He was shocked at the last thing he said. Everything he had to say was left on the air. It was as if there was some magic in her saying that she obeyed and ‘didn’t complain about her hug and kiss. Fender's earlier passionate and offensive kiss has now become gentle. It was full of love and respect for him.
"Fender!" He was paralyzed when it bit his neck and gently sucked on it. He was gripped tightly by its head and he felt no resistance whatsoever. Maybe even his body, this is what he is looking for even though it is forbidden. Even ‘can’t.
He felt his body rise in the air, it made him lie down. He did not ask where Fender would take him. Their lips continue to weaken against each other as if there is no tomorrow.
Fender leaned him against a tree. The part that the man brought her was dark and no one would notice them if Mother Jean woke up.
"Umm!" he bit his lip as Fender began to take off his clothes. He just let it go. He gripped her tightly by the hair as it began to suck on his neck. "Ahhh Fender!"
"Yeah?"
He closes his eyes tightly and insists ‘don’t make a noise. But how could he keep quiet if Fender had once again indulged him in something that ‘can’t be repeated’? She sighed no doubt taking off her wearing undies while its lip and on her two breasts. In the tree he took strength and held on tightly to it.
Her finger gently massaged her femininity and in what Fender was doing, she was even more overwhelmed by the taste of the sensation that enveloped her whole being. After a while he stood up and kissed her softly.
“I love you Blessy…” She lifted her like a paper in the air and she didn't expect the sudden entry of her guest into her femininity.
"Ahhh!" she moaned. He put his hand around her neck and took support. He propped her up against the tree with her two thighs clasped around her waist and Fender's hand rested on her seat.
“Fuck Blessy, you’re making me crazy!”
"Fender!"
Full of love the man rushed at her as he repeatedly uttered his name in the air. The crickets earlier around were noisy, suddenly fell silent. Even the moon, whose light had been bright lately, suddenly hid in the thick cloud as if she didn't want to look at the one body of the man she loved again.
“I swear I won’t let you run away from me again, love. You’re mine and I feel it. ”
He did not respond to what Fender said. He kept his eyes closed and savored the taste they shared, the rhythm it made that he liked to do when they were still together. When it was time for them to be on their side.
Slowly her tears fell. No matter how hard she tried to ‘don’t cry in front of the young man as she claimed him, she couldn’t control her emotions. Because the truth is, he will hate it in case it finds out what really happened to them before they both lose the memory of their past.
"Love, please don't cry." Fender stopped to claim him. He tenderly kissed her forehead and sank into her neck. “I don’t want to be sorry for what happened to‘ tin today but fuck! To hear you cry seems to choke my heart. ”
"Because you don't understand Fender…" he sobbed softly.
He stared at her and even though he couldn't see her face, he knew her eyes were dim looking at him. They are both naked and their bodies are still together but it seems that Fender intends to separate their bodies.
"How can I understand if you don't tell me, Blessy?"
He bit his lip and did not answer. Is he ready? is he ready to tell her their past? He was quickly shaken. He didn’t want to go back to that past.
"I have nothing more to say."
"Damn it!" It moved away from him. He picked up his clothes and quickly put them on his body. There was that caution but he could feel Fender's quick action. “Stay quiet, Blessy. I can hear footsteps, ”he said when he finished dressing.
"Huh?" he was immediately alerted. She thought it was Mother Jean and might have woken up to the growl she and Fender had made.
“One, two, three people. Fuck! ” It quickly pulled him away and he could no longer react to the speed of events.
"Let me go!" he promised weakly and he tried to remove his hand from its grip but it seemed that he had no intention of releasing him.
"They're after us," he said weakly.
"Huh?"
“Once you see him, shoot him down. The organization wants him dead. ”
She sighed when she heard that voice in the distance an. She looked at Fender, even though it was dark in their hiding place Blessy knew it was alert. It gripped him tightly as if to protect him no matter what. Blessy feels that danger awaits them once people looking for it find them.
“You two, there you are inside the church. That Zerus is just here. ”
"Copy."
He prayed secretly to God and was terrified when he heard footsteps entering the church. He didn't care that he was trembling with fear but when Fender hugged and kissed him on the head, he calmed down for a moment. She felt safe but she wasn't sure how long they would be safe.
"Listen Blessy, I want you to trust me this time," she whispered to him that she could hear enough. "I'll bring you with me."
"What?" he replied in a whisper. It can't say what it says. He can't go with Fender.
“Your life is dangerous now. There is only one person you can trust and that is me. ”
Suddenly anger drew to his heart. “Who told you to follow me here, huh? You even brought trouble. ”
It didn't answer what he said but he felt it hurt.
"Leave Fender, leave me here."
"Damn no!" its voice rose causing the enemy to hear them say it. “Fuck! They heard us. ”
"Huh?" Before he could answer, it pulled him away and next Blessy heard a series of gunshots.
