Devouring love (11 page)

Melody

He wanted to help me. That was all. But then why did I feel like there was something more?

I opened my eyes and turned to see what was going on through the window. I wanted so much to leave this room and let my wings to take me away from this place. I missed so much of the wind, of the sun... I missed everything what made me happy.

Unfortunately, I tried to control myself. Leaving this room would only mean that Merdian would protect me as his own eye; he would become my shadow.

I tried again to put myself in a sitting position. It was a hard thing to do, actually. Even if my body was getting back to normal quite quickly after this sleep, it didn't mean that two years would be erased. It did damage to my body and I would feel it for the rest of my life.

Somehow I managed to sit, my back was against the pillow. I was proud of myself at that moment.

My eyes lowered to my hand which my doctor had touched. It felt so right, so good to feel his skin against mine. I even wanted him to touch my face or put his lips against mine. I wondered how I could feel when I kiss him. I knew that I liked to kiss Merdian. He was a good kisser. At least I thought he was, because I had never kissed anyone else. It was forbidden for me to kiss another guy while he couldn't kiss another girl. Fair enough.

In my mind I promised myself not to open my mouth and say anything to anyone. At least until I would be strong enough to stand on my feet. But I changed my mind when I saw how miserable Caspar was when I didn't answer to his questions, when I didn't even try to open my mouth.

Also, I wanted to talk with him. Of course, not about my state, Merdian or how I had ended up in this place. No. I just wanted... to be his friend. He wanted to be my friend too. At least I thought he wanted. But I knew that to be his friend wouldn't be right. Merdian wouldn't like that.

And that electricity? No. It wasn't a good thing for us to be friends. It wasn't even right for him to be my doctor.

The door opened. I shoot my eyes at the person who was standing next to the door and just staring at me. It was Mr. Spring. Like always, he was wearing a suit, he wore an expensive perfume. His face was wearing a poker- face. From his stance you could easily understand that he wasn't the man with whom you could bargain. He was the king and everyone else was his servants.

“I see you are stronger today,” he said coldly.

I didn't nod or give any kid of sign that I understood what he had told. I just stared at him, pretending to be the stupidest person in this world.

“My son will come here soon,” he informed me as he walked closer to the bed.

I always felt uncomfortable in front of this person and I always avoided him like he was a plague. Maybe he was. After all, he was the person who decided who can live and who not. My father also was scared by this person. Only my mother felt safe in his presence, because she knew that he won't dare to hurt us.

“How do you feel, Melody?” he asked me. His eyes were glued to me. I wanted to order him to look at something else, but instead of that, I just nodded, telling him that everything was okay.

“Good, you understand what I am saying to you,” he pulled a small smile on his face. “That is some kind of progress.”

He glanced at the bear on my bed. I could see in his eyes anger now. I didn't need to be a smart person to know why he was suddenly furious. After all, Merdian told me that during his visits here. He liked to mention me that his father was angry with me, that I was unconscious and no one knew why. That I was torturing his only son who loved me and wanted me to be with him. In other words, he wasn't happy that he was powerless to change anything, that he was forced to see how miserable his son was. To be honest, I was depressed. Even if I wasn't sure about my decision to be his forever, I still loved him and wanted him to be happy.

“I will make sure that you would be on your feet as soon as possible,” Mr. Spring said, crossing his hands behind his back.

I gulped and I was glad that he wasn't looking at me at that moment.

I knew what Mr. Spring had in mind by saying that. He wanted me to be on my feet that his son could be happy again and give him heirs which would rule our society.

“Mr. Offman did an excellent job in solving how to wake you up,” he continued. He approached slowly to the window. I felt jealous that he could stand there and see what was happening below. “I am only curious, what really happened to you that day.”

I pressed my lips tightly. I could bet that they were even white. Everyone had to be wondering what really had happened to me, because I knew that I would be.

