Giancarlo.I didn't even know what put me to sleep nor how long I had slept. But I certainly did know what brutally hauled me awake, panting like a dog and eyes widened like a pussy. My ears were not even spared from the brutality as my shrieking phone was literally shouting painful waves into my newly awakened senses, circulating pains into my upper body and making me wish there was a way I could just die at once. Its loudness was no doubt the source of my awakening as it continued on tiredlessly proudly teaching me a lesson I was certain to never forget.I looked around, head banging in confusion, hands finding trouble feeling, legs feeling more like there were two planks of wood lying peacefully on them.I was still looking around trying to put two and two together and maybe find an explanation why I was just so confused.Aside from the violently ringing phone that was threatening to rip my head and ears off and plunge it into the vegetations across the balcony, I found it diffic
Giancarlo.I looked intently at the liquid, more in pondering than in horror, the veins in my head popping in and out in worry.With my banging head, it was hard to make connections properly especially when Claire was not even around to make things clearer. Or was she? The idea suddenly popped into my mind as I remembered the balcony, hands moving away from the liquid for a moment and look out to the chairs at the balcony.She could be there and waiting patiently for my return or probably receiving some fresh vegetation air.I moved with slow, unsteady steps towards the balcony, eyes checking backwards to reconfirm that the fading red dot from my eyesight was blood, and head thumping hollowly, feeling as empty as a useless milktin.Even when my tired mind thought that it was blood, I was still too confused to understand the enormosity of everything and make quick moves to a health practitioner.So I lazily walked up to her, like nothin
Giancarlo.I widened my eyes as i stared doubtfully at her, heart pounding hard with the mere thought of everything.Could Claire truly do this to me? My blood pressure plummeted as I tried to understand the scenario and my mind felt like it was encircled in a spiky hammer.Her eyes burnt ever so harshly, furnace of hate and resentment glowing so hard that the blood that was bubbling in my mouth had to still in fear.Nothing seemed to make sense, everything was just moving in a zig-zag fashion that it was extremely difficult to track it down.How could she do this to me? I wondered hurtfully. Could this really be her? The thought was icy in my head, sizzling with the fire burning inside me.As if in reply to my question, her appearance began to change. First, her lips; soft and succulent, were transformed into a darker and more manly lips pursing hard with hatred and determination.Her eyes grew worse than ever, feeling as threatening as it was dark and sinister. I held my breath sharp
Claire.I woke to a strange toxic gas smell, making my nose get peppery and itching my skin. My nose itched with it too, dragging the hairs in my nose violently. My ears confirmed that something was wrong as there were sharp gasp for breathing, sounding in the roomMy eyes had to haul themselves open to find out what it was. I opened my eyes slowly and tiredly, my head banging with the promise of a bad occurrence and my heart getting foggy in fear.Another sound graced my opened ears. It was a thudding sound that sounded exactly like the fall of a giant and another thudding that could not be mistaken for anything but a footstep. I lifted myself upwards into a sitting position, blood rushing fast in all my body and my mind tattered with savage fear that moved electrically through all corners of my mind.My body began to shake violently and the environment, threatening to spin as I caught the mask appearance of a man and another sprawled figure on the floor. I immediately looked to my
Claire.My first instinct was to take my hand to my breast to cup it out of the eagle reach of his eyesight. I looked around frantically, trying to register any escape route or something but I saw none."Who are you?" I managed to ask after looking around did not yield good and satisfying results. I bit my lips hard as his eyes still trailed down my body, settling a little too long on my thighs and pussy area and making my cheeks grow red in embarrassment."It's me, Theodore," he replied, his voice getting annoyingly seductive and his eyes shining with the shadow light casted by the light around. I tightened my arms against my boobs, suddenly regretting not at least putting on my panties before embarking in such an idiotic war.Now I was exposed to him, almost defenseless. What was I even thinking? I scolded myself for my stupidity. Although, I had planned enough for everything, my nakedness and the shame from it was making everything seem so hard.“It's me,” he repeated. “Theodore.”
