by Betsy Poole
I didn’t even have the energy in me to tell him anything else. It was as if every part of my body was drained and I was close to giving everything away. If Rick had one more trick or a hideous plan, I am sure oil would not have been able it survive it. He had broken my resolve and I simply wanted the moment or me to end.
When Rick decided to do nothing else but leave from the place, I heaved a sigh of relief. He didn’t even bother to look at Ila anymore and she stayed on the bed sprawled naked and perhaps still reeling from the shock of Rick’s dick.
I knew we had to wait until she would wake up to narrate the horrors of what a monster Rick was. To be honest, I didn’t know how she would take the whole situation as and how much she was going to trust me.
If there was one thing I knew, it had to be the fact that I really loved Ila. After knowing that a lot of her craziness for sex was not a choice but something that was hardwired into her boy because of the drug and how she still wished to change things and be with me, I had fallen even more for her.
***
I don’t know when and how long I slept, but I woke up to Ila’s voice in my ears.
“Are you okay Larry? Oh dear! What happened? Where is Rick? Is he safe? I can’t find him here?” she kept on crying.
I saw that Ila was still undressed and her breasts kept on jumping up and down as she tried to free me from the chair by untying the knots. I knew that she was genuinely trying, but she was weak and she was finding it hard to get rid of the knots.
“Thank god, you woke up Larry. I was so shit scared. I woke up like this. I mean, I do sleep naked a lot of times but I don’t know it is very hard to recall when I had slept and when I had stripped myself.”
I wanted to tell her everything but somehow my heart broke as I remembered all that she had gone thigh. I knew it would disturb where and I knew that she would be hurt to know about all that had happened. However, I had to wait until I was free and not tied to the chair.
I helped her in untying the knots and when I could finally break free of the chair, she asked me, “Who tied you like this and do you know where Rick is? Do you suppose Rick could be in danger too? He was being very weird last evening I remember but somehow I don’t recall things after that. I guess it was just tired and slept,” she said.
“Ila, we need to talk,” I said but I couldn’t help but stare at her beautiful rounded breasts and the perfect body with no flaws.
Ila could sense my gaze too and she quickly came closer to me and pressed her bare breasts against my body and kissed me. I let her deepen the kiss as I knew I needed it. I knew that I wanted her to keep kissing me, but Ila needed to know the secrets.
I took her juicy breast in my hands and slowly and gently kissed them a little and then took her in my lap and moved to the bed. I gave her a quilt and asked her to wrap it over her body.
I knew that once she knew the whole story, she wouldn’t like being naked. Even if I was not a dick like Rick, Ila was definitely a little confused and she too could sense that there was something that was wrong.
“A lot has happened and there is a lot that you need to know. To be really honest, I do not know how much of it is going to be a shock and what parts are you going to believe, but let me tell you from the very start.”
Ila looked scared as hell and I knew she started imagining the different things that could possibly happen.
“Is Rick dead? Did I kill Rick?” she asked and I wished that she had done it.
“I wished you had. I so wish you had killed Rick because he is a damn son of a bitch and Anthony’s murder as well. He framed you and you would be shocked to know his complete story.”
Ila looked shocked and she nodded as if asking me to let her know as to what had happened. I knew that the whole thing would only hurt Ila but I had no other option. I knew I needed to tell her and I had to let her know as to what a dickhead Rick truly was.
As I told her everything about how he played the murder, the silver salt and even the way he used her to agonize me and the way he had fucked her, Ila broke into a pool of tears.
“Don’t cry Ila, I am here for you. It wasn’t your fault. I have had the green ruins once and I know what it does to your body and mind.”
“I am tired of being the sex doll. I want nothing more than to live a normal life, my parents are tired of me. They want nothing to do with me and I don’t even think it is their fault. I fell into the trap, Larry, I feel terrible about my life.”
I knew that Ila had nothing but a long list of regrets. She was broken from inside. She had never expected Rick to frame her for a murder she didn’t do. She was broken as this was against all the policies and principles they followed when using the sacrament. She had been a fool and really believed in all of it.
“Larry, I think you should just go away. I don’t deserve anyone. I have carved this fate for myself. I have made too many mistakes to hit the undo button anymore. I am tired of who I am as a person. I have been fucked by so many guys that my life seems fucked up now. I have finally realized the drugs did no good to me. I wasted my life looking for things that won’t even stay. It hardly makes any sense to me.”
I felt sorry for Ila and I wanted to kiss her and let her know that everything would be alright. But sex was the last thing I could think of in this state. I knew if I had sex with Ila, it would send a wrong message and trigger a negative reaction in her body.
I just hugged her and in that moment of honesty, I shocked both her and myself as I told, “Ila, I know we didn’t have a lot of intimate times unless you count the sex when we were on drugs. But, I still remember the first time I had seen your beautiful face. I had felt something, deeper than what the drugs could make you feel. I love you, Ila Stills. I really love you or else I won’t be here trying every damn thing to save you.
