Chapter 117: Chap.115*One Last S*x*

"Help!!!"

I must have been sleeping for hours now. My head hurt but my body felt heavy. I tried to change my side but felt restricted, which made me frown a little with my eyes still closed.

Why couldn't I move?

I struggled to open my eyes, to see what was going on and the shock hit me when I realized that both my hands are tied to the bed.

So it was all a nightmare? But then why I was tied, what was he planning to do to me?

It was then everything made its way back to my head.

"Desmond is a serial killer," my heart skipped a beat as I recognized the room. It was my old bedroom where he had tied me. My forehead was all bandaged up, he got me when I passed out.

"Help!!! Somebody help me please." I tried to scream but my voice was all crusty and rough.

"Please help me." I cried once everything had started to make sense again. After my cries had caused enough chaos, the door opened and Desmond stepped inside.

He had some bruises on his neck and forehead too, maybe it was from the time when the tea branch fell on him and he fell onto the ground.

Seeing him now was such a terrifying feeling. I was beyond scared at his presence.

"Why did you follow me, Ayleen?" he questioned very coldly, his eyes looked so tired and full of pain. His quizzical eyes were giving me goosebumps. I never thought I would see what I saw tonight.

"WHERE IS MY SON?" I ignored his question and shouted at him, asking about Roy.

I have no idea what he has done to my son but my mind could not tolerate any more pain.

"He is fine, our son is fine." with that statement only, he wanted to assure me that he would not hurt his own son.

"Please just let me go, I swear I won't tell anyone," I shouted in cries, trying to free my wrists from the ropes he had to tide me with.

"Ayleen! No! You can't leave. Don't you understand, I'm doing all this for you." the cold attitude he was showing changed to something full-on crazy mood.

He was using all his gestures and expressions and even glaring at me.

"I don't want to listen to your sick excuses, just let me go please." I was sobbing loudly, praying that somehow I get out of here and find my son.

"How could you do this to me?" He shouted once I wasn't paying attention to his concerns, "I did all this for you and you want to leave me?" there was so much anger and disappointment in his tone that I forgot to acknowledge that it was all his fault at the end of the day. He can't just act like I was at fault for finding out his secrets.

"Don't act like you did all this for me, your sick mind never cared for me or you wouldn't have done that to those innocent people." I was sobbing hysterically and moving around to set myself free.

My words might have hurt him bad because he paused for a minute and after zoning out, a tear made its way down his cheek.

He lowered his face in silence and then marched towards the table which had some stuff on it. He pulled out a needle and mumbled, "You leave me no choice." He murmured, keeping his eyes on the needle.

And that's when I realized that I shouldn't have pissed him off. He got closer to my bed and sat down to stare me in the eye.

"Desmond, please don't do this." I was scared of him, for once in my life, I was so scared of him that looking him in the eye was the most difficult step that I was willing to take.

"I've to fix you," his eyes formed tears and he grabbed my arm that was already tied to cease my attempts of getting away from him.

"Fix me?" I questioned, hurt and shocked. I didn't get much time to respond because he had already injected the needle into me.

Sleep has started to take over me and there was no way I could resist it anymore.

I fell asleep the moment the drug hit me. I wondered what he was going to do now that I knew what kind of an animal he was.

Was he really thinking that we still had a chance at a happy ending?

I woke up hours later and despite being scared and afraid of Desmond, I decided to not piss him off.

For the next few hours, I did as he said. Ate my dinner in silence and even tried to make a conversation with him but I felt like it was too soon to even make any plan.

"Desmond!" I watched him cleaning my room and making sure I sleep soundlessly.

"Hm?" He didn't stop to watch me; his entire attention was on the glass of juice he had accidentally spilled on the table.

"I'm sorry, I troubled you so much for no reason." I lied, trying to sound as sincere as I could.

"Hm!" he didn't speak to me, he was busy doing the job.

"Desmond! Are you that mad at me?" I murmured very softly, my body relaxed to not trigger him. I had stopped struggling to get the chains off as well.

"I don't have anything to say to you." He kept his eyes at the table. I have to get his attention, I have to make him listen to me.

"Please speak to me. I realized how selfish I was to question you or even carry on this nasty, sick - -," I halted when he had finally turned around to me, "I'm sorry, you did everything for me, all of it for me and I questioned you." I kind of made him listen to me.

"It wasn't your duty to take care of them, they were after me." I uttered, "They were my problems but you did it all for me and look at me, the same selfish Ayleen." as I kept talking, my eyes formed tears. We have been through a lot and for us to end like this was something I never expected, I never wanted it to end like this.

"No! Don't say that." He quickly rushed my way and sat down in the bed with me, "if I have to go through all of it again, I'll do it without questioning you once." the tears in his eyes melted my heart, I urged to live a happy life with him, but sadly, our story had to go through this route now.

"I love you, Desmond," I uttered and his eyes lightened up, I know he wasn't expecting me to accept him this quick, to accept the reality of our relationship but what he didn't know was that I've already made up my mind. No way, I was going to live with him after I saw him digging Graves.

"You are back?" He asked me with so much hope in his eyes that nodding my head made me look guilty in own my eyes.

Had things been any different, I would have never played with his feelings like that.

"Yes!" I bobbed my head and he sighed in relief.

"You have no idea how long I've waited for this moment, for you to realize what I do for you is something nobody would ever do for you." Desmond was steadily running his hand through my hair, his eyes watching my face with love and concern at the same time.

"I know and that's why I decided to be back. We need to get past everything and start afresh, start anew. We are given a second chance and instead of walking away from if, we should take it and make the best out of it." I knew I had completely mesmerized him with my words, my plan had worked because a smile of relief hit his lips the very moment I spoke the way he remembers me talking to him.

"I am so happy," the tears of happiness formed in his eyes streamed down to his cheek. He lowered his face down to my forehead and gently left a peck.

"I'll untie you now, I don't like restraining you." the fact that it was so easy to manipulate him, made me feel guilty.

I could tell that he truly loved me a lot, but I was lost. I had to leave or I will go crazy here. He untied me quickly and as soon as I got up on my feet, I hugged him.

I knew it was going to be the last time, I knew this would be our last kiss.

I broke the hug and gently pressed my lips against his, making him deepen the kiss.

I might be crazy, but I wanted to have one last s** with him. His love was too much for me, so much that I don't think I was ready for something like that.

He pulled me on top of him and laid down, making me sit on his torso and I gently rubbed my body against his body while su*king his tongue.