Claire.I reacted before my brain registered anything; a hot and resounding slap that even quietened Carlo's snore and made everywhere as quiet as a grave yard."Are you stupid? Like what the fuck?" I howled, eyes blazing in fury of a thousand tigress and my mind whirring like a hurricane wondering what the time was and why he had such boldness in him."Do I look like a whore to you? A sex toy?" My chest heaved and fell with the scalding heat in my chest and I clenched my fist hard, ready to punch out the teeth he used in speaking out.What the fuck was wrong with this return-from-the-dead ghost? Was he nut? How brave could he be? Saying so much nonsense with stupid pride? How dare him speak such a condescending, corrupt sentence to me?The thought ran swift in my head making my lips quiver and my lashes blink fast in marks rage."Well, you leave me no choice," he shrugged and pointed the gun at Carlo, threatening to pull the trigger, while putting on a monster-like smile and looking
Giancarlo.I tried to lift my eyelids in response to the weird feeling that was swimming in my brain and distorting my wonderful sleep. But they were so heavy—too heavy to be lifted.They fell back and became tighter after few tries. What backed up my weariness the more was that, the bed I was laying on felt so soft that trying to get up from it was like me lifting myself from heaven and plunging deep into hell. I enjoyed its texture and its coldness that waking up was something I even wanted to try. I just didn't have enough bravery and confidence to do it.But a strong urge to open my eyes and view my surroundings was tightening and wrapping strong on my neck, it's grip iron-like and gummy, making my free flow of breath to shorten in span and my head to knack uncomfortably.It was a grip I just couldn't ignore even though yielding to its call was as torturous as breathing through my ears.I tried again with my eyelids using much willpower, lifting them and managing to keep them a l
Giancarlo.It was already morning when everything finally settled into my brain and i was givem the liberty to unveil the hidden meaning behind all the happenings that had happened in just a night. It seemed very much like something that would take a week to fully occur and not something that could even occur in such a small period of time.The intruder and everything, felt like a dream. A dream that I needed to wake up from. But I discarded the foolish thought at once.I was sure it was no dream. Claire, was still lying naked beside me, her breathing even and normal and the mass of hair on her head spread across the pillow like a soft, fluffy silk reminding me of more details of the past dangerous night.I had not had the opportunity to inquire much about what had happened from her as she had been deeply asleep and I too, wasn't far from that, at that time. The amount of energy I had inserted in the intruder's push had taken a quick toll on me, promising my heart that it would stop
Giancarlo.It was already morning when everything finally settled into my brain and i was givem the liberty to unveil the hidden meaning behind all the happenings that had happened in just a night. It seemed very much like something that would take a week to fully occur and not something that could even occur in such a small period of time.The intruder and everything, felt like a dream. A dream that I needed to wake up from. But I discarded the foolish thought at once.I was sure it was no dream. Claire, was still lying naked beside me, her breathing even and normal and the mass of hair on her head spread across the pillow like a soft, fluffy silk reminding me of more details of the past dangerous night.I had not had the opportunity to inquire much about what had happened from her as she had been deeply asleep and I too, wasn't far from that, at that time. The amount of energy I had inserted in the intruder's push had taken a quick toll on me, promising my heart that it would stop
Giancarlo.I tried to lift my eyelids in response to the weird feeling that was swimming in my brain and distorting my wonderful sleep. But they were so heavy—too heavy to be lifted.They fell back and became tighter after few tries. What backed up my weariness the more was that, the bed I was laying on felt so soft that trying to get up from it was like me lifting myself from heaven and plunging deep into hell. I enjoyed its texture and its coldness that waking up was something I even wanted to try. I just didn't have enough bravery and confidence to do it.But a strong urge to open my eyes and view my surroundings was tightening and wrapping strong on my neck, it's grip iron-like and gummy, making my free flow of breath to shorten in span and my head to knack uncomfortably.It was a grip I just couldn't ignore even though yielding to its call was as torturous as breathing through my ears.I tried again with my eyelids using much willpower, lifting them and managing to keep them a l
Claire.I reacted before my brain registered anything; a hot and resounding slap that even quietened Carlo's snore and made everywhere as quiet as a grave yard."Are you stupid? Like what the fuck?" I howled, eyes blazing in fury of a thousand tigress and my mind whirring like a hurricane wondering what the time was and why he had such boldness in him."Do I look like a whore to you? A sex toy?" My chest heaved and fell with the scalding heat in my chest and I clenched my fist hard, ready to punch out the teeth he used in speaking out.What the fuck was wrong with this return-from-the-dead ghost? Was he nut? How brave could he be? Saying so much nonsense with stupid pride? How dare him speak such a condescending, corrupt sentence to me?The thought ran swift in my head making my lips quiver and my lashes blink fast in marks rage."Well, you leave me no choice," he shrugged and pointed the gun at Carlo, threatening to pull the trigger, while putting on a monster-like smile and looking
Claire.My first instinct was to take my hand to my breast to cup it out of the eagle reach of his eyesight. I looked around frantically, trying to register any escape route or something but I saw none."Who are you?" I managed to ask after looking around did not yield good and satisfying results. I bit my lips hard as his eyes still trailed down my body, settling a little too long on my thighs and pussy area and making my cheeks grow red in embarrassment."It's me, Theodore," he replied, his voice getting annoyingly seductive and his eyes shining with the shadow light casted by the light around. I tightened my arms against my boobs, suddenly regretting not at least putting on my panties before embarking in such an idiotic war.Now I was exposed to him, almost defenseless. What was I even thinking? I scolded myself for my stupidity. Although, I had planned enough for everything, my nakedness and the shame from it was making everything seem so hard.“It's me,” he repeated. “Theodore.”
