Love Is Wicked: Eclipse

Chapter 6

I woke up when both of her hands had cupped my face and her lips were pressed against mine. She was sitting on my lap too.

"Hey." She said when my eyes opened.

"Are we here?" I asked drowsily.

"Not exactly." I blinked, finally taking notice of where we were.

"What are we doing at a hotel?" I asked, several very favorable ides was running through my head at the same time I was painfully aware that this was a school day.

"You need to sleep. Look at you, how do you expect to stay awake in school like this?" she said.

"No Serena, we need to get to school." I said, trying to sit straighter. She pushed me back against the seat.

"Darien, listen to me please. You need to sleep. I will feel guilty if you go to school looking as you are."

"But…"

"Please." She said with her lips on mine. This was so unfair; she was getting my consent through manipulation of my desire for her! I knew it but I could not refuse her. I sighed.

"Ok, but only for half a day." I said.

"You're too stubborn." She said as she stood up. I stood up as well, closed the door and followed her into the hotel. She had already made arrangements so all she did was get a room key from the receptionist and we took the elevator to the very top floor.

We entered a VIP room and lord, the beauty within almost woke me up completely. The wall was painted yellow furnished with even brighter yellow couches, bed, TV, a table with two people chair and all. The play of yellow tones was beautiful. And with the golden chandelier at the top, there was this feel of grand majesty about the whole room that somehow humbled me and made me feel as if I had just stepped into another realm.

"Welcome to my private suit." Serena said. I looked up at her puzzled.

"This is my private room. This whole hotel is owned by my big brother." She said. My jaw dropped.

"Are you serious?" I asked.

"Why will I joke about something like this." She said as she dropped the car keys on the table and sat on the bed, all the while stared at her with my jaw hanging. She crossed one leg over the other and I took noticed of what she was wearing. It was a blue jean skirt, a white free hands shirt that hugged her figure, especially her chest since it lands right above her breasts and a chest length jean jacket.

"You like wearing small jackets don't you?" I asked.

"Shut up and come make me feel good." She said as she took off the jacket. She put her hands on the bed behind her and titled her head to the left and smiled at me.

"Serena. I thought we came so I can get some sleep." I said. She raised her brow and a cat like smile crossed her lips.

"Oh." She said. She touched the edges of the shirt at her breasts and pushed it down all the way to her waist. I groaned, now this was really unfair. She then fully climbed on the bed and moved to the middle and lay on her stomach. She pulled out a magazine and began flipping through with her legs hanging and waving in the air. She began humming a cheerful tune too. Seriously, why are the Gods punishing me? Seriously, what crimes have I committed that I deserve to be punished like this?

"You might want to get your sleep now." She said but how could I now? I watched her creamy back and already I could feel her taste on my tongue. I sighed and moved to the side of the bed.

"Why are you doing this to me?" I asked.

"Because it is fun and because I want to break you."

"Break me?" she looked up at me for a minute before returning back to the magazine.

"Yes, break you. I want to show you that your foolish endeavor to obtain me will lead to nothing but heartbreak for you." She said. There was no playfulness in her voice. I suddenly became angry. I don't know why but I just suddenly felt annoyed with her. I climbed the bed and straddled waist. I leaned down and placed my hands in between her and the bed and drew it up to cup her breasts. I squeezed it and she gave and intake of breath. I brought my lips to her waist, allowed my tongue to touch her bare back. Slowly, deliberately, I drew my tongue down the middle of her back all the way to her shoulder blades while squeezing her breasts. She moaned in pleasure, her back rising to meet my lips. I lingered at her throat, softly biting and kissing her around there. I squeezed her breasts harder, pressed my groin against her ass as her skirt roused up from her legs. She moaned and gasped.

"Harder, squeeze harder." She moaned and I complied with her wishes. I turned her around and sucked on her breasts and rubbed my hands over her stomach which was so flat. I drew my lips to her throat and kissed her there passionately. I drew my hands up to her breasts again, squeeze and enjoying the feel of her body as it rose up to bump into mine.

Then suddenly I stopped. Every motion, every movement came to a stop.

"Darien?" She said after a minute.

"I can't."

"What?" she asked. I sat up on her and stared down at her.

"I can't do this anymore. I want you so badly. This little kisses and making out isn't enough anymore." I said and lifted myself off of her. I sat at the edge of the bed with my head in my hands.

There was absolute silence in the room and I started to have doubts. I had known from the beginning this was all I was going to get until my birthday, I had agreed to it, I just hadn't realized how hard it was going to be. I felt her shift on the bed and before I knew it she was at my back. She wove her hands around me and began unbuttoning my shirt.

"Serena." I said, ready to apologize.

"Shhh, come. Make love to me to me." she whispered in my ears as she reached the last button.

"What?" I asked as I turned my face to her. The button came undone and she gently pulled the shirt off.

"It's unreasonable of me to make you wait until your birthday when there is such sexual tension between us. So let's get it over with." She said as she unzipped the zipper of my pants. I was very sad. I pushed her away, the hardest thing I have ever done in my life.

