Devouring love (18 page)

I opened my eyes and look at his pale face. I frightened him out of his senses.

“Please, put her on the bed,” the man said instead of answering.

Merdian nodded. I knew that he won't forget his answer and would remind it later to those men.

He put me on the bed and kissed my forehead a few times. He tried to smile and hide how shocked he was by my conniption.

“Don't move. I will be back soon,” he promised me and walked with the maids and doctors our from the room.

I quickly looked around the room. I was left alone. Great.

I lifted my hands and legs up. I felt quite good after my conniption. I grinned. I quickly stood up and approached to the door. With every step, I could hear the voices louder and louder.

“What was that?” Merdian ordered to answer.

“About what were you talking?” the man asked politely.

“About her being in the building,” he told quickly. “She wants to leave the house. I don't want her to let. It isn't safe for her.”

“Well, that explains something,” I heard how the man sighed. “Even though she doesn't tell what has happened to her, it doesn't mean it hasn't affect her, Mr. Spring. We have already mentioned you that her mental stage could be unstable and warned you not to forbid her anything. After all, for two years she was trapped in her own body, mind and so on. That could have done something with her mental stage and being locked in the house...Well... What I want to say, Mr. Spring, that it isn't a good choice to lock her in the building. I have heard that she likes to be outside. Let her leave the building.”

I imagined how a frown on Merdian's face grew, but that doctor had a point. Yes, I felt trapped. Yes, I loved nature.

Maybe that doctor was also psychologist? Maybe. I wouldn't be surprise. I glanced at the bed and back to the door which I wanted to be made from glass that I could see Merdian's face.

My beloved one didn't hurry to open his mouth. The doctor really said something what he had to ponder over.

“Are you sure that it happened because of my wanting her to be in the building?” he sounded sad.

I knit my eyebrows together.

“Not one hundred percent, Mr. Spring, but right now it is the best explanation I have. I will need to do some test to make sure that there aren't any complications with her body and medicine which she is taking.”

I rolled my eyes hearing the last sentence. I drank more medicine that some kind of druggy, and every week my doctors decided that it wasn't enough and just gave me some more of them. That really didn't help me to think that everything would be okay.

I ran back to the bed and lay on the yellow sheets. I heard what I wanted. Those angel doctors had brains in their heads...at least when they needed to understand my behavior.

Soon the door opened lazily and Merdian entered the room. Without wasting any time, he strode to me and sat on the edge of the bed. His strong arms pulled me into his embrace.

“How do you feel?” he said into my hair.

“Better now,” I said openly. “Please, let me leave this building. I don't want to wonder in the house like some kind of ghost,” I pleaded him.

I lifted my eyes up. He was pondering over my request. I could see in his face how he fought with himself. He really didn't want to let me out from the building, because he was afraid that something could happen to me, but if he locks me here, something similar what happened just few minutes ago, could repeat.

“We still don't know what that devil wants,” he started carefully his speech. “You saw yourself of what he is capable of. Many of my father's best angels were killed.”

“What do devils usually want from angels?” I asked in a small voice.

“Five guards will come with you. You must call to my mobile phone every hour. Also, I need you to wear a tracking device,” he was changing the topic. Merdian didn't want to talk with me about devils. Why? Why couldn't I know anything about them?

“I am sorry,” I said quickly. “I just feel...You know, I could hear everything when I was...” it was hard for me to open myself to him, although I knew that he needed to understand what was going in my mind.

“You could?” he sounded surprised.

I nodded against his chest.

“Everything, but I couldn't move, couldn't feel...anything. I just heard...everything. I was trapped...”

I had to stop remembering those two years...NOW! Because I really didn't want to repeat what had happened to me today.

I took a several deep breaths and tried just to concentrate on Merdian's touches, his heartbeats. It worked. I could breathe normally and those nasty memories about me being trapper in my own body.

“Everything is okay,” he noticed how my body was reacting to my words, so, he hurried to help me to return to this world where nothing bad could happen while he be with me on my side. “You are with me. Nothing could happen to you.”

“Thank you,” I whispered.

He didn't say anything, because there wasn't anything what he really could say more. SO, he just pressed me closer to him, kissed my hair a few times.

I didn't know how long we just were in my room, in each other's arms, just enjoying each other's presence. For us, time didn't exist. That what was love; you forget everything what is around you when you are just with the person to whom your heart belongs.

Unfortunately, everything what is good, have to end sometime. This time had come when two men, wearing suits, entered into the room. They, in formal tone, asked Merdian to come with them, because it was time for him to go to some kind of appointment with some important people or angels. I didn't care, because the same thing would still happen; I would be left alone.

“Five men and you call me every hour,” he had reminded me before he left the room. I only nodded and tried to put a smile on my face, telling him that he wasn't taking my soul with him.

I sighed and put my head, which suddenly seemed to be too heavy on my neck. Inside I felt empty and sad. Merdian really have my heart.

“At least I can leave the building,” I said ironically. That was one of good things which I got from my mental attack; I won't be trapped in this building.

I jumped from my bed and ran to the wardrobe. I quickly put new clothes on my body. Then, I came closer to my table on which was a one of my paintings on which I was working lately. But it was that one which I would like to give Mr. Offman as a promised present. The painting which I would like to give him was finished and put on the wall in my room.

I turned my eyes at it. It was a painting of the sky in which were flying some angels. But you couldn't see their faces, because they were blurry. I didn't like to create faces and prefer skip that part. So, there were angels without faces, but you still could understand that there was a woman and a guy. They were quite far from each other but it seemed that they wanted to fly closer to each other.

I came closer to the wall. My fingers touched the golden frame. Many thoughts touched my mind, but only one of them managed to steal my attention from the others. It was why I decided to paint this.

