Cyrus
"Why do innocent people get captured for one's good? Like I didn't even do anything". I exclaimed to Zella when she walked into the room.
" You can shut it down. Why do you keep blabbering these kinds of stuff?. This is so tedious."
"If all my blabbering is annoying, why have you trapped me up here!".
"Hold on a second, I didn't frame you. You came here on your own accord. Stop acting like you've been abducted or something!"
When I heard those words, I was harassed because I wondered why someone would come here with their consent.
"What's that supposed to mean? I know you're pulling the wool over my eyes. There's an ulterior motive, and I can feel it. I mean, who on earth would want to come into this horrible room?"
"Seriously! Don't you dare say anything about my beautiful estate! Ulterior motive. Huh! Don't complicate yourself by overthinking to such extents. It will only be a matter of hours."
I was hoping that she could spill all the tea by herself, but she was so brave and determined in whatever she was planning that she kept beating about the bush, and did not reveal a single word about what she was trying to do.
But after all those conversations that have occurred now. I'm stuck on the way I wound up here with my consent again without my consent.
I'm trying to recall the whole cycle of yesterday and how it unfolded as a result.
"Look, are you sure you don't recall how you got here?" She spoke out of curiosity.
"No, I have no recollection. Right now, I am appalled by what is happening to me."
The look in her deep eyes left me with no more words to speak. She seemed more frightened than I was. Like she couldn't figure out how I ended up here with her.
Something seemed odd as if Zella was innocent and she was not using me for fun. She had this weird look in her eyes telling me that she had no intention of harming me.
But the question that left me alone was how did I get in here, I wonder what is going on?
"Don't look at me this way!" she said with irritation.
"First, stop staring at my fingernails with horrified eyes, they're fake."
"Sorry, I'm not accustomed to you being like this. And now will you tell how and why and when all of this happened?".
"All right, I'll explain to you how you got here." She whispered in a very low voice.
"Remember we met for the first time in the syndrome nursing camp?" She asked.
"Yes, I remember it vividly''.
"On the way home, you got sick and I helped you regain consciousness. That's how you ended up here with your endorsement, Mr Cyrus."
"No, I don't believe so, I came here like this, it was a camp, you could have taken me to a clinic?"
"Yes, in the middle of the night you want me to take you to a clinic in the middle of the woods? I think you're off your rocker! And now the saying becomes true that humanity no longer exists in this world."
"You should not be speaking about this phrase at this moment. Looking at me do you think your gesture of hospitality towards me is humane.
When I cried out those words. The whole aura of the room suddenly changed as she felt guilty about the action she took and what she might do next.
Although what bothered me is that there are a lot of pages to unroll and she has no idea what's going to happen next.
'Can we share a drink and let go of the pressure,
Cause the last time we talked seems like forever, and ever
Feels like you don't even know me,
Just me and the stars can get lonely.'
Zella
How is he not aware that he came here? I feel like he's doing it deliberately.
Something seems strange, or maybe he's exaggerating, so I set him free. I must explain my actions to him and talk to him, otherwise, he will think of something more.
I do not know whether he will be able to understand my terms and most likely my attraction towards him which gave me the courage to take this big step.
"Ouch! Zella, Zella, he's screaming loud. Listening to his voice, and him being in pain makes me hurt yet I am afraid if he tries to run away that'll be the end of everything I have gone through.
"Can you stop staring at me and release me, please, it's been five hours since you tied me to this chair?"
"What if you run away". I say doubtful, but deep down I'm afraid I'll lose him.
"I won't, I don't think I can, just free me up and we can talk things out isn't it?"
I went near him and started to untie him, it was pretty hard because the ropes were tight, so I pulled him towards me.
The closeness gave me shivers as I plunged into his gaze with increasing attractiveness.
As soon as I freed him, he smiled and his smile caused me to smile. It's squeaky, but right now it's such a wonderful feeling.
The butterflies in my stomach were just singing this one song.
'I know that my heart can be so cold
But I'm sweet for you, come put me in a cone
You're the only touch, yeah, that get me melting
He's my favourite flavour, always gonna pick him'
When he got up, relaxed his arms, this view of his great height with dark brown eyes, and his fashion sense made me feel a bit awkward. Because I had too many jewels on.
