When she heard a loud crash outside, Blessy sighed. Her body was weakening, but she was miraculously not hungry. The only thing she did to keep from being completely overwhelmed by fear was to relive all of the happy memories she and Fender had abroad. She returned all the way until she had no tears in her eyes.
She wished to flee but was unable to do so.
She was aware of how. Her hand trembled as she reached for the lock and turned it gently. It is still closed, as it was before. The next thing she did was knock on the door from inside.
"Blessy!"
When she heard Fender's voice outside, she felt relieved. In those moments, the strength of her heartbeat and her hearing simply deceived her.
"It's Fender! I'm here, Blessy…"
"F-fender..." she said, but no voice came from her throat. She was weak, but she had to fight the soldering she was experiencing.
"Fuck!" yelled the loud murmur.
Outside, she then heard a loud bang. Despite the fact that she couldn't see anything, she knew the young man had fought outside. She drew deep into the air several times. She dragged herself away from the door. She gathered all her strength and said the young man's name aloud once she was sure she was far enough away from the door she couldn't see.
Suddenly, the door in front of her slammed shut. Immediately, the light spread throughout the room, blinding her with the light from outside. Blessy remembered being confined inside that with the corpse starting to stink.
She felt a tight hug next and knew it was Fender even though she didn't open her eyes. She sensed it with her body's caress and warm embrace. She sobbed, and tears began to well up in her eyes. She thought she had no more tears, but she was mistaken.
"F-fender..." she sobbed in his chest. It was gone forever, she thought.
"I'm sorry, love... I'm sorry," it said, its embrace tightening around her.
She could hear Fender's remorse and love in his voice. He stroked her hair and tried to comfort her, but she sobbed even more. She gathered all of the pain and fear.
"This is my fault, and I apologize love, I apologize."
She did not respond; she simply cried on the young man's chest until she was okay and calmed down; the truth is, she is filled with fear that they will never meet again.
Fender helps her stand, despite the fact that her knees were shaking.
"We're going home," he announced.
She simply nodded before laying down and weakly leaning her head on the young man's chest, listening to Fender's strong heartbeat. She knew he's angry because of the aura on its face now, but she was fine. She is happy he is here.
"You, too, have finally appeared."
Fender stunned them both when three men appeared in front of them, and she felt Fender's fist clench and his mouth growl.
"Get out of my way so I don't remember what you did to the woman you know I'm protecting everyone."
She was weak, but in the way he said it, she could feel the 'unforgivable anger' that enveloped his current personality. In its aura today, it's not kidding. It's ready to kill.
"We will not let you leave the organization in such a manner, Zerus. You are aware of the policy. You're well aware that leaving will cost that woman her life. ”
Tears streamed down her cheeks once more, and she wiped them away quickly. Fender was still carrying her, and she saw no fear on his eyes as it stared at the three men who were blocking their path.
"I carried out all of this organization's orders. Three years is being discussed. I have the option to leave. ”
When a man carrying a cigarette pipe laughed and slowly inhaled there, she was overcome with fear. "You make me laugh so hard, Zeus." You are aware that no one can leave this organization. ”
When he said Zerus name, it almost drew a doodle on her lips.
"How do you feel after two days with a corpse in a room, Blessy?"
"Don't do it, Fender!" she quickly stated the issue. She could clearly see the irritability of the man she was now separated from. It holds back as the veins in its neck nearly burst.
"Your lady is sweet. It does not suit someone like us who has a low-level position in the organization." They both burst out laughing at the same time.
She wanted to know what organization they were talking about, but she lacked the necessary strength. She was confined in a room for two days with an empty stomach, even water. She's weak because it's true.
"Screw it! Blessy? Blessy!”
She is hard of hearing. She didn't hear anything. Even though she didn't want to, she slowly closed her eyes. Something caught her attention, and Fender's attractive face blurred in her mind. She went unconscious, and darkness engulfed her.
WHEN she awoke, she was in a room. She immediately stood up and addressed the young man by name. When she realized it was right beside her and staring at her intently, tears welled up in her eyes. She quickly wrapped her arms around him and could hear the soft rattle of his voice.
