I wanted her, I needed her at this moment. My eyes penetrated hers, attempting to cast that so-called spell she claimed I did every time I looked at her. C’mon, eyes, you can do it…make her see the light.
“Now, we fuck harder than we have ever fucked each other in our lives. I need to claim you just as much as you need to claim me… you got me?”
I put on a huge grin; despite this mess I created, my fucking girl made me smile. Best yet, I get to fuck her so hard and mark her as mine again.
“I got you…and I’m never letting go of you. Obsessed together forever.”
“Obsessed together forever.” She smiled.
Epilogue
Charlie
It was Christmas Eve, and this year we were fortunate enough to celebrate with our family, as well as with friends. Rocky, Bulls and Will flew down early and were staying with us. I couldn’t have been happier; I had missed Will so much. He had grown so tall and was at that age where hugs were awkward, according to him. He had matured beyond his years, but deep down inside he was still that little boy who captured my heart many moons ago.
Kate and Emma also flew over but chose to stay with Eric. What the three of them got up to was beyond me. They were deemed the three musketeers; their shenanigans were always the talk of the town. Rocky whined like a left out schoolgirl every time they went out and, eventually, Bulls gave in. Hours later, the four of them would plaster their buffoonery all over Facebook, the visit to the playboy mansion being the best one yet.
Somehow I always got stuck with the shitty stick. I stood there in the kitchen, preparing dinner for everyone, including Dad and Debbie, who had driven down to spend time with Amelia. My mom was travelling across Europe with my sister, a much needed bonding session which I suggested after my mother came clean about her past. I still remember the night it happened, a month ago when she came to visit us.
“Tell me, Mom, what did your dark angel do to you that has made you so bitter about love?”
She placed her hand over her heart, and with her other she reached out to me for support.
“He came one day, into town. He was beautiful, like a knight in shining armor. I was seventeen, I knew nothing about love, but I knew enough to know that my heart only wanted him.”
Her eyes scanned my face, waiting for judgment. “He promised me things… the world, and I allowed him to take me in the woods that night. He promised he would love me and be gentle, he always promised he would, but that night he hurt me, took my innocence on the dirty, cold floor. I begged him to stop; I told him if he loved me he wouldn’t hurt me. He didn’t listen…he took me, then left me there, crying, and I never saw him again.”
I was shocked at the revelation, it all made sense why she warned me of this creature. Her dark angel had robbed her of her innocence.
“Mi corazon… Please don’t hate me…”
“Momma,” I reassured her, squeezing her hand tight. “I don’t hate you.”
“Melanie…” she trailed off.
What about my sister? I watched my mom’s eyes as the secret lay within, and it was there written all over her face.
“It was too late; he left me and implanted his seed. How could I ever forget him?” Her voice now trembling.
Daddy, my heart bled for him. He loved Melanie so
much.
“Does Dad know?” My voice was high-pitched, the air not flowing quickly enough.
“He knew that this man had a hold of me. Deep down inside I know he does, but he always loved Melanie the same as you.”
“Go to her, Momma, go release the demon that has ravaged you. You’ve been carrying this burden for too long. Set it free and I promise you that he won’t haunt you anymore.”
She nodded, smiling before caressing my cheek. “I was wrong, Corazon; he’s not your dark angel.”
I let out a small laugh “Oh, he is Mom, the only difference is he knows who’s got him by the balls if he ever pulled a stunt like that.”
Amid her tears, she let out a laugh, and began the journey to setting her demons free.
I was knee deep, or should I say fist deep, in turkey and cranberries when I heard a noise beside me. I looked up and found Adriana standing by the kitchen bench. I mustered up a smile, and leaned over to hug her tight, careful not to smear anything on her beautiful white dress.
“I didn’t think you would come,” I murmured.