Chapter 6: Son
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For a moment, I was unable. I was staring blankly to nowhere as my mind poorly processed what just happened. All the while I tried convincing myself not to believe it. Perhaps, I’m dreaming. It’s been several times already that I have nightmares because of all of these.
"I'm not a daddy's pleaser," said the voice who I know has the power to manipulate my body into nothingness. "It’s probably you. You're his mistress anyway. It's your duty to please him."
His usual vacant eyes were shrouded with playful mocking that makes me really feel uncomfortable. I don't know how he makes me feel uneasy with his glare when I didn’t do anything wrong to him.
But it's maybe his voice and the way he looks at me. He is not disgusted or what but just looking at me with a complete mockery.
I blinked my eyes rapidly to help myself wake up from reverie. The feel of his lips on mine is still fresh, it feels like they still lingered on mine. I wanted to touch it so badly but I don’t want him to realize how astounded I am at his scandalous action.
He just kissed me for god sake! And in front of his asleep father. If he thinks of me as his mother, he should never have done that. The kiss was too sensual for a good night kiss he was claiming. If Mr. Montevalles saw it, he would go berserk and might have killed me in an instant.
If this guy did that assaultive act in some situation or circumstances, I'm sure I'd slap him straight in the face and kick him where it would hurt the most. But this is different.
My world turned a sudden abrupt movement but beside it, I also felt anxious. Anxious which I really know for what reason. And I don’t want him to notice how shaken I was. I don't want him to think that I am that weak to be moved and act crazy for a kiss. Probably just a simple kiss to him but not to me. That's my first kiss for goddamm sake! He just stole it and said it's a good night kiss? What the hell is wrong with him!?
I loudly gulped as I refrained from fisting my hands. He really has this unseen power where he can seem to watch my every movement. If he’s a supernatural being, I won’t be surprised. But he is a mere human. He makes me look at everything he does so exaggeratedly that it frustrates me. I know how much satisfaction it would bring him to know how my world crumbled because of his advantages. And I don’t want to give him that satisfaction.
With my head held high, I tried to look taller and bravely faced him. I kept my lips tightly shut to control myself from shouting profanities to his annoying face. I need to be wise to whatever I am about to say. I don't want to give anything away about what I am feeling.
"I suggest you don’t do it again. It’s for the better. Be whatever kiss it is, especially in front of your father.” I am proud of myself for being able to say it with bravery and without my lips trembling because of anger.
We stared at each other, both being drowned by each other glaring eyes. It was when I heard the struggle moan of Mr. Montevalles that I stopped that ridiculous staring contest. I darted my eyes to check the old man but after seeing he is all fine, I decided it’s best for me to leave the room.
I can't take being with that son again. From day one, I have been putting so much effort into enduring his presence. Especially after what he did now! He wasn’t doing anything before but I already feel uneasiness because of something unexplainable, what more now after his unwelcome kiss. And it's the worst moment to remember!
I closed the door to my room as soon as I got inside, but the intruder’s arm appeared in the middle of its closing. I gasped with his sudden and quick movements. I wasn’t aware he was following me.
He walked inside without asking for permission and grabbed my arm along with him. He kicked the door closed with his foot. The room was a total dark so I quickly turned the light switch on. But he turned me around, pushed me against the wall, and turned off the switch next to my head.
"What do you think you are doing?” I snarled firmly to his face but with a little low voice, afraid that anyone might hear us from outside. I pushed my hands against his chest but he instantly grabbed them and pinned above my head.
"What's wrong with a simple kiss?" His voice is like a silent roar and despite the darkness surrounding us, I was able to watch how his jaw tightly clenched.
I suddenly wanted to laugh hard. Is he really that crazy? What's wrong? He is asking what is wrong with that? God, either he is stupid or crazy, or both!
"What's wrong?" I chuckled bitterly and with annoyance. "Are you crazy? You just kissed me that way in front of your unconscious dad and you actually have the face to ask me what is--"
"I'm aware that you probably think of us here crazy," his voice became dangerous and even rougher. "But that's not what I'm asking you about..."
When he inched closer, I tried to struggle but his hold on me tightened a bit more that it hurt me. For a brief moment, I doubted myself and questioned if he is at fault or it is me who wronged him. How can he act towards me this way?
He is mad which he should not. Isn’t me who is supposed to be with him but instead, I chose not to because I don’t want to cause more trouble. I do not want any complications. But look at what he did, he followed me here and did this as if he is not satisfied with all his mess.
Is it my fault now that he is becoming scarier to me? Why can’t he just keep his mouth shut and his body unmoving? That’s what he is good at especially when his father started throwing attacks on me.
"I'm demanding you to answer what the hell is wrong if I kissed you in front of my sick dad. We all know you're not his wife and he's not your husband. Why is he allowed to kiss and I am not?" he's seething in rage as he looks at me deadly.
For a minute, I was dumbfounded. It took me a full minute before I completely comprehend his words. Of course, I know everyone’s aware I am not really part of this family but his honest admittance stilled me. At least now, I am positive I didn’t experience accidents and don't have lapses in my memory. All these people are crazy for even trying to make this show, making a fool out of everyone including me. And about kissing me in front of his dad? Jealousy?
No way! It's surely just his ego. But that doesn’t change how wrongfully his deeds are. I don’t want to compare and say who is better than who. But his father never attempted to kiss me!
"You just admitted that you all here are crazy," I pointed out, wanting him to know it came out from his very own lips. If I judged this crazy from being crazy to the bone, they can’t blame me because he first admitted it. "But I want you to know that no one from the two of you, you and your father, can kiss me whenever you want to. Especially the way you did―"
I wanted so bad to whimper. If I could only take it to my being to kill just one person.
He has no idea how my hatred for him is growing rapidly because of his assault earlier. And he just has to do it again to provoke me? Doing the same assault again and it's so frustrating I wanted to cry out loud so he will know how frustrated I am. He is continuously evading my privacy like it's nothing!
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