"Do you think I want to have sex with you so that we can 'get it over'!" I yelled. She didn't understand my feelings at all. "What, you think all I want is sex!"

"Urrrgh! So then what the hell do you want from!" she yelled back, glaring at me. I realized this was the first time I had seen her angry as her eyes danced with flames.

"How about your heart! Is that too much to ask?"

"That you will never get." She replied through her teeth. I opened my mouth to say something but then stopped and sighed. We shouldn't be fighting and it wasn't her fault. She had warned me so many times. I was stupid, I was making things difficult.

"I'm sorry, I just don't know what's gotten into me." I said. She was kneeling on the bed with her face turned to the window so she wasn't looking at me. I climbed back on the bed on my knees too and touched her shoulders with both my hands.

"Please, forgive me." I said as I rubbed down at her arms. She was stiff and shaking. After a while though she relaxed and turned to me. She placed her hands on my cheeks and looked deeply into my eyes.

"Make love to me."

"Serena…"

"You're not the only one whose body is burning to be released." She said.

"Why don't you have one of your many guy partners do it then?" I asked her. I was happy she wanted to make love with me. And I was so glad she had used the words make love instead of have sex, but I was worried about her motives. But what I feared most was that if I did sleep with her, she would have no reason to be with me anymore.

"Because it has to be you. If it's not then it isn't worth it." She answered. I didn't understand but I wasn't about to argue with her anymore.

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Yes." She said. I folded her in my arms, squeezed her real tight and kissed her neck.

"Thank you." I whispered.

Eventually, amidst the touching and kissing and suckling and squeezing and moaning and heavy breathing, all our clothes came off. I had imagined the moment that I would get to go inside of her so many times and each time it always was a thrust, but with her lying beneath me looking so soft, so womanly, the wildness I felt replaced with a need to be gently with her. To protect her, to treasure her and to treasure this sacred mating. As I was easing into her, she shut her eyes tightly and I wondered what that was all about, I got my answer soon enough. I couldn't just go into her, something was blocking me. Her hole was not big enough. Let me rephrase that, her hole ws not big at all! I looked down at her.

"Serena?" I asked, confused. For someone who knew all about sex and had experienced it over and over, I expected her to be able to suck me in without resistance. I looked down at her but she wouldn't meet my eyes and tears were trailing down her face though half her face was buried in the bed.

"What's wrong?" I asked, totally forgetting about the problem of why I wasn't going into her as I should. For a minute, she didn't say anything. Not a word. The she began to wiggle. I realized she was trying to pull away from under me so I loosened myself for her to be able to do so. She grabbed some portion of the blanket and covered herself with it as she began to cry. She pulled her legs up and buried his face into it. Then she wrapped her arms around her legs as her body wracked with sobs. I was completely thrown for a loop. What the heck was going on!

I moved to sit by her and wrapped my arms around her.

"Shhh, it's ok." I said, making more meaningless noises at her. For nearly thirty minutes she cried until she could cry no longer, then she just remained in the silent position for another twenty more minutes and I sat there, holding her and not knowing what the hell was going on.

"It happened when I was twelve." She murmured. Her voice was very low so I had to pay close attention.

"Mom was interested in this guy. He told her if she would offer me to sleep with him one time, he would marry her. One time turned two, then three and suddenly I lost count. On one of this episode, uncle Tyson, mother's ex lover in college came upon us. He was so angry that he nearly killed the guy and he demanded I tell him everything that happened. So I did. It was then that I learned the truths I hadn't known before." She said and hic upped. She waited a moment to compose herself together. She moved her head from hiding and placed it on her knee. She looked straight ahead, unblinking as silent tears trailed down her cheeks. I didn't know how to react to what she had just told me. It explained why she was so messed up. Well I thought she was but obviously there was something else going on that I didn't know about.

"Uncle Tyson was no longer uncle." She barked a laugh. "He was actually my father. In college, he and his girlfriend had a fight and in anger he went to sleep with my mother. Who was actually his girlfriend's twin sister. There had been a big battle and a lot of pain and heartbreak but they had resolved the issue. Then when Troy was born, there was a party going on. My 'dad' got drunk and my mother took advantage of him by sleeping with him. A few months later, she was found pregnant with his child. Terence, Travis, Selena, Selene and Troy are all my half siblings. Same father but different mothers. My mother is their mother's twin."

"Wait…what!" I asked. I was trying to follow the story but I was a tad bit confused. She sighed.

"Think of it this way. My mother went and slept with Troy's father, her own sister's husband, and became pregnant with me."

"Oh"

"And when it was found out that she had been having that guy sleep with me in other to keep him, father wanted her arrested. But she went and pleaded with her sister who is my aunt and my aunt helped her escape to a different continent totally. Because of the sleeping around, I had to be carefully tested to make sure I hadn't contracted any illness. And that test revealed something a condition I had always had since I was born." She said and went silent again.

"Which was?"

