Urgh?
She mumbled, she can't open up her eyes, something glued her eyes for no reason. She's up from bed as her arm reaches out something near her but fails.
What really happened to her? Is that because she did so much homeworks last night and her eyes stopped working?
NO!
She can't be blind yet. No! This is not possible. Someone help me please!
"Belle?"
Her ears hear someone calling her name but she can't open her eyes. "Who's there? Who are you? What do you want? Why can I open my eyes!"
Her arm stretched out. "Hello? Please if you can hear me, show me the way or path. I can't see".
She felt someone touch her hand. This is not a Gibson hand. She knows the difference between her hand and his hand. This is someone else's hand who reached her.
But who?
"Hello?"
The hands are soft, very very soft and cold. Cold? Is she dead? That is also not possible either. What if? Maybe?
"Belle?"
The soft hand covered both of her eyes, she felt the burden lifted from her eyes. The soft hand also lifted, slowly she opened her eyes. As she open, and the only thing she see is _
"Hi, Belle".
It's Emma. If she sees Emma right now? So, she's not dead, not yet dead but a dream. A dream brought her to see Emma again. She reaches Belle hand in smile.
"Come, shall we sit over there?"
She pointed at the big tree. A familiar tree she saw before, is that the same tree she, Emma and Jake used to hang out together in recess time?
Yes. The same tree. Emma drags her and sits under that tree. "What did I tell you, Belle?"
"About what?"
Emma breathed. "You did fall in love with him".
"No I'm not".
"Yes, you are, Belle". She smiled again. "I saw that. I saw everything. Oh, let me congratulate you about your marriage with him".
Belle frowned, said. "If you saw anything that mean you saw how he fucked me that night!" She grit her teeth. "Did you?"
"I'm innocent. Ugh I can't wait to see _" Her finger pointed at Belle's flat belly. "That, coming out from you".
"What? A baby? Impossible. He touched me once, that's all. How will we convince a baby with one time sex".
Emma chuckled. "It will be more than just sex, Belle". At the moment her face was lightning up, but now _ her face suddenly turned into sadness. Is she really sad that she's going to have Gibson's baby while she's not?
"My mother never stops crying about me, Belle".
So, that was not upsetting. "What can I do to help them? I should bring him to justice. Your justice, Emma".
"You don't need to do that. She must forget about me. That should do it".
"She is a mother, Emma. She carried you and you lived inside her for nine month then you were born. Every last moment she shared with you is a memory she had. What kind of mother will forget about her own daughter. She will remember you even after your death, because you're the only daughter she had in her life".
Emma leans her back on the tree. She stared up for a while.
"This tree? Where I used to sleep underneath it. It's calm, green and chilling. I went to heaven, Belle. And I met the God. I met the Angel. I suddenly fell in love with one of the Angels. They are kinda cute".
"Seriously?"
"Yup. I saw my road life and I saw how it ended too". Smile, she patted Belle laps. "I saw yours too".
"And tell me how I will end this".
Emma shakes her head no. This is the secret between the angel and God's itself. Every person has their own destiny, faith and life, which she cannot tell even she knows.
"Why not?"
Emma rose up from where she sat. She walks and slowly leaves Belle behind.
"Emma! Why not! Tell me how I will end this!"
"The only thing you can find out _ is you".
She smiled, then went with the wind and carried her body away.
Belle jolted from her sleep. Heavily breathing, she turns to her side where Gibson sounds asleep beside her. Her hand laid on her flat belly, then her eyes on her wedding rings on her left finger.
What's that supposed to mean?
She feels sweaty, uncomfortable to resume her sleep. She's up from bed and took a cold shower. Towel around her body, she stood in front of the mirror. She didn't know what time it was, she was shocked to see Gibson burst inside the bathroom and brush his teeth on the sink.
She watches him. Bare chest, he wears white satin pajama pants. He looks up from the sink, slowly he turns to her while brushing his teeth. Her body suddenly felt hot and her blood was boiling inside as she looked at him, her eyes dropping on his member inside his satin pants.
Her hand really wanted to touch it. What really is wrong with her?
Her eyes look up at him back. He spit the toothpaste on the sink, washed his mouth, then wiped it with a towel. He turned to her again, his eyes on her pink towel wrapped around her body.
Her hair is wet and smells of shampoo around him. She got closer to him for no reason as their eyes met. She felt this internal sexual attraction to him.
Oh, fuck it!
Suddenly she jumped on him, wrapped her legs around his waist. He caught her. Both them share rough, passionate kissing inside the bathroom.
That moment, his feet brought them two back to bed, he laid her on bed, she didn't care what happened next, as she knew she was completely naked after Gibson pulled her pink towel away from her body. He pulled down his satin pants and pushed his erect member inside her.
Tights and roughness.
Both moan between their kisses. He groaned that Belle accidently scratched his back body, when he pushed his member deep inside her. He sucked, biting her neck. He sucked her nipples that makes her want him fucked her more.
He stop, breathing. Their eyes met again.
"Don't stop!"
