I remember running all the way home with hot tears streaming down my cheeks. I swore that I would never have anything to do with that hateful man again. I even contemplated moving out immediately. The moment I reached home, I called a colleague and begged her to let me bunk with her till I find a new apartment.
" I know we don't know each other very well, but you are the only person I know here." I pleaded. " Just for a few days, please."
" Well, I guess it's ok." The voice over the phone is hesitant. " You are not running from creditors, are you?" she added suddenly.
" Of course not!" I snapped hotly. " Oh no! Please forgive me. I really need to get away immediately!"
" Ok then, I guess." I have no time for hesitancy. I slammed down the phone and flew around the small room to pack. All I need are my clothes and my toiletries. Oh yes, and my sanity.
While I was frantically shoving clothes into my bags unfolded, someone knocked on my door. Ignoring it only served to turn the soft knockings into urgent hammerings till finally I was forced to answer it. I nearly severed my breathing when I saw the caller. My first instinctive reaction is to yank the door shut. There was a sickening crack when the door smashed his foot into the doorframe.
" Oh my god!" I screamed and let go of the doorknob. I searched his face for any signs of pain but all I saw was pleading in his eyes and a kind of gentleness I never seen in him before. " Your foot, your foot, " I muttered with tears rolling down my cheeks.
" It hurts here." He said pointing where his heart is. His eyes indeed reflected the tremendous pain he is feeling. My jaw dropped with shock. I couldn't understand what he is trying to say but I know his pain is genuine.
Slowly he advances towards me. The need to escape from him couldn't have been greater than now. I retreated hurriedly away from him as if he is a ferocious animal. My heart jumped a beat when he closed the door behind me. I could feel the wall behind me; I had come to the end of my escape route.
" You are running away?" he inquires sadly when he saw my hastily packed bags sitting by the table. " From me?" His bright eyes are shimmering with tears as he waits for my answer that never came. My eyes widen and a scream caught in my throat as he lunged at me, gripping me tightly in his arms. Trapped between the wall and him, my fate is sealed. I tried desperately to push him away, my tears streaming down faster at the exertion. The next moment his lips are smashed against mine. There's no urgency in his kiss, rather a sense of assurance that could calm a raging storm. He waited till my struggles decreased to non-existence before moving his lips away. Gently he kissed away the tears on my cheeks, moving slowly towards my neck. His deft fingers worked successfully at the buttons on my blouse sliding it off my shoulders.
" Are you asleep?" he whispers softly into my ear. Lying on my side with my bare back to him, I am savoring the memory of the moment he entered me. I am not ready to share with him that special moment so I kept very still. I could feel him stroking and pushing my hair aside. " I dreamt of you ever since I met you. Please don't ever leave me again." He whispers.
