Raine Aksenov
Paris, France: Oeillet de règne Académie Dormitory
Breaking News: One of the most powerful men in New York, Haze Anthony, was found dead under the abandoned bridge in Syracuse, New York City near a bar called Sober Palace.
"Yes, Dad... I heard," I lazily said to my father over the phone as I rubbed my blurred vision away with my hand.
The hot touch of the sun rays woke me up first before the ringing of my phone second thing in the morning, only to be reading the headline of a famous man in New York who committed a crime on himself.
"Really...? Well, that's bad. There's no accident here in France for a while," I tried to keep up with my father's narration, "And I'm alone in my dorm, I promise..."
Looking at the mirror, I noticed my shoulder-length black hair was messy with portions sticking out and my brown eyes were half-covered by my heavy eyelids. My pale skin started to become flush red as I stared longer at my reflection.
"He managed to enjoy himself with two girls before jumping off... What a mad bastard!" he exclaimed and continued to complain about the incident while I just agreed to all of it.
I would not believe that a man as great as Haze Anthony would commit suicide, I mean his life was almost as perfect as heaven. Two witnesses said that he was in a drunken state when he did it, kind of dumb on that part.
"I'm sure you can handle the money he left behind... And please send my condolences," I said before grabbing my coffee mug and taking a sip from my hot coffee, "Goodbye..."
"Wait, Raine... Don't you want to talk to Relieder ?" the soothing voice of my Father convinced me to talk to the devil, himself. I let out a heavy sigh before muttering the words 'of course, I'd love to'.
"Hey... Raine dear! I have some news to tell you..." Relieder's cheerful voice scared me to death for some reason. It's never the same feeling for me, he was my childhood best friend but he wanted me to break that title and become something more.
It's hard for me because he got my father's interest in that idea. I love my Father but I think it's my right to choose who will I Love.
"Hey... Rel" I answered back and sat on my couch because of my wobbly legs barely making me stand up straight. I was so busy thinking about the next words that I didn't hear the front door slamming open and close.
"Yeah, Hey Rel" I heard a voice from behind me; it was Saccharide with hands on his waist and a face full of anger. His messy grey hair covered his left eye while his black jacket flawlessly fell from his broad shoulders.
His sudden appearance shocked me that I didn't hang up the phone call the second I heard his manly voice, his face resembled that of a lion when it already spotted its prey. I can't move because I know that if I do, he will punish me very hard.
But it's his happiness...
My pain...
"What are you doing...? Come on! Keep talking to your little boyfriend!" he shouted at me before violently tossing his backpack on the floor.
My phone slipped out of my hand because of the distress and it hit the marble floor, making a soft crunch that made us both close our eyes briefly. I looked at Saccharide's fierce hazel eyes as they travel from mine to the phone.
"Raine-! What the fuck is happening?! Are you alright?!" The voice of Relieder has never frightened me this much before. But at this moment, the only thing I could think of is to smash my phone into bits or to tell Saccharide that it was my father who called first.
But my mouth would not participate...
"Bitch..." I heard him mutter before looking at me. I, on the other hand, can't avert my gaze as time slowed down with every tick of the clock.
"Saccharide. I- I can explain!" my voice quivered as he just stared at me as if I did a major crime. He let out a big sigh as his fists curled up and started to turn white from the prevention of blood circulation.
I stood up as quickly as possible to acquire my phone on the floor, but he took it from the floor first and held it near his right ear. He smiled and gestured me to go straight to the kitchen before mouthing me the words 'let's talk once I'm done'.
Chills went down my spine as I felt his stares raining down on me while I made my way to the kitchen to make him a coffee. As I was staring at the swirling vortex of liquid, I saw an image of Saccharide pouring his hot coffee on my head.
"It- It feels good..." I muttered as my drool dripped down to be mixed with the steaming beverage.