"I apologize."
"What are you, I'm still alive, but you're making me cry?"
"However, I nearly lost you the second time!"
She sighed as Fender's angry expression moved away from her and held her face. She sees a mix of emotions in its eyes, but anger reigns supreme.
"Please forgive me if I didn't find you right away, Blessy. When I awoke, I was alone on an island. No, you don't. The only thing I remember is that we were at home when someone threw a chemical into the air, causing us to lose consciousness. I didn't mean to put your life in danger. I didn't intend to put you in this position.”
She smiled sweetly and stroked his cheek gently. She was traumatized, but she knew that every love she makes will be rewarded.
"I'm relieved to see we're both fine."
"You're upset with me, Blessy." Please be enraged." His head rested on her shoulder, and she was aware of the pain he was carrying.
She shook her head. Why would she be angry with the man who had repeatedly saved her life?
"Zerus."
When a woman walked in, she was taken aback. She was almost taken aback by how lovely she was dressed in red. It looked at them, especially at her, without emotion. By simply looking at it, she seemed to embrace her entire being.
"Fender, who is she?" She looked away from her for a moment to observe her face, but nothing changed in her reaction. The presence of the lovely lady in front of them, looking up at them, seemed to matter.
"We're leaving, Zeus Craige."
"F-fender..." she softly said in the young man's name. She just stared at him, unable to shake the anger she saw in the young man's eyes.
"The first is Ramona. I'll follow you." It holds her hand and tells her, "Don't be afraid."
"Okay."
It was gone when she heard the noise of the woman's heels.
"She's gone; why don't you follow her?"
"I can't leave you. We'll be watched here. I don't care if the organization I come from dies with me because you've been the reason I've lived since the beginning."
When he said those words, it was as if something went down her throat, and she averted her gaze so that no one would notice the watering in her eye. Fender is also one of the reasons she lives; she was very indebted to the young man, and even though she was alive, she was willing to give it to the man.
"W-who are they really? What organization do you have, huh? What happened to you during the few years you were gone?" she asked emphatically, only now having the courage to ask questions that were difficult to pronounce even for her.
"Blessy." Hus grip tightened on her hand, which stared at her intently. Her soul had been swallowed up, and she couldn't read the contents of the man in front of her. It was too deep, and for a moment she groped with the emotion it showed her now.
"T-tell me," she said softly.
He caressed her cheek and kissed her hand, her gaze fixed on what it would do next. She trusted the man she loved, but in those moments, she was confused by what he had done. Didn't Fender trust her? Why doesn't it tell her everything?
"Fender..."
"I'm a hired assassin."
Four letters that shocked Blessy, but instead of becoming angry and hating the man she loved, her love for it won out. Her cheeks warmed and tears slowly welled up in her eyes as she silently stared at Fender, waiting for what it would say next. She had no right to judge the young man because of the corner of her heart, she knew she was one of the reasons why it was like this today.
"I didn't tell you, and I didn't let you know that this is my job. I went to a group I should not have joined in the first place…" He shook his head and put his hand over half of her face."
She just drew the word "Fender" on her lip. She simply let it speak. She had a big heart and a broad comprehension. No matter how bad it says to her, she will understand. Even if it meant killing a few people, she could understand. She will try to comprehend the situation.
"I killed a lot of people in three years. I learned a lot and met a lot of people during those years. Innocent people I have killed. Blessy, I am a sinful creature in God's eyes. I didn't kill one, two, or three people. That is not true in my opinion. I can't count because when I kill my targets, there is only one thing on my mind and heart: you and your dreams.”
She bit her lower lip so hard that she couldn't stop the granular tears from streaming into her eyes. It was painful, particularly painful, and it came right out of Fender's mouth. It has told a story for the first time. Even she was aware. She pretended not to know that this was the line of work he had taken, and at that point she wanted someone to cry.
She sobbed as she rested her head on its chest. Her heart ached as if it would rip in several places. Why is this the case with destiny on their side?
"I apologize, Blessy. I'm sorry if I didn't tell you, but this is the job I applied for. This is the work I created."