Tears of A Dragon

HANA’S POINT OF VIEW

IT was a rainy cold scary night. I was running through the woods from the slowly burning village, where people screaming in pain and for mercy. I want to run back from them, but my mind won’t let my feet step back. I hate myself so much for being such a coward. But in fact, I’m just a useless person.

I don't have anything in my body to bring into the woods. There was a group of pirates perish most of the villagers and most of the beautiful women in the village have drag to their war ship, while other three of the pirates are chasing me into the woods.

I keep on running. The thorn of the grass has making my soft skin get wounded until I made myself to the edge of the forest. I was crying, shock, and it was driving me crazy. My heart pounded like it was going to burst from inside out. The cliff was too high and if I am going to jump, I might die from drowning or might bump my head into some stones down there. I heard some footsteps from the dark part of the woods. My heart was getting beat fast as I walk backward facing the woods. I shouted as I’m going to fall. I was about to fall from the thin, rocky edge of the cliff. I close my eyes but then, there was a hand and have muscles in it. I can feel it.

I slowly open my eyes, every little light I see I feel little dizzy, and I can't move my body. I don’t know why, but there was nothing left in my mind to think of. I just want to die. I’m tired and I don’t want to run no more.

THE next day, I woke up, I slowly opened my eyes and found myself lying on a soft fluffy bed. I slowly stand myself while caressing my head. It feels so heavy, and it feels something is inside that’s pricking me to pain.

            I saw a mirror and walk towards it for few steps, and I look myself into it. I was shocked and scared. The image of myself from the mirror makes my bones noodle. There is nothing any fabric that covers my whole body. I’m fully naked and I feel like I’m being raped.

Surprisingly, the door opened. A man standing on the oak wooden door. He is tall with cluttered dark hair, lips like pink roses that looks fresh from the garden, muscular body but slender, and a handsome face. He is totally the definition of a goddess.

From a sudden, “Are you all, right?” he asked me. His voice sounds like a foreign. I am definitely sure about this–he is not from here. I wonder where he is come from.

“W-What?” I answered stammering. I don’t know what to say. In my whole life, I never saw such a beautiful man.

“Get dress, your clothes are on the left table beside your bed.” he told me as he’s heading to go out of the room.

God, I just forgot myself naked. He saw me, he saw everything. He is a pervert and . . . I hate it. There’s nothing else I can do. I’m sure he already saw it everything last night. If there’s no one else in this house, then, he was the one who undressed me.

Every second I think the thought that he undressed me, I feel like being harass and makes me want to kill him. But even I want to, he saved my life. As far as I can remember, his arms, I can feel it in me. By just looking to it, I know those were the hands that held me last night.

I immediately covered my two fluffy mountains and my cave as I remembered that I was unclothed. I ran rapidly through the table where the clothes have place. After I got dressed up, I walk out from the room, and walk-through downstairs as I saw him standing straight facing the fired-out furnace.  I can’t help myself but to walk slowly straight towards him.

“Who are you? Why did you save me?” I ask him directly in my high voice. I want now to know everything.

He turned his body with a plain-emotionless face. “I am Vincent Olap. What is your name?” he replied. His voice was very calm.

“It doesn’t matter. Just answer me! Why did you save me? How and why were you there last night? Are you with them?” I don’t know where this courage of mine comes from. As far as I know, I needed it right now.

He didn’t answer. He just looks straight into my eyes. I don’t know what he is thinking but, I feel nervous about whatever it is. My visions are still blurry, and also, my head is aching like there’s a lot of needles pricking inside. Without a doubt. Oh, my gosh. He stepped closer to me and touched my neck with his right hand, pushing it closer to him.

I don’t know, but I just let him do what he’s doing to me. I’m losing control of myself. The next thing happened, his planishing lips touch my dry lips, as Vincent starts to move his lips, I slapped him and that’s how the kiss ends.

“W-Why did you do that?” I ask him in tremble while crying.

“That served as thank you for me.” he replied with a smirk.

Is he serious? He wasn't even angry because I slapped him. In fact, he has no right to be angry because he harassed me, not just once but a second time. Yes, he saved my life, but that wasn't enough for him to take advantage of my weakness and insult me ​​just like that.

I can't move my shaking bones. I can't believe he just kissed me, just like that. Does he like me? Does he love me? But we just met, it's impossible. However, the door clump clamorously close, that made me open-eyed from my deep thinking the trouble that Vincent has cause. He came out without answering my question. He did not even feel pity or conscience for what he had done.