She said, Gibson resumed his doing. How many times they reach their climax, how many times both of them moan each other's name, including how we could hear Belle screaming and moaning so loud. How many of his seeds spilled, buried deep inside her.
They don't need to count that. She feeling fucking good right now. Both breathing, Gibson laid on top of her and was sweating. She needs her second shower right now. They two need it before going to school.
Gibson lifted up from her, carried her in his arm walking back inside the bathroom. He turned the cold shower, what we don't know. They two resuming their passionate sex inside the bathroom.
Later that moment. Both Gibson and Belle are ready for school. Hear cars honking in front of the house. Craig arrives. Their eyes met again, Gibson pulled her closer to him and gave another kiss.
Before he broke the kiss, and led her downstairs. He swung the door open, and he met Craig.
"You're late?" Craig looks over Gibson's shoulder, where he sees Belle standing behind him. "I smell something between you two". He smirks.
Gibson nods. "You two better go first. Doesn't matter if I am late or not. As long as I'm not my wife".
"That does. Come, Belle. We're late. No _ actually you are late".
Belle walked past Gibson, he opened the door for his wife and shut the door. He watch Craig brought his wife to school.
As for him? He started the engine and went to a nearby restaurant where he could buy his breakfast and lunch for hers too.
"I smell semen all over you, Belle". Said Craig, her eyes wider. "I'm not mad nor jealous. I told you last night, you did fall in love with him and you don't believe me".
Silent for a moment, he spoke back. "You want to run away again?"
She turned to him. "I will". He sighs and smiles.
Noon arrives. Belle sits studying the food on her plate. Something unusual, something new. Other students receive the same food while not hers. She received different food for her lunch today. She looked around the cafeteria.
No sight of her stalker giving her food but who did?
"What's up moon pie". Betty sits and follows the others. "Why are you staring at that thing?"
Rosie studies Belle's lunch food. "I know what this food is coming for?"
"You do?" Betty studies. "Mr. Mckenzie?" Rosie nodded. "Oh, yeah. I hear Mr. Danvers told the cafeteria staff to give you this. It's from your cousin, he said you're late and forgot to eat your breakfast. So, he will come back this afternoon and give you this".
Belle looks up at Betty. It wasn't from Craig but Gibson himself. "Mr. Mckenzie restaurant is the best in town. Seriously the best. My mom never stops eating his special order".
"Owh, that special order. My family brought it too. And they repeat it more and more". Said Sebastian, he wrote in his memo. "If this school is having a celebration, whatever party involves, I will suggest Mr. Mckenzie".
Tony spoke. "How's your interview with _ what is that name again?"
Belle ignores them as her eyes on the plate. She wants to vomit because of her late breakfast and she is about to faint.
"Come on, Verena. Just eat. It's from your cousin why you are afraid of". She reaches for the spoon and starts to eat, Betty smiles. "That's my girl".
Later that evening. Gibson already arrives at the house, standing at the porch waiting for Belle to come home. Craig turns off the engine as she gets out of the car and runs inside the house. Both men sit on the porch.
"Duty call".
"What about her?"
"You're her husband. Let said _ you have too. I don't know when I can come back here. It's been what? Months since you started abducting her, and I came after that. She's your wife now, and you fucked her. Of course she will listen to you no matter what".
Gibson sighs, he leans on a chair. "Tonight is my flight. I need to say goodbye to her ''.
Moments later. She hugs Craig tightly around his waist, not wanting to let him go.
She cried so hard, his shirt wet because of her tears. His hand patted her back. "I'm not going to die".
"Are you going because of him?" She muttered. "Aren't you?"
"No, Belle. It wasn't him but me". He looked into her eyes. "Your nice girl and wife, Belle. He loved you so much that I could tell. I'm a doctor and they need me in the hospital, if you want to talk with me. You can just call".
She snorted, said. "I don't had fucking phone with me, how should I call or text you".
"Persuade him to buy you a new one".
"Urgh, I'll try. He won't. The police could trace us, remember? That's why". He nodded. "Why do you need to leave, Craig? Please don't leave me here with him".
He smile, cupped her face. "You are here because he's your husband and because of that you don't need me here. You don't need me to be by your side forever. He deserves to be yours ''.
He wiped her tears. "You're strong, Belle. I know you are. Be a good wife to him, he deserves that".
"He didn't try to buy me a TV". She cried.
Chuckle said. "He will. Maybe after I leave he'll buy you the tv you want". He gives her last hugs as his eyes on Gibson.
"This is where I leave you, Belle. So long". He nods to Gibson, then he walks toward the car. "Be gentle to your wife, Gibs. She needs your attention. I prayed for you both happiness".
Entering the car, he started the engine with a sigh. He hated to leave her behind but he must. He cannot stay here with Belle, she had him, her husband.
What will Gibson say about him if he oversteps? She will be happy with Gibson after he leaves.
He drove his car from behind. Belle chases him until she stops on the side of the road where she never stops crying over Craig. She watches him from far until his car is no longer to be seen.
Sobbing, Gibson appeared behind her. "Belle?" He whispers. "Come, let's get inside".