Desired Too

by Lessly, S. K.

  “What kind of shit is that?” Eddie heard another voice ask that, at first, he didn’t recognize.

  Angel smiled at the new person and placed his hand on the man’s shoulder. That brought him into view and Eddie’s eyes grew again… Lincoln.

  “It’s a book, but that’s not the point of the story,” Angel argued emphatically.

  “Yeah, well, get to the point. I’m ready to get this shit over with and get back to my wife and kids.”

  Angel shook his head and looked at Eddie. “He’s so impatient. Anyway, I remember that the shit they gave Carmellini wore off and he miraculously got free and killed his kidnappers with just his fingers. It was gruesome too, the way he did it. He dug his fingers in the eye sockets of these men until he got to their brains. Don’t worry, that’s not going to happen with you. There’s no way you’re surviving past this night. Anyway, after reading that book, I thought that method was fool proof. I mean, if they had just paid attention to Carmellini, then they would have been successful. Here’s my point-”

  “Thank fuck you have a point!” Lincoln spat.

  “I located a drug that would put you in a paralyzing state for as long as I needed you to be. It’s some nerve agent made in the Philippines, but I digress. The agent works quickly to subdue a person and that’s what I gave you. Now, what I plan for you is something entirely different. It’s overkill, really, but, shit, who gives a fuck, right?”

  Angel then snapped his finger and looked back at Eddie. “Oh, where’s my manners? I figured you wouldn’t want to die alone. No one would, right? So being the loving brother that I am, I found someone that was dying to share in this experience with you.”

  Lincoln next appeared in Eddie’s vision. He placed his hands on the sides of Eddie’s head and turned his head to the right. Eddie found himself surprised yet again when his eyes landed on Agusto. Eddie and Agusto just watched each other helplessly. The expression on their faces mirrored each other, down to the deep fear in their eyes.

  They were fucked.

  Angel looked at Lincoln. “Are we ready?”

  Lincoln disappeared from Eddie’s view, but came back a few seconds later.

  “Yup, let’s get this show on the road.” Lincoln moved forward, removed Eddie’s seatbelt and placed a life jacket around Eddie’s torso. Eddie was confused at first, wondering what was happening. He wondered, If they are throwing us out of the plane, why put life jackets on? He tried again to move a part of his body, and this time he was successful.

  It worked, yes!

  He turned his head right, then left, and saw Lincoln putting a life jacket on Augusto.

  It was then that the roaring sound, which he’d heard earlier, suddenly grew in volume, and he could smell the salt water in the air. He turned sharply to his brother.

  Angel, seeing the confusion etched in Eddie features, moved close to Eddie’s ear and said, “This shit is fucking with you isn’t it? The not knowing? Well, let me help you understand what’s happening. What I gave you was just something temporary, so I could move you without fussing. It’s going to wear off in about… uhhh… thirty seconds or so. After that, you will feel everything. You will feel the coldness of the air. You will feel the helplessness, despair, and, most of all you, will feel the sharks when they take bits and pieces. I don’t want you to drown. No, I want you to feel every bite, every rip of your extremities until there’s nothing left. That’s what you did to this family when you killed my father. And now… an eye for a fucking eye. Oh and one more thing… Mom sends her love.”

  Angel quickly snatched Eddie from his seat and dragged him by the lifejacket to the front of the plane. Eddie tried his best to will his mind to fight, especially when he saw Darrell and Hugo standing next to the plane’s opened door, but it was no use. Darrell and Hugo lifted Eddie with one hand while they held on to the grip bars located on the side of the open door.

  Angel moved closer to Eddie until they were eye to eye.

  “Killing you this way is me showing you leniency. You deserve so much more.” Eddie felt a pinch to both of his sides and suddenly felt warm liquid flowing down his sides and legs.

  “For Pops,” Angel gritted just before he pushed Eddie through the open door into the darkness.

  Eddie felt like he was falling forever, and he couldn’t see how close he was to the water until he hit it. He felt the gush of water fill his lungs. He thought he’d drown despite the life jacket, but after a few seconds, he could feel the air on his face.

  He took a deep breath and coughed up the seawater from his lungs. He looked around and found he was in the middle of the fucking ocean with nothing in sight.

  Damn it!

  He wasn’t going out like this. No matter what Angel said, he would survive this. He knew how to swim.

  He then heard Agusto splash into the water next to him. He waited a few seconds and heard him start to cough. Eddie tried to speak but couldn’t. Instead, he tried to move his limbs again and found he was beginning to get his feeling back.

  He was able to move closer to Agusto.

  “You okay?” he finally managed to say.

  Agusto nodded. “Yeah you?”