My face started to heat up when my fear of being hurt again by him is going to happen any minute soon. It seems crazy but I wanted to feel the liquid burning my skin and see if it makes up for the mistake I've done to him.
"See if I can tell her one of your bullshits!" I could hear Saccharide shouting from the living room followed by unidentified cursing words.
Letting go of the spoon I was mixing the coffee with, I held my head tight and sat in a corner crying my eyes out quietly. I asked myself why I fell in love with Saccharide Heinz in the first place. But the more I think about it, the more important question for me is...
"Do I love him for him-" I asked myself before adding a spoon of sugar to his coffee.
I am confused.
I am terrified.
But at the same time, I felt very little pleasure being in danger.
"- Or is it because he has many similarities with-" I stopped myself before I could utter the word that I mustn't say.
My little fantasy was disturbed when I heard a loud crashing from the living room followed by thunderous stomps making their way to my place. I stood up, wiped my tears, and got back to making Saccharide's coffee.
My body felt stiff when he finally stepped into the room, I was not facing him but I can feel his strong presence inside the space. I took a deep inhale before lifting the coffee mug off the counter; my hands were shaky as I turned to face him.
I just looked down on the floor while offering him the coffee I made. He took a step closer before lifting my chin to face him, which made my eyes close. I was waiting for the impact but it never came.
"Raine..." he chuckled.
I opened my eyes to look at him and I was beyond surprised when he was smiling. Not his scary smile but his genuine smile. Just by seeing him smile, I blushed and averted my eyes from his stare.
I don't know what Relieder said to him but he seems happy with the news. The news must be huge if it made Saccharide calm enough not to hurt me. What could it be...?
"Seriously...? A coffee. Again?" he asked and moved my side bangs covering my face to tuck it behind my left ear.
"It- it's for you Saccharide..." I whispered before he took it from my hands and took a sip out of it.
"It's delicious-" he said.
I smiled at what it seems like a compliment before feeling boiling water splashed onto my head. My skin felt hell as the steaming liquid covered my skin and clothes almost giving me blisters and sunburns. The sweet smell of the beverage suffocated me as my tears began to fall because of the burning sensation.
"-and hellish HOT..." I heard Saccharide whispered in my ear before setting the empty mug down on the counter behind me.
I stared at the floor and watched as the coffee drips from my clothes, down onto the floor. My movements became more painful when I checked the wounds on my abdomen and shoulder blades. Before I knew it, Saccharide lifted me and made me sit on the counter.
"You didn't think that I will let you go off with that mistake, huh Raine...?" he asked with his sweet voice sending chills run down my spine after lifting my chin to face him again. "But I will not give you the punishment that you deserve because that wussy gave me pretty good news..."
"Won't you ask what the news is?" he asked and waited for my response but I just shook my head and smiled at him.
"Good Raine dear!" he imitated the voice of Relieder and chuckled while patting my head.
I smiled and looked down again to see Saccharide holding another mug; it took me seconds to realize that it was the mug of coffee I left in the living room. The steam didn't leave indicating that it was still hot. Very hot...
"God... I love how you smile. But no one will beat the happiness it brings me when you cry," he said that made my smile fade and made my eyes focus more on the other mug he was holding.
He must've noticed that I already saw the mug because he brought it up to my face and smirked. I embraced myself for another splash of hot waves but it didn't come where I most expected it.
"I found your coffee back there so I thought you would want it," he said.
I opened my eyes to see Saccharide offering me the coffee to drink. I accepted it but the sight of it makes me remember the agony I experienced a while ago so I just held it and stared at it.
"Drink it..." Saccharide commanded that made me look at him once more, he wasn't smiling anymore rather he had a furious look on his face again. "Drink it! Straight!"
Knowing that I have to do what he says, I brought it up to my lips and took a sip. I felt the hot burn on my tongue so I stopped and accidentally chomped down on my tongue, making blood spurt out from the small wound.
"I said... Drink it straight!" he shouted at me before forcing the mug on my lips and pushing it vigorously, forcing the hot coffee to enter my mouth and run down my throat.