I don’t really know why, how or what but often in life, love kicks you when you least expect it. I am also stuck in the same lane and I want to live my life with you. I know you may still be a little skeptical, unsure and you may need time to figure it out. Don’t worry babe, we have a lot of time left, but don’t beat yourself up. You were not wrong in any of it and I would still fight for you. I love you, Ila.”
She looked at me and I could see how tears welled up in her honey brown eyes. I hated that she still had tears, but I knew it was the emotions overflowing. I wanted to help her and I hugged her and she didn’t say anything. I knew that she was feeling a lot of things and I let her feel the moment.
“Larry, are you going to stay? Do you mean your words? I mean I haven’t really given you a reason to fall in love with me! I know I am not the type of girl people fall in love with. I have just about too many flaws and there is so much that is wrong with me. I don’t see a single reason as to why you would fall for me. I am scared of love, is it okay to be so scared. Would you leave me because I am so insecure?” she asked and I couldn’t help but fall for her even more.
Ila had seen and faced so much in so less time that it really hurt me to see her this way. I wanted to be there for her.
“Look at me, Ila. You don’t love someone for a reason. If you love someone for a reason, it is not love at all because the reason may not last. When the reason doesn’t last anymore, the love would go away. I don’t love you for a reason. I love you because well I love you. My heart chose you. As far as your flaws are concerned, we all have flaws, babe. The world is so fucked up and we are all screwed. So, don’t worry about that.
Do you think I didn’t make my share of mistakes? I lost all my money in cockfighting. I worked for a gangster. I took money for cases wherein I gave false evidence and I had been to your sacrament and had fucked too many women too. Does that make me a saint? No, we are all flawed but that doesn’t mean we are not entitled to love.
Nothing in this world changes the fact that my heart has chosen to love you and it will always love you. You will get used to it. You don’t need to rush.”
Ila cried one more time and I didn’t even stop
her. I knew girls had this thing with crying and they could cry both when they were happy and sad. I simply let her be and cry her heart out.
She was grieving and rejoicing a lot of things. It was one of the turning phases in the life of Ila and I knew that when the time would come, she would be a different person. I knew that Ila would try to reinvent herself and be a better person and my new aim now was to save Ila.
Rick had left no clues and I knew he would try his best to frame Ila and maybe, even me. I had to get out of the mess and I had to figure out how. I promised that I would solve this mess before things got really ugly.
I needed to do this not just for Ila, but also for me because knowing that it was Rick who was behind all of this, I couldn’t let him win the game, not like this at least. Moreover, as I had sensed a change in Ila, I knew that she deserved better in life.
Up till so far, she had done her fair share of mistakes, but now was the time to do something radically different. Now was the time when Ila would get her share of happiness as well because I would make sure that she did get what she wanted and she deserved.
“Ila, I really love you. I promise that I will get you out of this mess. As long as I am here, I will make sure you won’t be punished for a murder you never did. So, do not worry babe. Don’t worry anymore as I am going to set everything right. I have worked with a lot of people and I have been at the Vecchio mansion too. I know what and how to get the details and you don’t have to be scared anymore.
With me by your side, you will see through all of this. I will do it for me, for you, for us.” I said and kissed her briefly. I could sense how vulnerable she really was and I wanted to be there for her especially when she needed me so badly.
***
We both got fresh and I knew that I needed to come up with a plan. I had to think everything through. Even though I knew how and who murdered Vecchio, but no one is going to believe me until I had some proof.
The only place where I could possibly get any proof had to be the Vecchio mansion. I had been there yesterday but it was different. When I had gone to the house yesterday, I had no clue of the whole mystery. I was baffled and clueless as to who killed one of the biggest gangsters in the area. However, when I would visit the mansion again today, I knew that it would be with a mission to collect the right evidence so that I could prove that it was Rick who was behind all this.
I knew that Sheila was the one who would help me again. Now that I had confessed my feelings and love to Ila, I didn’t know if I could sleep with her and have sex with her, but if that is what was needed to get the details, I was willing to do that too.
I was ready to walk the toughest of roads, but I would prove Ila’s innocence because knowing Rick, I knew that he would do something to have Ila arrested and that too soon. He didn’t have anything against Ila, but Rick was a mad man and he hated me with every fiber of his being. It wasn’t just hate, I knew there was a part of Rick that was afraid of me and afraid of how I could bring him down. This would force him to get the case closed and he would like to portray Ila as the killer.
Not only this would take the attention off him, but at the same time, he knew that this would hurt me a great deal too.
As Ila came back in the room and she had no makeup on and was wearing a floral dress, she looked all kinds of beautiful. Ila was naturally beautiful and she was the kind of woman who didn’t even need makeup to look so amazing. She could just be herself and there would be a hundred men who would die at the sight of her.
“You are so beautiful, Ila,” I said as I was unable to control myself. I could see her honey brown eyes and the way they looked like temples of love. Her cheekbone was perfect and her lips were luscious and red. She had the perfect figure and the more I looked at her, the more I fell in love with her.
