bitter Chocolat: kismet

One day, whether you are 14, 28 or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die.       

Beau Taplin

Art by Francoise Nielly


It was a little before 4:00 a.m. when Ike woke up panicked. He was a deep sleeper and not the sort to have vivid dreams, much less dreams where he could place his feelings. He couldn't ignore the strange sensations in the pit of his stomach that left him very worried about Leila.  Ike decided to see her instead of calling, quickly throwing on some clothes. 

By the time he reached her building, he was already thinking of alternative ways to make contact just in case she didn't answer.  Ike was determined to ensure nothing had happened even if that meant waking her up.  Once he entered her building code, Ike was relieved to hear Leila over the intercom.  She didn't sound like she had just woken up, but he also wondered if she had ever made it to sleep. 

“Hello, who is it?” 

“Hey Leila it’s me, Ike.” 

“Ike? Is everything okay, it’s almost 4:30?” 

“Yeah I know. Um, I hope you won’t think I’m crazy but I had a dream about you.  It scared me a bit and I just wanted to see if you were good.  You sound okay so I’ll just head back.” 

“No. Wait.  Ike, I’ll buzz you up.” 

After pressing 9 on her cellphone, Leila clicked over to the other line and said it was a wrong number. She asked her mom if she could call her back to finish her story because she was going to attempt sleep again. Leila had no clue what she was going to say to Ike when he made it upstairs, but she knew she couldn't send him away. The fact that he had a dream on the same night her nightmare changed compelled her to see him. Even though a tiny part of her questioned if he was her white light, she knew she could trust him. Leila checked her appearance in the hallway mirror to make sure she was decent, opening the door after hearing him knock. 

"Damn you're beautiful. Hi Leila." 

"You're beautiful too. Hi Ike."  

Leila was feeling self-conscious, but she could not stop herself from sharing her honest reaction to seeing Ike at her door. His beauty had very little to do with his good looks.  Leila felt like she could see straight into his soul and what she saw there was beautiful...pure. When Ike wrapped his arms around her, Leila felt protected.  Leila's nightmares always left her with the fear that something dark was waiting for her in the night. For the first time however, she felt like she could face it. 

"I hope I am not freaking you out, but I needed to see if you were okay with my own eyes.  Are you okay baby?" 

That "baby" lit a fire in Leila and had her feeling more than okay.  Suddenly, she needed to feel Ike's lips on hers. Leila rose to her tiptoes and inched back in his embrace a bit.  She then pulled Ike's head down and captured his lips with her own, dipping her tongue into his mouth. Ike and Leila remained lip-locked as he kept one arm wrapped around her waist to lift her up into the apartment, and used his other arm to close the door behind him.   Once inside he lightly sucked on her bottom lip, placing a soft kiss, before lowering her to the ground. Ike looked down at Leila tenderly, touching his forehead to hers. 

"Leila, I could kiss you all day and night even though I'm mad at how you scammed me into a first kiss before our first date.  But for real have you slept? Are you okay?" 

Leila smiled and gave him a light peck.  Testing it out Leila replied, "Babe I'm okay, let's talk about your dream." 

She led him to the couch in the living room and they sat down with their arms wrapped around each other. Ike told Leila he didn't really have dreams and if he did, he never remembered them.  He recalled feeling dark and thought he heard whimpering. Ike said he sensed that he was trying to get to her but then he woke up out of breath and panting.  Ike mentioned he didn't believe in all that psychic mumbo jumbo but had read about people being able to sense their loved ones in danger.  Ike didn't tell Leila he came because he wasn't about to risk losing her and his shot at forever.  Leila was his meant to be and he would protect her at all costs. 

Leila laid her head on Ike's chest while he was speaking, feeling his heartbeat.  Every thump she fell further...hopelessly (dangerously for the both of them) in love.  Ike gazed in awe at Leila's face.  She looked so peaceful but lost in thought as she hadn't yet noticed that Ike had stopped talking.  While it was easy to lose himself in how right this all felt; he could not, would not, shake the feeling that Leila was in danger.   But from what, he didn't know. 

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"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK," Kelley screamed.   

"How could she do this to me?" Kelley raged in his study launching object after object across the room.  The paperweight on his desk shattered the screen displaying the interior of Leila's bathroom.  Kelley had a monitor for every room in Leila's apartment surveilling and recording her home around the clock.  The first weekend Leila went home to visit her parents, Kelley posed as maintenance and outfitted her place with tiny cameras.  He looked on in disgust as his perfect prize behaved like trash kissing Ike, and planned to fix her soon. Kelley's face contorted in anger watching them make stupid moon eyes at each other on the couch.  Phase One was ruined and he knew he would not be going anywhere now, least of all to Leila's to give her what she had been missing. 

"I was supposed to have her today! It's been too long!"   

Kelley couldn't figure out why Leila was awake because he had lined her rinse cup with the appropriate dose of his favorite sedative.  He saw it take affect before she went to sleep so none of this made sense. 

Kelley stormed out of his study and headed to the basement, stripping out of his clothes as he moved through his home.   Once nude, he descended the stairs slowly until a young woman came into view. She was in shackles in the corner, cowering from pain and abject fear.  Her face sported a nasty bruise that wasn't there when she was touching up her makeup at the frat party a few hours ago. 

"Please. Please don't kill me, I'll do anything you want."  

Kelley laughed. 

"You will do anything and everything that I want.  Then, I'll kill you." 

She cried as she looked into the face of evil. 

Sometimes human places, create inhuman monsters. - Stephen King

…TO BE CONTINUED.

bitter chocolat (2017)

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