Claire.I woke to a strange toxic gas smell, making my nose get peppery and itching my skin. My nose itched with it too, dragging the hairs in my nose violently. My ears confirmed that something was wrong as there were sharp gasp for breathing, sounding in the roomMy eyes had to haul themselves open to find out what it was. I opened my eyes slowly and tiredly, my head banging with the promise of a bad occurrence and my heart getting foggy in fear.Another sound graced my opened ears. It was a thudding sound that sounded exactly like the fall of a giant and another thudding that could not be mistaken for anything but a footstep. I lifted myself upwards into a sitting position, blood rushing fast in all my body and my mind tattered with savage fear that moved electrically through all corners of my mind.My body began to shake violently and the environment, threatening to spin as I caught the mask appearance of a man and another sprawled figure on the floor. I immediately looked to my
Giancarlo.I widened my eyes as i stared doubtfully at her, heart pounding hard with the mere thought of everything.Could Claire truly do this to me? My blood pressure plummeted as I tried to understand the scenario and my mind felt like it was encircled in a spiky hammer.Her eyes burnt ever so harshly, furnace of hate and resentment glowing so hard that the blood that was bubbling in my mouth had to still in fear.Nothing seemed to make sense, everything was just moving in a zig-zag fashion that it was extremely difficult to track it down.How could she do this to me? I wondered hurtfully. Could this really be her? The thought was icy in my head, sizzling with the fire burning inside me.As if in reply to my question, her appearance began to change. First, her lips; soft and succulent, were transformed into a darker and more manly lips pursing hard with hatred and determination.Her eyes grew worse than ever, feeling as threatening as it was dark and sinister. I held my breath sharp
Giancarlo.I looked intently at the liquid, more in pondering than in horror, the veins in my head popping in and out in worry.With my banging head, it was hard to make connections properly especially when Claire was not even around to make things clearer. Or was she? The idea suddenly popped into my mind as I remembered the balcony, hands moving away from the liquid for a moment and look out to the chairs at the balcony.She could be there and waiting patiently for my return or probably receiving some fresh vegetation air.I moved with slow, unsteady steps towards the balcony, eyes checking backwards to reconfirm that the fading red dot from my eyesight was blood, and head thumping hollowly, feeling as empty as a useless milktin.Even when my tired mind thought that it was blood, I was still too confused to understand the enormosity of everything and make quick moves to a health practitioner.So I lazily walked up to her, like nothin
Giancarlo.I didn't even know what put me to sleep nor how long I had slept. But I certainly did know what brutally hauled me awake, panting like a dog and eyes widened like a pussy. My ears were not even spared from the brutality as my shrieking phone was literally shouting painful waves into my newly awakened senses, circulating pains into my upper body and making me wish there was a way I could just die at once. Its loudness was no doubt the source of my awakening as it continued on tiredlessly proudly teaching me a lesson I was certain to never forget.I looked around, head banging in confusion, hands finding trouble feeling, legs feeling more like there were two planks of wood lying peacefully on them.I was still looking around trying to put two and two together and maybe find an explanation why I was just so confused.Aside from the violently ringing phone that was threatening to rip my head and ears off and plunge it into the vegetations across the balcony, I found it diffic
Giancarlo.Suddenly, everywhere grew hot and suffocating, my chest beating faster than a talking drum and forehead throbbing hard. I tried to think of a time I had actually helped Lorenzo out with something, but surprisingly my mind sang nothing back.I shook my head sharply in disappointment, continuously hoping for just one scenario to surface and save my friendship and brotherhood.My brain was blank and suffering much with the hard exertion, my eyes growing blurry from the many colorful stars that appeared before them and fingers hardening from too much clenching and unclenching.Was there truly no time that I had gone through thick and thin for him? I brooded helplessly, guilt and hurt fighting for a room in my already tired and weak heart and my stomach churning with a promise of a successful nausea.I racked my brain harder, his glare growing more intense, burning through my self-control and leaving me nakedly exposed to his perfect judgement.The result from my intensively ra