THE next morning, I woke up very untimely and got dressed. I wear the color of happiness, wisdom, imagination; yellow dress with little sunflower most all over, it’s an off shoulder. I put soft light red lipstick.

I’m still tired, I haven’t slept well because I’m still thinking about how I’m going to deal with him after what he did to me yesterday. After I got done fixed myself, I search for Vincent everywhere, but no sign of his imperious shadow. So, I sat down on the ancient brown wooden with a white pillow chair to relax my legs. I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep.

“Don't touch me! Please, please, please don't! Can anyone help me?! Help me, help, help me, please! Have mercy on me . . .” I can stop myself from crying so hard. There are lot of pirates chasing me. Their faces are demon-like. I can’t ease looking at them. They are pure evil, and I don’t want to fall into their hands.

“Hey, wake up! What’s happening to you?!” A voice that is coming from the wall of the cage. I can’t see who it is, but his voice sounds familiar to me. A voice that I just met.

VINCENT’S Point of View

“Don't touch me! Please, please, please don't! Can anyone help me?! Help me, help, help me, please! Have mercy on me! Ma, pa, don't leave me alone!”

While I was taking a bath, I heard a voice crying from the living room. So, I immediately wash off all over my body, and put a white towel on my waist.

When I got there, I saw a lady wearing a stunning yellow dress. I walk close to her and wake her up.

“Hey, wake up. What’s happening to you?!” I can’t call her by her name. I still don’t know what’s her name.

When she wakes up. She suddenly hugs me and does not care–I am half naked. She cried aloud down my chest. Her tears mix up the water on my body from the shower.

HANA’S Point of View

I DREAMED about my parents; pirates that has ugly long moustache pirates would try to kill them, then someone woke me up. When I opened my eyes, I saw an image of a man. I knew it was Vincent, but I just ignored it because I had no one else to lean on and hug. I hugged him and cried out loud as I can.

When I slowly open my eyes again and I can't bear to see clear, so I rub my eyes and saw someone's half body wearing a white towel. I slowly run my eyes up, seeing his half body naked. A V-shaped waist, little grey-white short hair on his belly button, continuously, his four small hills abdominal muscle feels like tempting me, his big chest dark nipples, and his red marshmallow lips. Goddess. It's Vincent.

When I realized it’s him, I slapped him, but he managed to block my attacked. He grabs my felicitous waist and forcedly kiss my lips. I can't move my body leaving my eyes opened. I am still awake but feels unconsciously, I don't know why but my body temperature tells me to kiss back, and I think . . . I like it. I kiss back aggressively holding his face with my right hand, while my other hand holds his upper head forcing his head to mine. I want him so bad. I must be crazy, now. But that doesn’t matter. He wants me, then I’ll give it to him. In this way, I might find what he’s hiding.

The surrounding is getting hotter, so does our body. He slowly undressing me, wearing an off-shoulder dress makes him easier to undress my clothes without cutting out our kiss. Drool to drool. He sits down on the chair, waiting for me. Then I followed him. I sit on his muscle hairy-laps and move my body into him continuously kissing as he put his two-soft hot pleasure hand down to my waist. His smooth growl seems to be music to my ears. He’s turning me on so bad.

I must be crazy. I couldn’t stop myself from muttering. My body is crazy, but it feels so good, and I can’t do anything to refuse him. He’s such a good kisser. No, he’s my first kiss.

“I can . . . do this all day.” He’s trying to talk even though his pumping me in continuously.

“I-I’m sure you can.” I kissed his lips and trying to put my tongue inside his mouth. He didn’t stop me, as if he could read my mind. He opened his mouth and picked up my tongue.

“Why are you doing this?”

“Why, don't you like it?” I tried my voice to be sound seductively as I can.

“Yes. No! I mean . . . I like it. It’s just . . . All of a sudden you became like this.”

“Like what?”

He suddenly buried his manhood with excessive force in me. Unable to restrain myself, I let out a super loud growl. He knew very well how to make me silent, but he was wrong. He thinks he knows everything about me, I can feel it. He didn’t know what I could do.

He didn't speak anymore, maybe he is more focused on screwing inside me as time went on. He might thinking that I like what we are doing right now, what a pervert?! I will try everything just to find out what he is hiding. I have to live. I have to survive and get my revenge on those pirates. If Vincent was one of them, I wouldn’t hesitate to kill him even if he saved my life. They all deserve to die and burn to death.