I knew that I could simply watch Ila and spend the rest of my life. She had that kind of hypnotizing aura to her and looked amazingly beautiful. I wanted to kiss her and make love to her. Mind you, I am not talking about sex because often sex is just about taking a wild ride and getting tangled between the sheets. But, making love is an entirely different ball game.
I was done with my part of fucking women and having hardcore sex too. I needed something more, a lot deeper and something that could actually give me the satisfaction of being with the right person.
Ila didn’t get sex crazy either. She was content kissing me and we were booth thinking of perhaps the same thing.
“Will I ever get out if this mess? Do you think I can have another shot at the normal life?” she asked and my heart tugged at the sadness in her voice.
“Yes, Ila, you will. Everything will be normal and we would start our life all over again. I promise to make your life a whole lot more beautiful.”
Ila looked convinced and I was glad at the confidence she had in me. It was easy to promise her, but I had to do something if I really wanted to be true to my words.
“I think we need to head to the Vecchio mansion now. That is the only place where I have the hope of finding the right evidence which can help you out from this mess.”
“Do you really think you will find something there? I mean, Rick had planned all of it very elaborately. He didn’t leave a lot of trails behind. He had framed me so well that I am not sure we are going to get much at the Vecchio mansion, but I would still like to know something. I think you are right. It is the Vecchio mansion from where we need to begin our search. It should help us get some clues leading to our search. I can’t thank you enough for all you are doing for me.”
I looked at Ila and I knew that she was sorry for all her action. She had come through and had realized that living the kind of life she had, she actually ended up helping no one. This was her chance to seek justice and she wanted to bring an end to her past by getting a complete closure.
I knew that it was tough for her and she may be in need of constant assurances from time to time and I agreed to give her that. I had worked in a lot of different cases wherein I found people who were living a miserable life. But, never once had I been too attached to someone. Never once had I fallen in love with someone. This really did change a lot of things.
Love makes a person both weak and strong and that too at the same time. As much as it gave me the strength to put in my very best and walk the extra mile because I had Ila at stake, but it also made me scared. There was a part of me that wondered what would happen if I failed at saving Ila.
Would I be able to survive the horror of knowing that Ila never killed anything and yet she lost her life because I wasn’t good enough to help her out? The horror was a bit too much and I too clutched on to Ila for support. We both needed each other and we both prayed that for the sake of our love, we would eventually be able to find out the right clues that would save her.
For a moment, I debated whether or not, I should take Ila to the Vecchio mansion with me.
“I don’t know Ila, it is really hard for me to decide. I have strong reasons for both taking and leaving you.”
“Tell the reasons; let me know what they are and maybe, we two could together decide what is to be done then.”
She had a point as I definitely needed another think-tank to help me out.
“You know that the police are looking for you. You are the key suspect in the case. The evidence points to you. So, if I take you to the mansion and the police spots you there, it might end up being detrimental for both of us. I am sure that police would go berserk if they spot you. But, -”
“But what Larry? If you think it is not safe for me to go there, I would stay here.”
“But, I don't trust Rick. He can come after you. When I would be there at the mansion and you would be all alone, what if Rick barges in here? I can’t even imagine the kind of trouble which he can create. I knew that it will lead to more problems and what if he harms you. I am not sure that I am ready for that kind of problem. I don’t want to leave you alone, not even for a second because true to God, Rick is one guy I don’t tru
st at all.”
“Don’t worry Larry, I am not a kid, I have understood Rick’s intention very well and I am going to take care of me.”
“I don't doubt your ability to take care of yourself, Ila. I know you are not a kid and you are strong enough, but, Rick is a lunatic. I am not sure of the ideas he would come up with in order to harm you. I can’t even comprehend the kind of plans he can make. The worst thing is he is not going to launch a direct attack. This is puzzling me as to what should I do because there is danger from both ends.”
Ila looked confused as well and I didn’t understand what was the best way. I could expose Ila to police by taking her to the Vecchio mansion or else I could end up making her vulnerable to Rick’s attack and both the scenarios were grim.
“I think it is better for you to head to the mansion with me. At least, I will be there to protect you if something happens. Moreover, I know a lot of secret passages there and I am sure we can stay away from police’s sight. Also, you had been in the mansion for long too. So, you might be able to help me get more evidence as well.
However, I would like you to put a little makeup and change your appearance. Do you think you can pull that? I am sure I have a wig somewhere in my bag. Let me get one for you. You need to appear a little different. So that just in case, we bump into the police accidentally, they won’t be able to recognize you.”
Ila smiled and it was after a long time that I had seen a genuine smile on her face. When she smiled, she looked happy and even more beautiful, like that was ever possible. She could forget that she was a prime suspect and I could see that she enjoyed the game of faking an appearance.
“You will not be able to recognize me. I will change my appearance so amazingly. I remember, I often stood first in my school in such competition. I am a pro at it,” she chuckled and I couldn’t wait to see the magic she could make.
When she came back after fifteen minutes, I was really stunned. She had red hair and long lashes. She even looked a size thinner and had even larger breasts which though fake, looked natural. Her eye color wasn’t honey but green and she had a lot of makeup on.