I licked my lips and a tentative smile appeared on my face. When I was painting this painting, I was thinking about the sky and how much I liked flying. I wanted to spread my wings and lift up, but at that moment I was too weak event to order them to appear on my back. Although I should have been frustrated, I was quite happy, because I knew that soon enough I could do what I wanted. I wasn't my own body's prisoner anymore. I was free and with Merdian.

I took down the picture and, taking a last look at it, left the room. For some reason the painting seemed weightless in my hands. Was it because I was excited that I would see him soon and give something what was done by me? Or was it because I be finally be outside this building one more time?

My lips loosened in a furtively exultant smile. Yea, I will see my doctor, be outside this building which almost seemed that was stealing my joy and vitality. Not to mention, that I felt like every corner had eyes and stared at me. It was stupid to think that my every movement in this house was followed, but I just felt like that; watched.

I walked down the stair. I could see not five men, but seven of them, wearing black clothes and dark glasses. They all were standing like they would be in the army I would be their ruthless captain who could punish them for even the slightest mistake. Not to mention that they almost seemed like people from movie Men in black.

I laughed in my mind and stopped in front of them. For some reason the fact that there were more than five people in front of me, didn't surprise me.

“Miss Watts,“ one of them stepped forward and lowered his head, giving me his respect,” Mr. Spring ordered us to be with you outside the territory,” he informed me in a formal tone.

I sighed and nodded.

He nodded too and took one step back while another one, which looked to be the youngest angel in this order, approached me and lifted his hands in order to take the painting from me.

At first I didn't understand why he wanted to take it from me. I didn't intend to give him it, but then suppress my fear, which was living in me like a parasite. I didn't know from where event that fear appeared that someone could steal this painting from me, but it settled in my soul.

“Please, be careful with it,” I said as the angel took it to his hands.

He nodded silently and moved away from me. It was time to leave the building only that I could enter into another one.

I only hoped that this time the devil would leave me alone or at least he could finally tell me what kind of payment he really was seeking from me.

The weather wasn't for my liking; dark and heavy clouds where above everyone's heads. I couldn't hear birds in the trees. Not even a dog wasn't barking and that really turned my body on alarm mode. Something seemed strange.

Three dark cars drove in the yard and stopped in front of me.

“Your car is in the middle,” someone said. I nodded and approached to it.

If something happens to me this time, I doubted that Merdian would let me leave the building before the devil be caught. Marcus.

There were few times when he visited me in the hospital. His visits were short, but I remembered them often. He didn't say a word to me during his visits. He didn't come closer to my bed. He just stood no far away from me and let his eyes touch my lifeless body.

At first I wasn't sure if Marcus was really with me in the same room, because it was night and my first days in that blackness. I was confused and everything didn't seem how it really was. In those days I could even feel pain which was my tormenter.

But he was really with me, because no one else would be in the middle of the night with me and just stare at me. I wanted to believe in that, because if not him, than who was with me in the same room?

“Where to go?” the angel asked.

“Hospital,” I answered simple, hoping that they won't ask me to which hospital I wanted to go. They didn't. Merdian made sure that they knew everything what was possible about me?

The angel lifted his hand with phone and announced to other men where the cars should drive. A short reply reached us and the cars moved forward. At first slowly, getting faster and faster until it almost flew in the streets.

I knew that these angels where professionals, but still, I buckled up. Just in case.

Soon the cars stopped next to the hospital building. Nothing bad had happened and I was happy about that. Maybe nothing bad would happen to day and that nagging thought in my head was only that...the thought... I hoped so.

The men followed me behind my back while I took more and more steps forward. Even if the policy in this hospital was not to stare at the people which are the patients, I still could feel how everyone person, who we passed, studied me and the men behind me. They all had the same questions in their heads.

And when only few steps separated me from my aim, I slowed down my space. I wasn't so sure if I really should be here and even want this. Why did I want so much for Caspar to be my friend? Why him?

“Miss. Watts,” a female voice sounded somewhere behind me. I stopped and turned around. Mixed emotions were still in my head, not letting me realize who was in front of me and that my body guards suddenly acted like savages, pushing the poor woman away from me while weapons glimmered in their hands. Merdian really managed to scare them or they were so protective because I knew who was after me and what he had done to others.

“Stop,” I said, to my surprise, in a strong voice, although I knew than in other situation it would tremble. “She is not him,” I added and pushed some of the men away that I could see the woman better. She seemed shocked by my bodyguards behavior and I didn't blame her for that kind of reaction.

“Who are you?” I asked her. Her voice was familiar to me, but not her face. She wasn't one of the nurses who had to make sure I was fine.

“I am Chelsea Makinzy,” she introduce herself, her hand lifted up, asking me to touch it. I just looked at it with unhidden disgust in my face. I didn't understand why I was acting like this. This woman didn't seem dangerous or anything else, but I felt like she was my enemy and I should show her who was more important in this building.

“It's nice to know who you are,” I said coldly and glanced at the angels. Only not all of them were actually studying the woman, trying to understand who she was and what her next move could be. Other were scanning the area, trying to detect even the slightest sign of oncoming danger. “Should I know who you are?”

She seemed confused by my cold tone and unhidden emotions. She didn't expect me to behave like this. But really, what had she thought I would do? Hug her like she was my best friend.

“Well, I just wanted to introduce myself. I am doctor Offman's friend. He has asked me to come with him into the ball you are holding. I,” her eyes glanced at the men, who lifted their lip's corner up in annoyance.

“Oh...” I didn't know what I should say and how I should act. Yes, I knew deep inside me that Caspar won't come alone to the ball. He would ask someone to come with him. Also, that buried thought told me that the person who he could ask should be a female. Probably his girlfriend or a female who he would love to call like that. So, knowing that, why I felt like someone had hit me to my stomach?