Forbidden Love
Please, No. (29th Chapter)
…Later In the Afternoon…
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Evelyn's POV:
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After the talk that Mrs. Higgins and I shared, I felt that someone actually understands me. Harry of course is very mature and he already knows how I think. But that’s because it is his duty, as much as it is mine; that’s how two people in love should be. But for Mrs. Higgins’s case, she made me notice that people do care about each other.
She made me realize that we humans need to stick for each other, even if there wasn’t any personal interest in the process. Why do we need to hate, and hurt each other? Why do we have to disagree, and force our opinions instead of sharing them only? This world is endless with the lessons to be taught, and I plan to learn them as long as I have breath in my body. I owe this to the new Evelyn, who’s ready to find her path in life independently.
“(He cheers, from the door’s entrance) Look who’s back!” I quickly stand up on my heels, marching towards Desmond. Harry went with the driver to pick him up earlier, but I didn’t realize that they would come back this soon. Desmond’s arms hook around my waist (http://www.polyvore.com/gold_blue_white/set?id=129016131&lid=3755600), engulfing me with a tight embrace.
“I’ve missed you so much, darling.” I shift awkwardly on my feet, sliding away from his arms. “I’m glad you’re back.” I give him a polite smile, noticing that Harry wasn’t that fond of us hugging at all. “Would you like to have dinner? I’ll go tell the cooking staff to begin right away?” I try to find an excuse to leave the room, but Desmond shakes his head.“Why the rush, darling? (He points his index finger to the upstairs, smiling slyly) You and I need to be alone for a while, then we could have dinner.”
I don’t actually know how to respond, because I didn’t quite understand what Desmond meant in being alone together. I nod slowly, keeping my good will smile as I march up the staircase. I hear his feet following mine, while I enter the room. I allow him to go in first, since I felt that I should have another look at my lover. I notice Harry’s eyes already on mine, staring at me from the lower level. He mouths to me in silence: “Don’t be long, baby.”
I nod in reassurance, as I close the door behind me. “Come sit near me, Evelyn.” Desmond pats the empty place beside him on the bed edge, as his eyes wonder over my figure. Once I rest down, Desmond’s hands surprise me when he begins to unbutton my blazer. He takes it off, admiring the cleavage from my white top. He begins to near his face at mine, which makes me jolt away backwards in the second.
“(I ask in worry) What are you doing?” He furrows his eyebrows, looking at me like I suddenly transformed into a plant. “(He chuckles in a absurd way, moving closer to me again) I miss my wife, and I want to share with her something that we should have done way back in our honeymoon. Now come along, precious.” I blink my eyes in fear, not even understanding what has gotten into Desmond.
He leans in to kiss me, but I push my face away; palming my fists to force him off of me. “(I whimper as he begins kissing my cheek) P-please stop. (He doesn’t seem to, so I find myself yelping in fear) Desmond, please no. I don’t wan-…” His palm slams over my face, hurting me in a large capacity. I begin to cry, when he yanks my shoulders; forcefully dragging me closer to his body.
God, please help me. I am only your child, and I need your protection right now.“(He hisses) Stop being stubborn, and take off this shirt.” I shake my head while crying, earning another slap on my other cheek. “Shut up!” He snaps while grasping my hair from the behind, tilting my face closer to his so he can get a taste from my lips.
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Evelyn's POV:
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After the talk that Mrs. Higgins and I shared, I felt that someone actually understands me. Harry of course is very mature and he already knows how I think. But that’s because it is his duty, as much as it is mine; that’s how two people in love should be. But for Mrs. Higgins’s case, she made me notice that people do care about each other.
She made me realize that we humans need to stick for each other, even if there wasn’t any personal interest in the process. Why do we need to hate, and hurt each other? Why do we have to disagree, and force our opinions instead of sharing them only? This world is endless with the lessons to be taught, and I plan to learn them as long as I have breath in my body. I owe this to the new Evelyn, who’s ready to find her path in life independently.
“(He cheers, from the door’s entrance) Look who’s back!” I quickly stand up on my heels, marching towards Desmond. Harry went with the driver to pick him up earlier, but I didn’t realize that they would come back this soon. Desmond’s arms hook around my waist (http://www.polyvore.com/gold_blue_white/set?id=129016131&lid=3755600), engulfing me with a tight embrace.
“I’ve missed you so much, darling.” I shift awkwardly on my feet, sliding away from his arms. “I’m glad you’re back.” I give him a polite smile, noticing that Harry wasn’t that fond of us hugging at all. “Would you like to have dinner? I’ll go tell the cooking staff to begin right away?” I try to find an excuse to leave the room, but Desmond shakes his head.“Why the rush, darling? (He points his index finger to the upstairs, smiling slyly) You and I need to be alone for a while, then we could have dinner.”
I don’t actually know how to respond, because I didn’t quite understand what Desmond meant in being alone together. I nod slowly, keeping my good will smile as I march up the staircase. I hear his feet following mine, while I enter the room. I allow him to go in first, since I felt that I should have another look at my lover. I notice Harry’s eyes already on mine, staring at me from the lower level. He mouths to me in silence: “Don’t be long, baby.”
I nod in reassurance, as I close the door behind me. “Come sit near me, Evelyn.” Desmond pats the empty place beside him on the bed edge, as his eyes wonder over my figure. Once I rest down, Desmond’s hands surprise me when he begins to unbutton my blazer. He takes it off, admiring the cleavage from my white top. He begins to near his face at mine, which makes me jolt away backwards in the second.
“(I ask in worry) What are you doing?” He furrows his eyebrows, looking at me like I suddenly transformed into a plant. “(He chuckles in a absurd way, moving closer to me again) I miss my wife, and I want to share with her something that we should have done way back in our honeymoon. Now come along, precious.” I blink my eyes in fear, not even understanding what has gotten into Desmond.
He leans in to kiss me, but I push my face away; palming my fists to force him off of me. “(I whimper as he begins kissing my cheek) P-please stop. (He doesn’t seem to, so I find myself yelping in fear) Desmond, please no. I don’t wan-…” His palm slams over my face, hurting me in a large capacity. I begin to cry, when he yanks my shoulders; forcefully dragging me closer to his body.
God, please help me. I am only your child, and I need your protection right now.“(He hisses) Stop being stubborn, and take off this shirt.” I shake my head while crying, earning another slap on my other cheek. “Shut up!” He snaps while grasping my hair from the behind, tilting my face closer to his so he can get a taste from my lips.
Notes
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3/29/15