Patrick stopped and took one long look at me, waiting for me to say something. I met his eyes, but kept my mouth shut. I really didn't have any kind of plans of telling them about that night and the devil. I even doubted that I could ever be brave enough to tell what a terrible thing I had done.

“Well, Mr. Offman will have another mission; to teach you how to speak,” he sounded irritated.

I had a desire to open my mouth and tell him that I could speak and no one needs to teach me that. But somehow I killed it.

I closed my eyes. In my mind I begged for Merdian to come into the room and be with me. I missed him.

“I am really happy that you are with us again,” this time he put a smile on his face. This time his smile seemed warm and sincere.

And then he left the room. Even if he wasn't my most favorite person in this world, I still didn't want him to walk out from the room. I was alone for so long that the only thing which I wanted now was to be surrounded by many people and animals.

I sighed and dropped my eyes to the ground, then I lifted them to the window. I couldn't say that it was far away from my bed, but that short distance could become my biggest nightmare. I wasn't strong enough to stand on my feet. After all, I needed so much strength only to move my body in a sitting position.

“I won't give up,” I said to myself and started lifting my hands up an down. I needed to make my body stronger. I had a feeling that something bad will happen and I needed to be prepared for that.

Caspar

Mr. Patrick Spring was standing in front of me. I could feel power spreading from him. I tried to look confident in front of him, but it was really hard thing for me, because my body didn't want to listen to my orders. My body was shivering and I could bet that my voice would tremble if I open my mouth.

It was the first time I saw him after Melody being awaked. Even if I knew that I had done my job, something in my head was whispering that it was just the beginning of something bigger, something dangerous.

“I am really glad that you managed to do your job better and quicker that Melody's previous doctor,” he said as he took a seat in front of me.

“I did my best,” I looked everywhere accept at him. I knew that if we lock our eyes, I won't manage to say a word at him this minute. Why was I suddenly feeling so small and vulnerable in front of this man? I did what he had asked from me. I shouldn't feel guilty or ashamed in his presence. But here was the problem, I was, because I wanted what I knew I could never have.

“Yes,” he nodded. Now his sincere smile became a cunning one. “But your job hasn't finished yet,” he put his hands on his stomach.

I narrowed my eyes. Yes, I should have expected something like that. I had proven that I was a professional and not some kind of pretender. So, why should The Spring family throw out a golden coin and take a silver one?

“What else do you want me do?” I asked politely, although I wanted to yell at his face and say that I wanted to take one long holiday.

“Melody doesn't speak. So, you have to help her speak again. Not to mention, you must put her back on her feet,” he lifted his hand up to silence as he noticed that I was about to open my mouth and say something “I know that she won't be the same Melody as we have once known her,” sadness lived in his words. “But she will be the same to Merdian. So, do everything what you can to help her adapt to the life,” and he stood up. He didn't let me say anything more and that had insulted me. Yes, he had money and power, but it didn't give him right to act like this with me.

But I slammed myself in my mind and swallowed my anger. I didn't need to have an enemy right now and especially Mr. Patrick Spring.

I spent an hour just trying to create a plan how to help Melody. Okay, she could speak. One problem solved. Right now I needed to find out her mental state: was she insane or not. The fact that she could hear everything during her sleep wasn't much promising thing.

I could only hope that everything could be fine with her brain. It was a pink elephant's dream, but still, I had that thought in my head and I prayed for it like it was my GOD.

I stood up and walked to the window. The days were getting warmer and warmer every day. Soon the summer would start, but I doubted that I would have my holiday. I could barely remember the last time I did nothing but just rested on the grass and stared at the fluffy white clouds.

Someone knocked on the door, bringing me back to the reality which I wanted to be alive only that I could kill it.

I turned around and told that someone that he could come in. The door immediately opened and Chelsea entered inside. In her hand I noticed a cup of coffee. She knew when I really needed one.

I smiled. She put a smile too on her face but it was bigger and more alive than mine.

“Hard day?” she asked as she extended her hand to me with the cup of coffee.

