"My name is CniDaria nice to meet you." He took my hand and led me outside where we continued to talk and flirt. Acting like a couple of fools as we walk down the street
"So, what is an amazing lady like you doing by yourself on a Friday night? I half expected a huge gorilla to pop up around the corner when I walked up to talk to you."
"What makes you think I would be interested in a huge gorilla?"
"Well, you look like you're a complicated woman, beautiful on the outside and complex, deep on the inside."
"That's what she said, ha-ha" I looked up at him expecting him to be laughing with me, but he didn't he just looked at me with a quiet smirk.
"Come on then, I'm serious what makes you tick love?" No one has ever asked that of me before. Every guy I've ever come across has looked to me for my body and nothing more. This feeling of being looked at as more than just an object. It was oddly refreshing.
"To be honest I've never been interested in a relationship. It's always been school, sports, my little brother and- um- work. I never give boys the time of day because we're all concerned about one thing at this age and it's not partnership."
"You say we like you're included as well, and a partnership? You make it sound like a business relationship." I smiled.
"Of course I'm included am I not the same age? I admit I have my urges and I'm honest about it. It's basic biology to yearn for another's touch, I just control myself a lot better than others is all. Isn't a relationship like a business relationship? You need trust, communication, and direction. On the same page at all times, as you both grow your respective entities to someday merge into a major corporation." For the first time he actually looked surprised and thrown off. Glad to know he wasn't not totally perfect.
"What about love and chemistry?"
"What about it? This world doesn't believe in that why should I? Look at the state of the world right now. If we acted on the emotions of love and actually valued that emotion would the world be fighting as they are now?" He stopped walking and paused for a moment and looked at me with a straight face. I may have gone too far this time. I knew people couldn't handle my real thoughts. I looked at his face again as he thought and found a look of pity on his face. That didn't sit well with me.
"I feel the opposite the reason the world is fighting is for love. Love for their country and its citizens. To see their culture grow and their government prosper. The attacking countries are always misunderstood by the victims because they see it as non-righteous. I don't think it's the wrong way to look at it, that's your land and your people's livelihood. Defend it to the death. I just think what we miss in the love we exude, looking at the whole world is understanding. We don't understand one another, and we try to push our own values and culture on other people. When we understand as well as love then the conflicts will stop." I was taken aback I didn't expect him to have such a deep opinion on the state of the world. Understanding with love. I never really considered it. It was all a pipe dream, what am I saying. The world is too greedy to try and understand one another. "Hearing your view on love actually makes me sad. I can see in your eyes that you have a deep pain, people that often look away from hard gazes usually do. What are you holding on to? Why does it hurt you so much?" He read me in a way nobody ever could.
"Truth is despite my age, based on the things I've been through and seen, I feel like a woman who's lived a full life. That life however, has been far from pleasant. All I've experienced has been betrayal from the ones who should have loved me the most. I guess all of that has left me internally…broken. I don't know any way else to put it." He inched closer to me and his face said it all.
"I'm sorry you had to go through that." My shock was then replaced by annoyance. I heard the strong sadness in his voice when he spoke to me and the pity in his eyes when he looked at me. Does he think less of me because of my views? Does he think of me as weak mentally? Who is he to judge anyway? I then remembered that he didn't just say love he said chemistry as well.
"What about chemistry then?" I couldn't hide my attitude at this point.
"Right chemistry, you can't expect any person just like countries to get along just like that with a snap. You need chemistry, the ability to continue relationships with little effort." I was puzzled.
"I don't get it." He inched closer to me and grabbed my waist. Looked me in the eyes and kissed me like I had never been kissed before. Fireworks went off and my discord for him all but melted away. He disengaged and like a baby I moaned in disappointment, why would he stop?
"That is chemistry. That unexplainable something about someone that makes you want to be around them. If two countries had that they would never fight." It took me this long to figure out that he was full of shit.
"You're not making any sense! Are we even talking about the state of the world anymore?" He started laughing.
"How about we continue our conversation upstairs." I looked up and noticed that we were standing in front of a very nice apartment building in a part of town that I never ventured to.
"This isn't where I'm staying"
"I know, this is where I'm staying." He pulled me towards the building and I followed him obediently. I didn't want to leave his presence; I didn't want to leave his warm embrace.
I finally lost my virginity on this night; I laid with him until the sun came up. All I heard was horror stories about how bad your first time can be. That you will forever regret it. That wasn't the feeling I got from it. All I felt was happiness as I cuddled with him, talking to him under his soft sheets. There wasn't a better feeling in this world than to just lay with him, head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. "I wish every morning could start off like this."
"Maybe I should get up and make breakfast for both of us. I'll give you the royal treatment from your own personal prince. Ha-ha or so they say." He gave off a nervous laugh that was very unlike him, I decided to disregard it.
"Wow I've really been missing out"
"Wait was this your first time? Oh, shit I took your virginity." He paused and then smirked. "Aye that's what I'm talking about." I started laughing as he celebrated. I think I really started to fall in love with him which made what had to happened next so much harder. I climbed on top of him, naked and all, stroked his silky hair with one hand and pressed down on his neck with the other. He closed his eyes as he just enjoyed my touch.
"I think I'm falling for you hard James Windsor, third in line for the imperial throne of Great Britain" He smiled, opened his eyes and looked back at me.
"I'm feeling the sa-, wait how did you know my real name?" His smile faded and all I could see was anguish. "Why can't I move? What's going on here?" He didn't notice until now that he was temporarily paralyzed when I grasped his pressure point. I smiled as I grabbed my wallet from the night stand and with a flick it turned into a knife. That same knife I took down from that wall against Lucius. It feels like it was so long ago. Tears were running down my cheeks. I didn't know what face I was supposed to show in this situation. "Please CniDaria tell me what's going on, talk to me plea-." To stop him from talking anymore I let him bleed out on his own sheets as peaceful as possible.