I tried to fight back by turning my head away but he held it in place as the other contents of the coffee ran down my wounds again. All I could do was cry and keep taking in the hot liquid while he was smiling from ear to ear just by seeing me suffer and burn inside.
When it's finally done, I collapsed and landed on his shoulders. I kept my mouth open so the cold air will enter but it was still futile. The sweet taste of the coffee was gone and all I could taste was the blood from my tongue when I accidentally bit it.
"Now, do you still think that you can be with me?" he asked but I didn't answer because I was too caught up catching my breath and cooling down my temperature.
I looked at the fridge and the faucet beside me but I was too weak to even move a muscle to reach any of those so I just stayed there on Saccharide's shoulder, listening to his breathing.
"It can't be helped," I heard him sigh before taking me down from the counter and placing me on the couch in the living room.
He left me and went to the kitchen for a few minutes before rushing back to me, bringing a container full of ice and water. The couch creaked when he sat next to me before placing the large container on the table.
"Hey Raine..." he called me but I didn't respond, I just looked at him and smiled, "You are unbelievable. I just can't get you to stop loving me, can I?"
"No. I love you, Saccharide," I said, sighing in relief when I felt the cold sensation hugging my skin, trailing its way from my shoulder blades and arms to my abdomen. "Even Death can't keep us apart..."
He didn't reply and looked away before holding my hands and squeezing them. I smiled and felt a little blood dribble down my lips, I took my tongue out of my cavern before touching it with my fingers. My blood glistened at the surface of my skin as I turned my fingers from different angles to look at it. That's a lot of blood from a bite!
"Saccharide, I have a problem with my-" I said while showing him my bleeding tongue and my blood-stained fingers. The look on his face was nothing but lust, that's the moment I regretted asking for his help.
"Then let's fix that..." he smirked and picked up an ice cube from the container on the table before putting it in my mouth. "Let it melt a little bit," he commanded before holding my wrist and taking a little inspection on my blood-stained fingers.
I closed my eyes to feel the ice slowly melting in my mouth, therefore curing the acute pain on my tongue. My eyes were shot open when I felt a sudden warm liquid covering my fingers; it was Saccharide's seductively licking the blood off my fingers.
"You taste like coffee..." he proceeded to suck that I flinched and tried to get it out of his wet and hot cavern but I began to lose strength when the pleasure kicked in.
"A bloody coffee..." he managed to talk sexy even if his mouth was full. I didn't talk back because I knew I would only get in trouble so I let him show me how he got my fingers out of his mouth. A slight drip of his saliva was evident from the corner of his mouth while my fingers glistened with his holy liquid.
"Open your mouth," he commanded.
"Wh- Hmmm!" I whimpered when he suddenly leaned in and took advantage of my unguarded slightly opened mouth. He kept ahold of my wrist and shared contact with my body so his weight will keep me lying on the couch.
The melting ice melts faster as both our tongues dance and fought for dominance over a little cube of ice. "Hmmm... Raine," I could smell a mix of his cologne, cigarette, and mint at the same time he tries to call my name on the verge of our passionate kiss.
My eyes were shut for a few minutes but once they were open, I met his eyes staring deep into me. I suddenly got lost in them, so I used my other hand to caress his soft cheek, not long my fingers traveled at the top of his head to ruffle his hair while we kiss.
"Saccharide..." I called him in between his luscious kisses. I still can't get the fact that both of us never got out of breath, I guess practice makes everything perfect. And makes everything last longer.
"Not now," he blandly replied then closed his eyes to let my other wrist go and snaked his hands around my shoulders to travel up my scalp before grabbing a handful of hair to play with.
All we do is dwell in each other's scent for a few minutes before I felt the coldness of the ice disappear and all I could feel is the inferno of our passionate kiss. I opened my eyes once again to see Saccharide's closed eyes with tears, his cheeks were tainted with a blood-red blush.
