Je te laisserai des mots was playing as background music to these two beautiful ladies lying naked on the carpeted floor beside the fireplace, expressing their love for each other. The beautiful black-haired pure Thai woman on top of this cute innocently looking British-Thai.
Only the light from the fireplace was their source of light in this huge classic French style room. All things you can see in this room, including this phonograph playing the beautiful but sad melody covering their moans, were all vintage.
Je te laisserai des mots
''I love you.'' Says the Thai woman as she kisses the shoulder blades of the younger lady, and her mouth goes down to the cute lady's collarbones that made the British-Thai lady arch her back, which brought a smirk on the Thai lady's lips that added her charisma.
En sous de la porte
''A-ah.'' Moaned the younger lady when the older one bit the back of her neck.
Tout près de la place où tes pieds passent
''I love you, Rebecca.'' The older lady repeated on the younger lady's left ear, slightly biting it, craving a response. The younger lady's arms were now clinging to the older one's neck. The older lady lifted her head, facing the blurry face of the younger one, and their eyes locked, and they both lent each other lips, connecting it again.
The black-haired woman caresses the younger one's chest, kisses it, and gives all the love she can give. Then she looks up and locks eyes on her beautiful lover, and her hand slowly travels down between the legs of her lover. She can already feel the juices of anticipation in there, but she still looks back at the eyes of this innocent lady, and it gives her permission by nodding its head.
Caché dans les trous de temps d'hiver
''A-ah. Ugh.'' Grunts the younger one. When they finally became one, her lover stopped from entering, but she signaled to continue, and it did, and slowly her lover thrust inside her, which made her scratch the back of her lover. Her nails dug deep in her lover's skin when the pain started being replaced by pleasure.
Embrasse moiQuand tu voudras
''Please say you love, as you are now completely mine.'' Whispered by a Thai woman to her ear as she thrust faster inside, and her hips welcomed every thrust it made. They were like dancing in harmony while doing it.
Embrasse moiQuand tu voudras
''AH. AH.AH'' She is now a moaning mess; she had never felt this heavenly feeling her entire life, and she suddenly felt something wanting to explode inside her. Her toes curled as she was trying to reach something, and her hip pace came so fast she even clipped both legs on her lover's waist, reaching for something.
''Urmph.'' She bit her lover's shoulder, sweats on her forehead, and disheveled hair. She looks at her lover's dilated eyes, mirroring hers.
*Embrasse moi
Quand tu voudras*
''I reserve my body, heart, and soul just for you, Freen.'' The younger girl manages to say while struggling to breathe after reaching the sweet bliss of heaven.
''How dare you sleep with that woman? Our family is a noble family; you are supposed to marry the prime minister's son. How dare you put our family on shame like this for just a mere servant?''
'' Rebecca.'' Says the black-haired, beautiful lady standing at the edge of this cliff wearing a white vintage nightgown, facing the roaring ocean in front of her. The dark sky illuminated because of lightning with the angry sound of thunder.
A tear escaped on the lady's left eye as the memories repeatedly came flashing in her mind. Her right hand slowly pulled her silky hair as you can see her tears started streaming from her eyes as it was in a deep transition of events in her mind.
Another scene of them in two but different time frames came in picture.
''Rebecca .. No, don't leave me. Look at me. I came back to you.''
''I came back.''
''I'm here.''
The low, hoarse voice of Freen holding Rebecca's dead body was full of pain. Blood from Rebecca's slit pulse is tainting the white wedding dress that kneeling Freen was wearing.
''Forgive me for leaving you. I love you. I love you.'' She continued talking to Rebecca's dead body as tears wouldn't stop flowing from her eyes as her sadness and regret were also overflowing.
And another scene again came in a different timeline but in the same life-and-death situation, but the two of them are on the same cliff as the last woman was standing.
''Please don't die on me again. You are so unfair.'' Freen said to Rebecca while holding her hand, not letting both of them fall on the rocks under them. Freen was holding Rebecca's right hand while she's embracing her left hand on the tree's body as support to pull Rebecca up.
''You can't take it anymore, Freen, just let me go,'' says Rebecca.
''No. I am not letting you go this time, Urgh.'' Freen insisted, still trying to pull their bodies up, not wanting to see a dying Rebecca again. In this lifetime she can finally be able to remember their past, and all she did was put Rebecca away from dying; she is not letting it happen again. That's why she's more than willing to give her life, not wanting to see a dying Rebecca again.
''I promise not just to find you but to find a world where we can have the power to fight for our love to finally be happy together, build a family, grow old, and die. I promise you that.'' She was stunned by what Rebecca just said.
Does this mean she remembers too?
Rebecca smiled at her, and she smiled back.
A lightning suddenly struck near them that startled Freen, making Rebecca's hand free from her grasp accidentally that made her breath stop.
''No!!''
'A woman wearing a black cardigan with a white shirt underneath, blue jeans, and white sneakers suddenly kneeled down on the rocks on this cliff. Her left palm covers her face, while her right hand tightly grips her black cardigan as she uses it to hug herself as she mourns a woman in her nightmares who began to visit her sleep when she accidentally read one of the fanfic novels written by her fans, as she was the most popular and highly rated actress in her country.
''Rebecca.'' She utters as she cries her heart out clutching her chest.
Her heart is in so much pain, like she had been suppressing it in her for so long.
''Rebecca.'' She said the name again, but a sudden realization hit her.
I need to talk to the writer of this story; maybe she has answers for me about the nightmares her story brought me.
There is no way I was just touched with how beautiful her story was made, but these sorrows I am feeling right now are real. I am not acting anymore.
I need answers.