His filthy shoes and his white shirt were the ultimate proof of his character and the mistake I made. But the most appealing trait of him was his eyes, deep and ripe for which I committed this crime.
His short curly hair even drew my gaze and made my heart float.
"Can I have something to eat?" he said, interrupting my thoughts.
"What would you like to eat? How about a bagel and cream cheese?" I asked.
"In this situation, everything is going to be a luxury to eat," that sarcastic comment from his mouth shook me and made me realize how irresponsible I was to him.
I gave him a bagel and cream cheese as this is the last thing I have. And I have no idea if he would have even eaten this.
When I put the plate in front of him, he seemed a little off. He had no idea about these things. His reaction made me laugh but I controlled it well.
When he had a bite of the bagel, he said:
" You know what, the last couple of hours, I've been through everything that I never imagined, things that I never believed started existing.
"I still can't believe the fact that the things I hated the most and always wanted to be away from but now I can't keep my eyes shut. It's like a very strange memory that is now living in the lanes of my mind!"
His talk felt more like a confession to me. But it was shrouded in secrets that I couldn't understand.
"Every time I try to understand the situation, every time I feel like I'm losing it" this came just deep from my heart.
It feels like this moment is just dedicated to our baseless confessions which we are making.
"Why am I the only one?'' He said in disguise, It could have been any other man you proposed to come and none of them would reject you. But what made you lay your eyes on me".
The confidence in his tone was more likely as I was getting investigated. Like he knows most of the story still wants to listen to me.
"My horoscope indicated me to you, that's why" without giving a second thought to my answer I was ready to spill all the beans without thinking what to say.
At a point, I decided not to vary this more and just go on giving all questions to his answer.
"Horoscope?, I wasn't expecting something so straightforward but confusing from you" he blunted with a thousand different questions on his face.
I gathered myself to bring up a topic that I never wanted to tell anybody.
I sighed " Barnumzodiac, it's a medical term where people believe in horoscopes and astrological studies. Like not just believe" I sighed again grasping for words.
"Like not just believe? What more, spill out"
"Uhmm it's kinda like, one does anything to make your horoscope true of the day. It's the kind of satisfaction we get and hope to live on in life, something like this!"
I ended my explanation in sweats, so scared I don't even know if he'll understand this or will be able to accept it. Everything now seems so intense.
"Are you sure about this? I don't think this kind of stuff exists. ``These words of his counterattacked me with so much curiosity that I felt numb.
But his eyes gave me a concerned look which made me want to explain to him more.
"Barnumzodiac is a type of phobia. A phobia that terrifies the crap out of you if your day does not go as the horoscope says it to be.
I feel if I don't go according to my zodiac predictions something worse will happen to me and that thought sometimes gives me panic attacks" I think this is the best explanation I can give to him to justify my actions
"Did you consult a doctor?" His short questions unexpectedly affect me with a bulge of emotions and because of this I don't resist just answering him, in the best way I can".
"Yes,'' I said hysterically "I did consult my doctor, he said that this is because of the lack of social gathering and happiness caused me to turn this way." I feel like I'm letting my guard off slowly though with no regrets.
"Are you okay with this syndrome growing in you and eating you up?" Why does he keep coming on my nerves without any hesitations. His reactions make me feel like he knows me for too long and now finally is getting to talk to me.
Sometimes it feels like there's an insecurity that bothers me every time, I feel so addicted to this that the rest seems useless. Yet there's no going back from it.
I thought of this but didn't speak out loud. I don't why but I was not ready yet!
"Aren't you shocked by listening to this?" I counter back him with suspicion "if someone else would hear this they would never want to be staying one more minute with me but look at you, so calm and relaxed that you were ready for something like this". I said in a whole single go avoiding so many of his expressions towards me.
"I am a smart boy. Looking at this crazy atmosphere that you build up around me I knew something was off with you. But" he stops and glares at me hard then leans forward towards me and whispers slowly.
"I am not someone else, I won't run away in a single minute" he moves back. The hold of his voice according to his gesture makes me clinch.
"And you're the one who has trapped me here, until and unless things don't get resolved will you let me go," he says excitedly as he's now enjoying every bit of this circumstance.
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