“Yes,” I nodded and looked at the dark liquid in the cup. From my studies time I knew that the coffee was destructive to health, but I didn't care this minute. I needed its magical powers this moment. “Mr. Spring gave me another job and I doubt that I would be able to do it,” I sat over the table. Chelsea also took a seat.

“I believe in you. You managed to wake that girl. Melody, right?” I nodded. “No one else could do that. So, you shouldn't devalue yourself. You are a fantastic doctor.”

I sipped my coffee. She said only what I really needed to hear this moment; encouragement not to give up and do whatever those rich people would want me to do.

“To wake her was one thing, but to make her the same person as everyone used to know her...” I shook my head. “No. I am really not a wander-maker.”

She lifted one corner of her lips up in sympathetic. She had the same thought about Melody's mental state.

“Just try,” she said and stood up. “A person who doesn't even try to win is a bigger looser that the one who actually tries,” and she walked out from the room. Yes, she said the truth. One way or another, the result would be the same, but at least I could tell everyone that I did what I could.

Melody

“How are you?” Merdian asked me. He was wearing a huge smile on his face, his eyes were shinning so brightly that I even thought they could lighten up this all room. He was so happy to see me awaked, alive. I was excited too. The darkness was finally defeated. At least I hoped it was.

My doctor came every day into my ward to give me special medicine only to make sure that my mysterious illness wouldn't do its dirty job. Every time he tried to find out something about me and the possible reason why I was in here in the first place. But I decided not to talk with him anymore until I would really have something important to tell him.

Every time he left the room sad and a bit angry that I didn't want to talk with him and to make his job easier. I perfectly understood that I was making his life a hell. After all, he was working to The Spring family and both of the leading men wanted perfection and control. My doctor should be feeling like a dog which was bossed around.

I felt guilty that I decided to make his job only harder for him. Also, I was a bit angry with myself. After all, I wanted to leave this place as soon as possible, then why I was so stubborn and creating rules for myself not to do one or other thing? Because I was afraid.

I tried to create a smile on my face, but I doubted if I succeeded. Every movement of mine required a lot of strength and attention. I was so hard for me even to move my hand.

“I presume that means you are fine,” he touched my cheek and I moved my head closer to his fingers. I felt joy inside me. I was finally with him, with a person who I loved me, with a person from whom I shouldn't have tried to run away.

He leaned closer to me. Only a few inches separated our lips from each other. I could feel his warm breath on my skin.

“I missed you,” he whispered and I closed my eyes. He touched my cheek with his fingers, spreading vibes through all my body.

“I missed you too,” I whispered back. I just couldn't forbid myself not to say those words to him. Yes, I missed feeling his touches, seeing him, even if I knew that he was always with me.

He leaned back a bit and I opened my eyes. I could see surprise on his face. Only seeing his face expression I realized what had happened; it were my first words to him. He tried to so many times to steal some of them from my mouth, but he had always hit the brick wall and his dialogs turned to be monologues.

“Melody,“ he said, not trying to control his excitement,” do you recognize me?

“Yes,” I said instead of nodding. Nodding required more strength than saying that one word, so I decided to be a bit lazy at that moment.

He didn't know what to say anymore, so he let his lips do what they yearned for so long; our lips joined into one of those long and sweet kisses which I always liked. Dammit, I missed him so much. My beloved Merdian. My soulmate. My angel. My fiance.

When we broke our kiss, he lay on my bed, taking me into his embrace. I didn't struggle because I wasn't strong enough even to push him one step away from me. Plus, I didn't want to push him away. I had missed so much to be surrounded by his strong arms.

“I won't let you out from my eyes again,” he promised me. Or did he promise himself that? I didn't know and I didn't care while he was with me.

But in the end he had to leave me alone in this room. Even if he was powerful angel among the humans, it didn't mean that everyone would always listen to him and dance according to his wishes. He was asked to leave the hospital, but before he left me for the night, he had made sure that there would be more guards next to my door and that a few doctors would be in the building if something bad would happen to me.