, and be sure that his handsome face is going to be clamped between my legs again when I get home, don't you worry."

The older woman snickered as she walked away, the sound of her shoes against the white tile floor echoing in the silence of the large building, accompanied only by the very faint sobs of the abandoned brunette.

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The seemingly unending rain kept going with its watery onslaught. A typical rainy day, with nothing bright out in the sky. Only the endless grey sea of clouds roamed above, basking the earth below in its downpour.

Link drove past the waves of droplets until he was home again. Veran had told him she would visit a shop or two and would contact him when she was done. Seeing that he had no business outside, driving back home was the best option. He would meet up with Zelda, but it was not today; he had to be mentally prepared, something he was unsure of at the moment.

Parking his car, he locked the door and hurried over to the apartment building, up the stairs to cover of roof above the doors. He had already gotten soaked due to the heavy rain, much to his dismay.

But as soon as he got up to the last step, he saw her. The familiar figure that was now stopping from its current activity of leaning towards the well now stood facing him as he stepped closer.

"Impa." Link said. He didn't know if he should be glad or worried that she was here. "What are you doing here?"

"I needed to talk to you Link." The taller, tanned woman replied. Her arms remained crossed and her face serious. "You haven't been to school in two days now, and Zelda in one. Not that I got to spend so much time with her yesterday."

"I see…" Link averted his eyes for a second as he tried to get up his keys from his pocket. "I have my reasons for not wanting to go back to school, Impa. And Zelda… I'm sure she also has-"

"I did manage to have a little talk with her Link." Red eyes against blue. Impa stepped closer. "And I need to talk to you too about it. Is it true?"

"Depends on what you are referring to." Link replied. He fumbled with the key until he got it inside the lock, and opened up the door. He didn't say anything, but Impa was allowed to step inside as well.

"That you two might break up. Zelda didn't provide any details, but she was very upset. She didn't even attend the whole day yesterday. Link… What is going on between you two?"

He sighed.

Running his fingers through his wet, blonde hair, Link pondered. Should he tell her of Zelda's betrayal? It was the truth, but they were best of friends; Impa might as well think he was lying to her. But the risk of Zelda not telling the truth to Impa and make it Link's fault was also a thought he acknowledged.

He looked back into Impa's red eyes. "Yes. Yes, it is true. I found out why she has acted like she did… She has been cheating on me Impa."

"She… she what?" The blonde woman looked bewildered, stepping closer to Link. "Zelda… Cheated on you?"

He nodded. "I… I had the displeasure of catching them in the act, to keep a long story short. And I don't know what she is thinking, but for me, our relationship is unsalvageable. I am not together with Zelda anymore."

Impa merely nodded slowly at first. She spun back around, seemingly pondering as she tapped her chin for a minute or two. The silence was awkward.

"So… That's it then? You and Zelda won't be together anymore then?" She eventually asked, effectively breaking the silence. "Is that how you feel?"

"Yes." Link didn't feel the need to drag the answer out. Short and simple, and to the point.

Impa spun back around. Her expression was soft, albeit sad. Within arm's reach, she placed a hand on Link's shoulder, patting it.

"I am sorry, Link. I can imagine that it hurts… an awful lot… I'll be here for you, should you need it. I hope you are aware of that."

The blonde man sighed. "Thank you Impa. It means a lot."

"No…" She said again. Being taller than him, she crouched down to be on the same eye-level as Link. "I really mean it. I am here for you Link." Her hand, settled on top of his shoulder, began to stroke it above the clothing. Link quickly glanced over at the hand, then back at Impa. Her eyes, gentle and soft, began to come into closer view.

His throat began to dry up. "Y-Yes, I know that… Impa..? What are you doing…?"

"I am here for you…" She barely whispered. Before Link could register what was obviously happening, her lips crashed onto his. Her hands shifted to hold his head in place as she kissed Link against his will until he managed to push her back, flabbergasted.

"I-Impa?! What was- What the hell are you doing?!"

"I did what I've wanted for a long time…" Impa replied. Her expression, her voice, all pointed to her being in a love-struck daze. "I thought… I thought you would-"

"What?! No! I mean…" Link shook his head and wiped his lips. "I'm flattered Impa! I really am! But I'm... I'm involved with Veran now! She and I are-"

"Don't say it! It… It can't be!" Impa yelled back, her crimson eyes widened. "Why her?! It… It shouldn't be her!"

"Impa calm down! You're starting to freak me out here!" Link motioned for his friend to relax, but her body-language spoke for itself. Impa was uncharacteristically starting to grow more violent in her voice.

"I refuse it, Link! It shouldn't be your neighbour, or even Zelda!" She screamed. "It should've been me back then!"

"Impa, what are you talking about?!" Her eyes looked hurt as she barely gasped.

"I love you, Link! I've been in love with you since before you dated Zelda! Why… why do you think I hung out with her so much?! I wanted to grow closer with you! So that… so that…!"

She quickly covered her eyes. Quiet sobs emitted from her trembling lips as she fell to her knees, her head hanging over the floor as she softly cried out. Link was stunned into silence at the sight; Impa, who was prone to never show much emotion regarding anything, was now quietly crying in his apartment. As the initial shock was over, Link hurried to give the woman a comforting hug which eventually was returned.

"…So that I could one day be with you…" Impa barely whispered. "Without having to ruin any of our friendships…"

"Impa, I…" Link began. He hesitated before he continued.

"Impa, I really am glad to hear you had those feelings for me. But Veran is the one who occupies my heart now… I can't return your feelings. I'll gladly be your friend, like I've always been, but I can't be more than that."

Her sobs came to a stop. Slowly, Impa raised her head until she was face to face with Link, with a small smile.

"My apologies for showing you this side of me." She said with a weak voice. "But I won't give up… One day, I'll have you in my arms… But for now, I will pull for your love from the side lines."

"Impa…"

She quickly pecked Link on the lips before he could react. "See you around Link." With those final words behind, Impa got up and hurried out of the apartment.

Link didn't know if he was stunned or lazy, but he remained sitting on the floor, countless thoughts running through his head. All he could register properly was the sound of Impa's motorbike roaring through the rain until it disappeared.

More secrets being brought to the light as the drama continues. What will happen next?!

Until next time!