Chapter 10: Queen
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It will be difficult sleeping because of this guy.onder has gotten into him again to think of doing this.
"I don't know what you're up to, but it will be better for you to go back to your room,” I muttered to the darkness, not bothering to look up at him.
I took a deep breath when he didn’t say anything. I patiently waited but he really chose to keep his silence. Is he asleep? I was about to turn to him when he moved. Now, lying with his side on the bed, he rested his head to his hand while his elbow was on the bed. Because of his position, his warm breath is directly striking my cheek. I tried to avoid it and looked away. But his arm snaking on my stomach stopped me from withdrawing from him. I immediately held his firm arm and attempted to get it off me with no avail.
"I'll sleep here and I'm not going to say it again."
"Then, let me go. You can use the sofa if you really want to sleep here.”
It took him a minute before he spoke again. "You wouldn’t whine like that if I were dad, right?”
I felt goosebumps, not only because of his words but also because of the tone he used. He sounded very disappointed and as if in pain. If I'm just making up things, I'm not sure. It’s probably just part of my hallucinations.
"If my dad was the one doing these things, would you just let him do whatever he wants to do?” he added with his cold tone."
Staring blankly on the ceiling, not really wanting to see his face and his reaction, I replied in an undertone, "You’re not your dad. And he doesn’t do the things you always do.”
He sighed heavily. I felt yet another warm feeling crawl my skin because of his breathing. "I’m not hurting you, Tara. And I will never hurt you.”
The world seems to make an abrupt halt. I don’t want to fool with whatever I’m feeling. But when my heart started beating wildly, I thought I’d lost it. I don’t know what I should do to bring it to a normal pace or how to just ignore it. It's weird and scary.
I slowly turned to him. I only see part of his face. But it’s not a hindrance for me not to notice the sadness he’s feeling through his eyes. I’m not good at describing the emotions of other people. But I think of what I am seeing in his eyes. It’s really the sadness in the reflection of his eyes.
It only appeared for a short moment though. I tried to look deeper to confirm if it’s really gone but he attempted to move closer. I immediately looked away and stared at the ceiling.
"You must have forgotten you are the one who brought me here,” I whispered sadly to the dark. "If you had only let me ask help from others who would really help me.”
"If you had not only stared at me with those eyes,” he whispered back. “You wouldn’t be here beside me if I continued my plan to escape you. And that’ll be my biggest regret, Tara.”
Fear and nervousness were slowly conquering me. He speaks like he is pouring his heart out on me. Things that I don’t understand. I don’t understand why he is speaking like that. And the tone he is using. He has his own family. His father looks at me like his wife. And he is supposed to look at me as his mother. Why he is saying things like these to me now, I can’t comprehend. Or does he want me to be crazy with confusion?
"You have your own family. Stop saying things like that. Don’t say them as if you…” I tightly closed my eyes and took a really deep breath.
Whatever he says about me and his father, it should not affect me. I know very well the reason why I should just ignore his words. He’s married and a son, and above all, he’s out of his mind. This is all nothing but a joke to him. A really big joke. His mind is not clear and not working well. I should really just ignore him.
"As if I like you,’ he added, which I really don’t expect from him. My eyes widened at the ceiling. “I'm not sure. I don't even know why I'm doing this. And I don't want to know."
You’re crazy! I wanted to shout at him. In fact, I have so many things to scream at his face for the sake of him waking up to his senses. The words that are coming out of his lips are scary enough. It’s terrifying if his father had known about this.
"Why are you here?” The irritation came out too obvious in my tone. Did he come here just to tell of those? What is his plan? Is he forgetting that next to this room is the room of his father? And why does this room have to be in between this father and son’s room?
He breathed heavily as if I'd just insulted him. He moved and tiredly laid on the bed with his stomach against the bed. I don’t have to look to know his head is facing me. He didn’t answer. Well, he’s blatantly answering it. But I know he has a reason for going here. I won’t believe him if he tells me he just suddenly thought of sleeping here so he sneaked in here. And of all the time, he really chose to do it when his family is here?
"What are you doing with dad earlier?” He spoke after a moment with himself. My brows furrowed together. "He was about to kiss you if we didn't barge in."
I tiredly sighed. "You’re dad is not like you.”
"Not yet.”
I bit my lower lip and kept my mouth shut. He’s right. His dad was really about to kiss me if they didn’t interrupt him. I just don’t want to admit that to him
"You went here to ask me that?”
"It's not my prior intention. But I saw you were having a hard time falling asleep."
"You saw me?" I asked in shock. I turned my whole body to him but instantly looked away when our lips almost touched. There could be secret holes here where he can watch me here in his room. Or hidden cameras that are connected to his devices. I looked around in search of anything similar to what I am suspecting.
"Don't be ridiculous. I'm only watching you from the terrace."
I nodded once and slowly tried calming myself. Tomorrow, I will check it and make sure to secure all the locks.
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