Page 58 of Blinded By The Sun
Ciro
After the little cry-fest the women had, I took King into a guest room. I sit on the bed and leave her standing in front of me. “Talk to me. I can tell there’s something you want to get off your chest.”
“Demetrius…” She calls out to me. “how could I ever forget you? How?” she says, and the sadness in her voice breaks my heart.
“Baby…” I call out to her. “Come to me.”
King shakes her head. “I feel too much. Way too much. I feel like everything will break the moment you touch me. I need a second to process what is going on and what I’m feeling right now. I don’t just remember the forest, Demetrius. I remember it all. What you told me and what I witnessed after. What isn’t written in the books.” King confesses.
I shut my eyes, not wanting to talk about it. “Not now, Kingsley. I haven’t thought about it.”
“Demetrius, you were more than just a mere mortal. You lived on the earth with the rest of us like it was nothing. After I witnessed what happened to you and how you were tragically taken from me, I knew. I knew why I loved you so much; so hard.” King takes steps back until she hits the door with her back. She shakes her head as tears fall down her face. “I can’t stop feeling it. The loss, the hurt. Not just from losing our child but losing you the first time. I never wished to remember. To see how you were taken from me. The goddess, Hera murdered you for the sin of her husband!” She shouts, not caring if anyone else hears us. “Murdered you like nobody else gave a damn about you. Like you didn’t have someone who loved you with everything that they had. I was devoted to you. You were my worship, my ruler, my liege and she… she took that from me. From us. I will never forgive her for taking you from me. How can you just sit there and not feel how I feel?”
“Kingsley…” I call her name out softly.
She shuts her eyes and sucks in a breath. “You were, are a god. They may know you as a demigod in history but we both know the truth; you have never been demi anything to me. O, Demetrius, son of Zeus, how can I be both so unfortunate and so lucky to be in love with you twice?” she says.
I stand. “What are you trying to say to me? Are you saying you regret this? Regret meeting me again? Us?” I don’t understand where her emotions are going, nor do I get her thought process. King doesn’t open her eyes. I walk over to her and I lift her up. She wraps her arms around my neck. “Open your eyes and look at me, baby.” She opens her eyes and I cup her face in my hands. “How can you even call being in love with me an unfortunate thing? You did this for both of us. I know you did. You don’t have to keep it bottled in. Confess, ” I say to her.
King’s eyes stared into mine.My Helena. My Kingsley Storm. The woman that I love with everything I have. “I did nothing. I begged for your life. I begged the goddess to bring me to you or to give you back to me, but she didn’t do that. Nobody listened to my pleas.”
“Baby, you’re breaking my heart…” I say. “I heard your pleas and when you took your last breath, I was there too. Not in physical form, but when we die, we don’t just disappear from existence. I begged you not to do that to yourself. I begged on my knees for you not to take your own life. You were my wife, the one woman that I loved even after being a fool and mistreating you, but you didn’t hear me. So, I took the ultimate sacrifice. I went through my own trials sort of like Herakles just to have this moment with you, so don’t you fucking dare call loving me an unfortunate thing for you. Fuck, I crave your love, your touch, your kisses and most of all, you. You take what I feel, and you triple it when you give it back to me. How the fuck can that be an unfortunate thing, huh?” I shut my eyes. I’ve said too much.
I slowly let her back down on her feet and King just stares at me. She hasn’t said a word and I feel like I came in here to console her, yet I’ve let my anger get the best of me. “Demetrius…” She calls my name out softly.
I shake my head, moving back. “I need air and space. Please give me that. I don’t want to do this right now. You need to figure out what makes you feel like that towards this, towards us. You’re feeling too much and not enough, right?”
“It’s overwhelming…” She confesses.
“Okay.” is all I say.
I take a deep breath in and exhale out. I want to make her process things how I did, but I know that’s impossible. I lean in and capture her lips in a scorching kiss to remind her why this was all worth it. The things I had to do to be reborn, the process of it all, and most of all the centuries I waited for her. The trials and tribulations were all worth it because she’s worth it all. I’d do it again just to be with her. Doesn’t she get that?
