Unify
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Chapter 3: Unify
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At this point I can’t tell if it was a stupid or a brilliant idea to trick the media into thinking we’re in a relationship…
Since neither of us had ever been open about our love life it was easy to fool them… but what’s with this situation?
“You don’t like the house?” Samuel asked me in a sort of concerned sounding voice.
“It’s not about disliking it…” It was an expensive mansion in a high distinct street with good security. Of course it was fine by me but… “Why not my own apartment? Why should we live together here?” I asked but before he could tell me anything, Samuel turned on the news channel on the TV.
“……..?” As I turned my attention on the screen I saw the reporter standing in front of my own apartment building. “So they’re ransacking the place…” I mumbled under my breath as I crossed my arms.
“It’s not a good time to go back there but you can whenever you want to, if you don’t mind the cops that probably looked through everything in that house plus your underwear.” Samuel didn’t have even the least bit of mockery in his voice, rather than that he just seemed to be speaking matter of factly, that or maybe it was just his sense of dry humor that I found difficult to understand.
“I have to burn them after I get back…” I muttered feeling disgusted at the thought. “Did you live here with her?” I asked while looking around, the mansion seemed far too plain to have had two people living there.
“Why, are you jealous?” Samuel asked me in a sort of playful manner.
“No, rather I don’t see how anyone could have lived here, it looks too simple, no personality whatsoever.” I declared without minding my words much.
“I don’t like decorating, and Jasmine didn’t care either, she didn’t live here.” Samuel said and those words somehow made me pause.
“Why would you let me live here but not your own partner?” I raised an eyebrow in suspicion, but Samuel didn’t look the least bit embarrassed about any of this.
“Who knows, maybe you’re special.” He said with that same indifferent sounding voice as before, only I couldn’t see his expression this time.
“Hm…” I looked around a bit more, there was barely any trace of there being anyone else besides him there. Which made this spacious apartment look incredibly pointless for a single man to live in. Plus he mentioned being unable to get erect so I doubted he brought back women on the daily… just what was his deal?
“Do you have any idea where we should start looking?” Samuel asked me as he made his way to the sofa. “Your so called husband seems to have went overseas on a honeymoon trip with someone else, you must be angry.”
“He’s not exactly my husband, even if I call him that, we never got officially married since it would affect business.” I lied, that wasn’t the reason. The truth was I didn’t want Mark to have to be put into this dangerous world just because of his connection to me.
“That so?” Samuel didn’t seem to believe me either but I wasn’t going to allow him to question me anymore than this. It was strange and maybe I didn’t see it right but at that moment Samuel seemed a bit happy that I wasn’t actually married to Mark.
“Knowing him he’d chosen a secluded place far away, an island maybe, it would be fitting… Let’s search areas with nice beaches and hotels that are on the less expensive side.” I said while sitting down at my laptop and searching up places overseas.
“Why’s that? He smuggled quite a large sum of money from you, wouldn’t he be spending it more freely than being a cheapskate about it?” Samuel questioned.
“Not at all, he’d avoid using large amounts of money if he can help it… and he’s probably allocated the funds to separate banks so that he won’t get caught…” I said while looking through the results, it wasn’t so much as my intuition as much as the knowledge I had of Mark while we lived together. He was a frugal person, I knew that much, he was putting a lot of money aside and I never asked him about it, I never imagined he was doing it all so he could runaway with some b***h like that…
“How about this place?” Samuel asked while pointing at my screen with his index finger. “It seems like they have a special offer going on now and everything it 50% off. Would he choose that?” He wondered out loud.
“There are direct flights from here as well… and the last one departed the same day he ran away…” Whether I wanted to admit it or not, Samuel was spot on.
“Should we go then?” Samuel asked me, and again I foolishly thought it was a joke… it was only several hours later that we arrived at this beautiful island together and got to our hotel room…
“You really don’t joke around about anything, do you?” I asked, trying to hide my bewilderment. He was the type of person that can just pack up and leave on a moment’s notice which was surprising to me.