"Saccharide...- AHHH!" I screamed, my scalp was burning as I felt his fingers pull the fistful of my hair to pull away from our kiss. "Please...-".
"WHY?! How can you possibly be with a monster like me?!" he screamed at my face while his tears kept raining on me like little fireballs, they were hot and they sting my skin every time a drop landed on it.
"Shush..." I softly whispered.
"C'mon hurt me if you must but please don't cry," I comforted him when we sat down again to gain our breath from the kiss; he hugged me like a little child and squeezed me real tight while I patted his back.
"Why...?" he kept asking me although he already knows the answer to that question. "How can you be with me?"
"Because I love you..." I replied.
Those are the three words that he will never say back to me unless he proves that I will never leave him even though he's a psychopath. I believe I can change him, he will HEAL and I need to be there when he does.
"Stop saying that! You know I could not say it back..." he commanded but it was his only command that I cannot follow, "I hurt you but I never showed you that I love you"
"You don't have to show me because you make me feel it" I shushed him before he got up and slapped me multiple times. He was crying while he was doing it but I couldn't stop smiling because I know that pain is his form of love.
"You're bleeding again..." his voice was shaky when he finally stopped bringing impact on my face. He caressed my bleeding lips and brushed his fingers on my swollen cheeks before kissing me again, this time it was soft and gentle.
He stopped and looked at me with serious eyes "You-you're bleeding Raine."
I beamed a smile at him and peck a kiss on his soft lips before saying, "Then let's fix it."
We kissed again more slowly while embracing each other's warmth. My lips sting from the kiss but it was covered completely by the view of Saccharide's gentle eyes.
His childhood was not the best, growing up in a family of generals and getting heavily trained at such an early age; I couldn't blame him if hurting others is all he's ever known. I love to show him that even if you hurt many people, one person will stay by your side.
Despite this torture, I smiled because at least my love will not go unnoticed. I looked at the boy who is currently enjoying my pain. He was all about initiation. He will do anything to prove someone's love by inflicting them the most possible pain there is.
"Raine..." He whispered my name and the pain went away for me.
I want to love him... But before that, I need to accept him because he was one hell of a psycho. At first, it was just a game to him but as the days passed by, I showed him that I am more than serious.
'No pain, no gain'
That's what he always says.
"I want you to give up on me..." Saccharide said.
I looked at him and smiled again. "That's the 29th time, Saccharide. Just like the other 28. I won't give up on you," I tried talking normally but the pain on my face was unbearable that I can't stay being conscious anymore. But I stayed awake just to accompany him until he leaves.
With those words, the boy hugged me, not wanting to let go of his treasure, the treasure that he had a long time ago but he never dared to open until now. He realized that it was more beautiful than gold and jewelry, the outside of the treasure chest was engraved with scratches made by his sword but the inside was full of wonders.
That treasure is Love.
"Tomorrow... you have to finish my poem. That will serve as our marriage contact..." he whispered while I just nodded, enjoyed his warmth so I ignored the blood flowing from my wounds.
Saccharide took a pic using his phone. We have to keep this very moment so our children can see it someday. It's the day where a sadist heals a masochist...
"Does it hurt?" he asked but I just shook my head to say no. He smiled and kissed away the blood from my lips. "With you nothing is painful..." I said and snuggled my face on his neck and sniffed his manly stench.
"I love you, Saccharide..."
I love him most stupidly. I love him with no questions asked. My ambition to become his bliss was finally coming true. "Why are you doing this? I'm a danger to your safety..." he questioned my love for him again.
He loves me in the most unusual and unwanted way. He tried getting me out of his life because he does not want to hurt me when he found out I'm serious but it turns out that my pain was the key to his bliss.
"You're my gun... I can't survive the battlefield without you..." I whispered.
We love each other, no matter how much tears or blood is wasted. No matter which pain is heaven or which happiness is hell...