Eyes that bled grief part 19

The following is an original short story and I will upload parts of it as I write it. Enjoy!

(Warning for violence and adult themes. Material for readers over 18years old).

C.T.K.

Ch.19: A pair of souls

The details of the mission had been provided and in a few hour’s time Mainda and Tori were going to begin their journey to Bermuda, a destination that could mean their death. Mainda felt rusty all over, her throat closed up from the intensity, as is someone had been chocking her from the inside. The two apostles had been walking up the stairs in silence, avoiding each other’s eyes, perhaps in fear that their thoughts might spill out of them.

‘’I guess we shouldn’t speak to anyone about this.’’, Tori mumbled and sighed deeply before stopping in the middle of the staircase. The dim light entering through the shades, barely landed on the male’s complexion, his expression showed nothing but struggle to contain his emotions.

‘’Tori?’’, the female mumbled and approached him, his grey eyes avoiding hers.

‘’I want you to make it out alive from this mission.’’, he muttered through his teeth and tightened his fist so hard, that his veins protruded painfully. Mainda furrowed her brows and touched his tightened fist with her smaller hands, making him look into her blue eyes.

‘’If you are going down, I am going down with you.’’, the female spoke up and his eyes widened in shock. ‘’You should know that already.’’

‘’I will not accept it!’’, he suddenly grunted through his teeth and the female apostle blinked in surprise. She had never seen this happy go lucky man turn that dark. It shook her. ‘’I promised Koro he would get to keep his sister.’’, he added and brought his hand up to rub his face. Mainda pursed her lips in discontent.

‘’We all know what we are.’’, she told him and he chuckled. ‘’When I heard about this mission I was terrified to my very core. Not because of my own death, but because of yours.’’, Tori glared at her, while she gave him a bitter smile. ‘’Do you get it now? We are all worried for others and not ourselves, for we know that our lives are not our own, but our master’s. We must succeed in this mission no matter the cost.’’, she added. Tori lowered his gaze with a troubled frown. Mainda chuckled and cupped his face with her hand making him face her again before giving him a brief kiss on the lips.

‘’It would be my honor to die beside you.’’ The male widened his eyes at her words once more, still in disbelief of the way things turned out. He hugged her tightly and after taking a few minutes to recompose themselves, they headed upstairs to meet the rest of the followers.

An odd silence casted over the room as the apostles entered. Mainda’s eyes fell on her brother, his tanned complexion already showing signs of grave concern.

‘’Are they done?’’, Linda exclaimed, peeking her head out of the kitchen with a wooden ladle in her hand.

‘’Yeah they will be joining us soon enough.’’, the female apostle replied and approached her in order to assist with the preparations. Apart from the followers of the other masters, in the house also was Linda, Tristy and Issah. The rest had been out and about for missions and the preparations for the dinner and hosting the guests had fallen on the three of them. As soon as she stepped into the kitchen, Mainda felt the familiar piercing gaze of Issah fall on her. He had been preparing the platters alongside Tristy, but his attention shifted on the apostle. When their eyes met, Mainda frowned. There was nothing but honest concern there. Once again this man’s behavior confused her.

‘’Mainda, I want to speak with you.’’, she suddenly heard her brother behind her and turned to face him. She wanted to avoid this, but there was no way to do so.

‘’What is it Koro?’’

‘’When are you leaving?’’, he asked, his brows furrowed into a frown.

‘’In a few hours.’’, she replied, her stomach already turning for having to abandon him.

‘’I see…’’, he mumbled. ‘’Please get back in one piece.’’, he added and moved in to hug her. The female froze for a split second, unable to form words. She hugged him back and gave him a hesitant smile. When she turned to help the others, Issah still had her eyes on her, as if trying to express a message silently.

The dinner was a seemingly pleasant one and both the apostles who were about to leave for the mission, managed to act in a way that didn’t give out the possibility of them not making it back. Mainda did her best to think of it just like any other mission, since they were all dangerous after all. That night, the female decided not to sit in her room, alone. As soon as everyone headed for their respective rooms, she snuck out and approached one of the guest rooms. Her head was turning from the decisiveness that felt unreal to her, as she knocked on the door. When it opened, she met a half-naked Tori, rubbing on his eyes with the knuckles of his right hand. His well-built torso was exposed, revealing a number of scars, and his blonde hair was as messy as ever, making him look like a giant porcupine.

‘’Huh, Mainda?’’, he mumbled, still seeming lost. The female mustered all the courage she had, wondering why it had been easier for her to fight manifestations, than hit on a man she liked. She took a step in, making him step back and shut the door behind her. The male began to realize and widened his eyes, before a gentle blush appeared on his fair skin, contradicting his masculine features.

‘’I want to spent this night with you.’’, she mumbled and lowered her eyes. The male took a sharp breath and the next second she felt a great force pick her up and press her against the closed door behind her. Rough hands caressed her body, making her shiver profusely, and lips landed on her neck hungrily, biting, sucking on her skin, building up heat inside of her.

He carried her to the bed and hovered on top of her, their hands travelling onto each other hungrily, their lips meeting again and again in passionate kisses. No moment was wasted, their feelings for one another, the uncontrollable lust, was above their own control. The possibility of their death brought them closer, destroying all barriers they had. It was a night for the two of them, for their souls to connect through passion. Come tomorrow, their lives would be their masters’ once more, but for a few moments they gifted them to one another.