“Not when it comes to people and things I care about.” Samuel remarked, it made me think that maybe he did love Jasmine, since he’s willing to go so far to see her again.
“Let’s go out and see if we can spot them ourselves-” I tried to walk out the door but he grabbed me by my waist and pulled me back.
“You get motion sickness, right?” Samuel asked me while allowing me to lean against him.
“So what of it? That short boat ride we had wasn’t anything much…” I remarked, in truth I not only got jet lag from the flight but then motion sickness from the stupid boat we were on to get here. I wasn’t feeling well but I wanted to get things over with quickly.
“It does matter, there’s no need to rush.” Samuel said while laying me down on the bed. “Besides what use is it to get revenge where you’re too sick to even enjoy it?” He asked with a sort of mocking voice though I didn’t find it bad…
Maybe I really am sick, cause why do I think this guy is actually… rather good looking…
“How did you know I have motion sickness?” I asked as I felt my eyes were closing, I was already sleepy because of it all, and the urge to throw up was only surprised because of my tiredness.
“You told me a long time ago…” Samuel’s words echoed in my ears but I barely managed to pay attention to him as I rested my head on his arm, using it as a pillow.
I wasn’t asleep but I kept my eyes shut cause the room around me felt like it was spinning. “Talk some more… I don’t like sleeping in silence…” I muttered under my breath.
“Did Mark usually talk to you until you fall asleep?” Samuel asked me and I felt like I barely had the energy to reply to him.
“Sometimes… but more often we’d do… something else.” I omitted the last part, realizing I had no business telling this guy about my love life.
“What exactly did he do then?” Samuel asked me in a low whisper near my ear, it made me strangely conscious of him.
By the time my head was somewhat better, I opened my eyes and grabbed his right hand, then placed it on my waist. “He’d hold me like this…”
At that Samuel seemed to understand and tighten his grip around my waist, pulling me in with one hand, the other I still used as a pillow. Only now our faces were inches away from each other.
“Anything else he did?” Samuel asked with a sort of expressionless face but his eyes looked like he was enjoying this.
“If I did tell you, I’m afraid your girlfriend Jasmine would be very jealousy.” I said as I pushed him aside and turned my back to him, pulling one of the larger pillows on the bed for myself.
“She’s the one that cheated on me… I doubt she cares anymore. And I don’t have feelings for such a person…” I couldn’t tell what he felt because I wasn’t looking at his face but from his words alone I could tell he truly was over with her… maybe he felt the same way I did about Mark…
Maybe all that love that he once felt was now disappointment and hatred… maybe we’re more similar than I thought… my head began hurting again as such things passed through my mind…
Throughout the years I’ve become far too reliant on Mark’s presence that it’s been difficult for me to sleep for the past week without him…
So now that I’m on the verge of exhaustion, each day that I’d slept for only 4 hours or less, it was mixing it with the horrible jet lag and motion sickness, making me unable to think clearly…
I want to sleep…
“Hey… if it will help you sleep better, I can do what he did for you.” Samuel said while placing his hand on my shoulder. Why were we sleeping in the same bed anyways? There was a perfectly nice couch he could go to and yet…
“I doubt you can, since you can’t get it up.” I said that on purpose to make him angry. I didn’t want to be vulnerable in front of him like this and I wasn’t going to admit to him the truth either…
“I mentioned it before but… penetration isn’t the only way one can feel good.” Samuel’s low whisper next to my ear made my entire body tingle a bit. I don’t know if it’s because of the exhaustion or maybe I’ve been pent up for the past week, but it didn’t seem like a bad idea to me at that moment.
“Let’s see what you can do then.” I said while pulling him in for a kiss. My muddled brain seemed to be becoming even foggier, but his lips that touched mine were softer than I expected and the smell of his cologne made me feel at ease…
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