He froze but he immediately kept his mouth shut as they ran. Fender held out his one hand. He doesn't want to die yet. He still has a lot to do. He still wanted to serve the Lord and dedicate his whole life to it.
"Zerus Craige!" loud shout of the other.
He wanted to be shocked even if he didn’t call it by his name.
"You thought you could escape us!"
"Fender!" weeping she called the man's name.
“I won’t let them harm you. Just trust me. ”
He nodded. What else could he do but trust it. Her long dress was hanging as they entered the thicket, heading for the waterfall where the young man saw her unconscious.
Whatever Blessy refrains from ‘don’t scream at every gunshot, she can’t. His heart seemed to explode. Tears welled up in her eyes. Fender and I have been here before. They have come from a long race that almost killed both of them. He didn't want to repeat that thing.
"I'm scared!"
“I know, but I’m here. I will not leave you. ”
He nodded. Her eyes were blurred with tears and she was having a hard time running now. The fear he had long forgotten returned. As he heard Fender's loud swearing. It retaliates and with each shot it fires, he bursts into tears.
"Stop! I don't want this anymore. ”
He just felt his body rise in the air and he wouldn't ask why. It lifted him as if it didn't care about his weight. He no longer objected because he knew that even his own foot had slapped him. He squeezed Fender's chest as the opponent chased them.
The surroundings were dark but the man seemed to be used to running in such a dark place. He was no longer surprised because he knew what kind of work it had before. Moments later he heard the loud rush of water ahead. They are close to the waterfall.
She screamed when they suddenly jumped into the water. The cold watching his muscles from the waterfall indicated to him that danger was just around the corner. Fender swam quickly while holding his one hand and they entered the other cave where it was behind the falling water of the waterfall.
"We're safe here."
He immediately walked away from the young man and blinked. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness and the only thing Blessy could hear was the loud and noisy falling of water in the waterfall in front of them. During his time in the Felopina area, he only now found out that there was another cave. He was shaken and squeezed to one side.
“Blessy”
"Don't come near me," he replied quickly.
"I'm sorry if—"
“Please? Can you let me go, Fender? Let me serve God. Don't ever come out of nowhere and take the risk again. I'm so tired of that. Every time you show up, you carry a risk. I am always in danger of you. ”
"I feel like you're one of the reasons why I'm in this situation right now."
He was dumbfounded by the answer. That was very far from what he wanted to hear and Fender was right, he was the reason it was in this situation now but he didn’t want that. Because if he were to be obeyed, he would never allow it to become a criminal just for him.
He is barely where are you? Where am I?!" his voice began to rattle. She didn't know where she was now and why the man wasn't answering.
He dug into the seat, it was a cold floor and he had a sticky liquid on it. Although his body began to tremble with fear, he managed to take the liquid in his hand to his nose and smell it.
She cried out in fear when she was sure it was blood. She immediately hugged herself and tears began to well up in her eyes. Where is the man? Did it leave him again?
He punched her wearing the ring. It was in his hand and he really had it with him in Iceland. He did not dream and even more so ‘he did not hallucinate. They had just come home from Iceland and they had just entered the house together. That's all he can remember. They even joked that he lived in another country but why and how did he get to this place?
Her faint cry turned into a sob. He could not see anything and he was alone in that room. He tightened his grip on his own knee and suppressed a sob. If he was in a bad dream now, he would love to wake up.
"Fender!" his face lit up when suddenly the door to the dark room where he was staying opened. He was still dazzled by the light coming from outside and he tried to reflect the bulk of the man standing at the door.
"How are you?"
Fear immediately crept into his being when he heard the terrifying voice of the man at the door. This is not the young man.
“W-who are you? Where am I? Where's Fender! ”
It laughed softly and was followed by a flood of light into the room. The face of the man in front of him now was constantly exposed to him. Her heart pounded as her eyes met the sharp eyes that were staring at her. He had a scar on his cheek and the scar was obviously new.
"You mean, Zerus?"
Zerus? He asked himself in a whisper. He suddenly remembered Fender's name was Zerus.
"Where is he! Where did you take him ?! ” he filled his voice with anger as tears streamed down his face. No matter how brave he is, he is the one who betrays him.
"Look at the one next to you." he made a foolish promise and took out a cigarette and lit it.
He turned quickly and looked to his side. His world almost collapsed when he saw a bloody man staring and staring at him. It's dead. There was a gunshot wound to the head and the blood he had found earlier on the floor came from it.
The force of his tiling unleashed as the man laughed. It was thrilling to see him cry in fear. He could barely look at the dead man just next to him.
"Enjoy."
He wanted to shout in protest when it closed the door again. The strength of her cries could only be heard in the four corners of that room. Though his knees and hands were shaking, he was able to crawl to the door. He pushed it hard to open it. He will die in that room. She will die of fear and think this is what happened to the man she loves.
Blessy couldn't count how many hours she was in the room with a corpse. He could hardly cry anymore and he was also hoarse. He also ran out of horse strength and shouted to get him out of there.
“Fender where are you? Help me here… ”