Jane pov.
I smiled at the memories of my last time with Jared.
Who would have known it would be our last time together, which ended by urging each other to fulfill some stupid promise? As I look back, I wish I had never made Jared promise to live my life happily with someone other than him, even after his death.
I don’t think I have the strength to survive. Life took an unusual and miserable turn, and I don’t know why__ I am enduring, alone when everyone else I love is dead, all at once.
The place that once was my rapture, my home, time made it my agony.
Every corner, everywhere my eyes land, reminds me of the past. This place was nothing but a house we bought made with bricks and wood. With time, we made it our home.
The house that always made me smile in the past, the same place, is making my heartburn, nauseating me, and reminding me of people I lost. I can’t stay here, not now, so I ran, moving my legs as fast as possible, stressing the limitations of my body.
I ran from the past, my life, my grief, wanting to leave everything behind, and ran, just ran, fast, until my vision turned blurred, with my knees jelly. With everything turning dark.
“Sleepyhead, wake up,” I heard a familiar voice as a pair of lips touched my temple.
I opened my eyes, coming face to face with a half-naked man with his hip wrapped in a towel and the rest displayed for my pleasure. My eyes scanned the figure in front of me, top to bottom from his muscular arms, which flexed as he was drying his hair, to his torso, packed with abs.
A few beads of water seep from his chest to his abs to his navel, slowly but sensually to the part covered beneath the towel, hidden as he is drying his wet brown hair with a towel in his hand.
“Like anything you see.”
I smirked at his words, not ashamed of him catching me red-handed as I pulled his hand, making him stumble on top of my body and into the bed, arms wrapped around his waist. “Everything…” I said, kissing him furiously. Jared seemed surprised for a few moments by my impromptu kiss. However, his hands shift to possess my body as the kiss deepens furthermore. But it ended as impromptu as it started.
“Jane, I have to go,” Jared said, leaving me with a tender peck on my lips.
I groaned in disapproval, not wanting him to leave. “Jared, you cannot leave in the middle like this. Finish what you’ve started.”
Jared beamed at my words. “Jane, you’re a horn dog sometimes.”
“Only for you.”
“That, I know… but right now. I have to go,” Jared said as he was battling to knot his tie. “And trust me, I’m no fool to leave my beautiful fiancé at home, to watch a bunch of old guys in suits talking.”
“Fine…,” I sighed. “But come soon.”
Jared nodded. “Can you help me?”
I smiled, moving from the bed and in front of him. It’s Jared’s daily request. He will battle, trying the best he can, but then he will ask for my help.
“Why don’t you learn to knot it? Maybe, then you won’t have to ask for my help each time or skip wearing it. You look good either way.” I said, pulling him close to me.
Jared leaned forward, placing a gentle kiss on my hair, before grasping my hips with his hands, leaving no space between our bodies. “Why, learn? When I have my beautiful woman to do it for me, and it too comes with some advantages like…,” he paused, kissing my lips.
I chuckled. Although I complain every time, I enjoy these little sentiments and moments together.
“Done. Now slowly turn 360 degrees,”
Jared looked puzzled by my words. “Why?”
“Well… I want to admire the beauty in front of me.”
“You act wicked sometimes, you know,” he uttered, but obliged, anyway. I can’t lie about how good he looks in this three-piece black fitted suit with a royal blue tie.
I started biting my lower lips unintentionally as my eyes settled on him. Jared peered at me with a gleam in his eyes.
“What? Why are you looking at me like that?” I asked.
“Nothing, I was thinking of running late for work today,” he responded, unbuttoning his jacket, loosening his tie fast, with a devilish smirk on his face as he carried me in his arms and onto the bed.
“Jared, aren’t you running late?” I asked, in between his urgent kisses.
“Yes! I’m, but can I leave my love unhappy, alone? Can I?” Jared said. I shook my head with a smirk on my lips in answer before I started kissing him back.
I sighed happily as the kiss deepened, with my hands wrapping around his back, sliding it under his shirt, embracing the closeness of our bodies. Everything around you fades in a moment like these, when the ones you love, loves you back.
Nothing lasts forever, not even happiness. The sweet, cherishing kisses ended. The warm, soft, mobile body lying on me is now cold, immobilized. Eyes closed, face pale with no pulse or heartbeat, or breathing, no sign of life is present, as if it’s dead. Every attempt to shake, call and even slap, doesn’t make a difference in the state. With tears streaming from my eyes and my heart aching, I shouted his name, in hope for some miracle to happen. “Jared,” I shouted, loudly. “Jared… Jared…. Jared… Jared,” I shouted again and again but there was no response from him, he remained immobile ignoring all my pleas and my words, but I didn’t stop myself and shouted his name with the strength remaining in me. “Jared…, wake up please,”