Rose Petals

Chapter Nine

Marcus
I released a heavy breath as I struggled to pull my eyes open, I was unexpectedly comfortable with Clementine pulled taut against my bare skin. I opened my eyes wider and looked down at my naked frame before looking at Clementine as she laid with her eyes still shut, meaning she was still asleep. I hurriedly rose to my feet and looked down at my flaccid cock, admiring how it curved slightly in her direction, as if it yarned for her as much as my heart started to. I rested my body down beside her sleeping frame as she loud soundless, I inched my hand closer and gently brushed my index finger along her jawbone, caressing the smooth skin with a light smile on my face. I couldn't help myself as I leaned down and lightly pecked her forehead, she was so elegant and genuine and now she could live to be who she thought she afraid. I admired her beauty longer, ignoring the sharp knocking at the door of my office and allowing the person to openly knock while calling my name through the door. I stared at the beauty before me, I wanted to love her. I wanted to kiss her. Most of all, I wanted to make love to her willingly but it was as if she was clueless of life now. I sort of missed her nervous expression, I wanted her to look at me the way she used to but not because she was afraid, but because she was in love. 

'I have to make her love me.' I easily understood as I stared at Clementine.  

Upon her stirring, I glared at the office door that wasn't in my sight before finding my clothes and slipping them on quickly, I walked toward the door and yanked it open just as I slid the other sleeve of my button up on. I glared at Dale angrily as he was disturbing my silent time, the little time I had to keep Clementine's company, her fresh wounds scared me because I didn't want her to get an infection built up around her eyes. I stepped out as I started to button my shirt but halted at the sight of Bethany as she smiled lightly at me, I stared at her in awe as she pushed past me and entered my office, me quickly on her tail with objection.

I pulled my eyes open, immediately catching attention of the room, the light shined off the soft hues of the red painted room with a bright burn, I squinted my eyes painfully as I took in the sights around me. I had no idea where I was and my sight appeared to zoom inward before fixing itself as they blurred, causing me to only close them and seal my eyelids tightly with my hands blocking the light for extra protection. I looked at my ankle as I heard a soft jiggle that only made me curious, I was amazed at the small block of metal on my ankle as I touched it lightly, feeling the chill of the metal as it encased my ankle completely. Attached to the block of metallic was a long extension of metal, a chain that limited my reach of the room and it's belongings. I was amazed, truly amazed at the chain as it latched around a bedpost of the red canopy bed. I stared onward, not sure what to do... well, I knew what I wanted to do but I wasn't sure how. I was expecting the baldheaded man to return as he had came to me yesterday... was that yesterday? It was obvious that the days seem to drag on, this life of mine was anew and it only made me curious on how I used to be, was I the victim in this? I heard the sound of soft huffing that grabbed my attention, but as my attention span easily got small, I caught attention of the flickering light against the red paint of the wall, mesmerizing me. The screaming of my bladder was a sensation I ignored until I couldn't hold it anymore and I allowed the urine to soak beneath me as I stared at the mesmerizing light against the wall before me. Almost on cue, the door to the room I was imprisoned in opened and the man from yesterday returned... Marcus, I believe. What a handsome man he was, his soft green eyes were also mesmerizing when they stared at me yesterday, it was as if he knew who I was and it made want to smile, only if I remembered how to smile. A weird stench seemed to trail him... or was it from me?