"Heart failure. I had a very weak heart and my days on earth were numbered. The doctor said there was no way my heart could last me past my twenty first birthday unless I had a heart transplant. Even as a child, I knew the danger of such a surgery, I was so scared I refused to do it. The doctors told dad to give me time to think about it since I still had a couple of years ahead of me, during that time, I was registered as Aunties daughter but she made it clear she didn't like me. At the time, dad was often away and without anyone to protect me, she treated me badly. I guess you can say the anger she felt toward my mother, she poured it on me. Eventually I grew rebellious and began living the clubbing life. My family are very big on appearances, clubbing does not look good. Then I made it seem like I was going around sleeping with people. By the time I realized it, I had created this persona of me that wasn't real but became real because that persona was strong and could put up with the scorn of people. She didn't need any body."

She stopped telling the story here and sighed. She turned her gaze to me and in them I saw something that chilled me. There was this hopelessness in her, this sort of defeat that worried me. What happened to the strong girl I had come to know and love?

"But me, the real me inside is that child that was raped, hurt and left unhealed. When I was 18, I fell in love with a singer. And for a while I was able to stop pretending to be the bad girl I've made you believe I am. I loved him and I thought he loved me, but in the end, he chose his music over me. That was when I vowed I would never love again. Besides, what did I know about love? My mother never loved me; my father thought love meant giving me materialistic things and my siblings with the exception of Troy saw me as the personification of the woman who had tried to steal their mother's happiness. The only kind of affection I have ever known is that of Troy but even then, when his mother is involved, he never stood up for me. So I denounced love, believing that without love, I can live a happy peaceful life. When I met you, I hadn't expected you to love me or anything. I hadn't expected any of this. Lita actually bet that I couldn't keep a guy friend so befriending you was supposed to be me showing her that I could so keep a guy friend. And now look, I've messed it all up." She said and looked out the window. I was suddenly very glad that we had not gone to school. If we had, I would never have come to know her as I now did. She has suffered so much in her life, no wonder she was so twisted.

"You're a virgin." I said. She scoffed.

"Have you been listening to me?" she asked with a raised brow.

"Tell me, other than that guy, who else gve you slept with?" I asked.

"No one."

"When your virginity is forcefully taken away from you, when it is not freely give, a person can still claim their virginity. Second of all, I heard about something called second time virginity or something. It's is when you don't have sex after for a long time. Your, um, well private parts close up again like a virgin. Which in this case explains why I couldn't so easily enter into you."

"So your saying that after being raped for nearly six months, I am still a virgin."

"Did you give your consent to be raped?"

"Yes."

"What?" she shook her head.

"I would be beaten so badly that there were times I just couldn't fight it anymore."

"That is not consent." I said.

"Whatever you say." She said and turned over to lie down. Her back was to me. I laid at her back, propelled her to me and crossed my leg over her tighs.

"Look at me." I breathed in her ear.

"Darien…"

"Please." She sighed and turned around. I touched her cheek as we gazed into each other's eyes.

"I love you." She rolled her eyes. "Just hear me out. I love you and I don't have any music to take me away from you or anything that will take me away from you. Besides, true music is the beat and the words of heart. That guy was a fool to leave a treasure like you for music. Serena, I don't know why but I've been crazy about you since the moment I met you. My heart is no longer my own. I have never been in love before but I know love when it lives inside me. Please, I'm begging you, believe me. I will never hurt you. I just want you to be happy." I said, very and sincerely meaning every word.

"Stop talking to me and make love to me already." She said.

"No."

"No?" she asked, her eyes becoming suspicious.

"No, not until the day you believe and accept my feelings." I said. She sighed.

"Do you want me to rape you?" she asked.

"You can try but you won't get far, I promise you." I said with an amused smile. She stared at me incredulous, sighed in frustration and turned back around to face the window.

"Serena?"

"Leave me alone." She replied. For a while I didn't say anything. I eventually sighed and propelled her against my body and wrapped my arms around her.

"Serena please. I just don't want what's between us to be only that of physical pleasures. Please, understand that." I begged. I would make love to her if she insisted, but until I have gotten through to her heart, making love to her will have no meaning.

"I know." She said and touched my hand. She squeezed and sighed. "I know."

I drew closer to her neck and kissed. She sighed with content.

"Sleep with me." I sighed at her request. "Not like that. I just want to sleep. I'm a bit tired. Will you just hold me?"

Oh, so that was what she meant.

"Of course. Forever I will hold you and protect you." I said. She turned around to face me.

"Sleep on top of me." she said.

"Huh?"

"I mean lie on top of me. I am calmed by your weight on me." she said.

"Oh." I climbed on top of her and she wrapped her arms around me.

"Mmmm, your weight on me feels good." She said.

"You're weird." I said.

"I know." She replied. We held each other like this for a while until I felt her heart beat slow down and her breathing consistent. I knew then she had fallen asleep. I slip off a little to the side so she could have more room to breathe. I pulled the blanket over us and held her close to me.

"Goodnight my angel." I said, kissed her softly on the cheek and eventually fell asleep beside her.

Who would have thought that day would be the beginning of heaven and hell!

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