  “Yeah, as good as you.” Eddie looked around again and tried to listen for any sounds- a plane, a boat, something- but he heard nothing, except the fleeting noise from the plane they’d just fallen out of.

  “How are we going to get out of this fucking water?” Agusto asked.

  Eddie looked up at the sky and tried to remember his Boy Scout days. “The North Star is there. I think that if we start to swim that way, North, we have to come to some kind of land. No way are we that far away from shore.”

  Eddie chuckled. “Angel was careless giving us these life jackets. These are likes boats; they will keep us afloat.”

  “Oh yeah?” Agusto scoffed. “And what’s going to keep us safe from the sharks?”

  Eddie frowned in the darkness. “What sharks? There are no sharks.”

  “Yeah?” Then suddenly Agusto felt something. “What the…” Agusto stammered as he looked frantically around the dark waters. Then he shot a devastated glance at Eddie. “Did you feel that?”

  “Feel what?” Eddie asked, showing the contempt for the other man’s anguish in his voice.

  Agusto and Eddie stayed perfectly still and just listened. They heard nothing but the surf hitting their bodies as they bobbed.

  Agusto blew out a breath. “Maybe it was-”

  Eddie suddenly felt a sudden brush against his leg, and his eyes moved to Agusto just in time to see Agusto’s face twist in agony, shock and fear. A world shattering screech escaped his body that seemed to wake every living thing, including the reaper. Eddie stared in abstract terror as Agusto disappeared into the silky wet blackness, only to come back up with fits of screams coming from the pits of his soul. It was as if the sharks were toying with him, with his body.

  Eddie couldn’t move. He didn’t breathe. He remained perfectly still as Agusto begged and pleaded for help from God that Eddie knew wouldn’t come. Eddie thought about swimming for it, but he was paralyzed with a grappling fear he had never felt before in his life.

  Just like that, everything went silent. When Agusto went under one last time, and he didn’t come back up. Now Eddie was alone.

  Eddie could still hear his cries and wondered at first if he was still alive. If maybe there was hope, but something told him it was just his soul being carried away to a hell far worse than death.

  Eddie closed his eyes and waited for his turn.

  It didn’t come. Minutes passed and nothing. He just floated there. He closed his eyes and prayed himself. He prayed for safety, that someone would find him and safe him. He prayed for the morning, willing and telling himself that he saw daylight kissing the horizon.

  Then, he felt the first bite. It was a nip of his thigh, only tearing through muscle, but he felt like he lost his entire leg. The pain was blinding.

  He thought about moving and lifting up as hig
h as he could. Maybe the sharks would think he was pieces from Agusto.

  Bad idea.

  The next feeling he felt was his lower leg being snatched off his body. He screamed as the momentum of the shark carried him a few feet from where he was.

  “Oh God!!!… Oh God, please!!!!” he whispered into the night, trying to keep from crying, but the pain was blinding. He felt another bite, this one going into his side, and that’s when he went under.

  He held his breath and beat on the shark, fighting, clawing, trying to get to the shark’s black eye. Eddie’s chest was getting tight. He wanted to release the air and just drown, but he was suddenly released. When he hit the surface, his hand shakily went to his side and found most of it torn from his body. He couldn’t comprehend what he felt or what destiny held for him. He kept his hands at his side, trying to keep everything, his intestines, spleen, and everything else, from falling out.

  Eddie closed his eyes and shallowly breathed out a prayer. “Hail Mary, full of grace. Our Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women-” He tried to swallow, and just as he felt death coming for him, whispered into the night, “And blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, mother-”

  Many months later…

  Epilogue

  Raquel

  “Leo, baby, they’re going to hear us.”

  “You started it,” he told me, and it was true. I couldn’t help it really.

  Tonight was just like every Sunday night at the Leonetti home. The house was packed with family, gathered around a huge dinner table filled with food.

  Angel had made sure he kept the tradition by opening up his home to family.

  Angel and I moved into his family’s home with his mother and grandmother only after he made a few adjustments to the layout. He gave us a huge master suite on the first floor overlooking the vast courtyard out back. It was slightly separated from the main house by just a small hallway. The room was vast with a sitting area close and a set of French doors that led out to the patio and back yard. The bathroom was large and our walk in closet was even larger.

  We had about three dressers in the closet with a whole shelving apparatus in the closet for additional space. We needed it to house Angel’s extensive suit collection, with his diva ass self.

  Of course, to top off this rather large room was the huge sixty-inch television mounted on the wall, Bose surround sound throughout the room and bathroom, and a ginormous California King Size bed in the center of the room.

  Being in that room was like being in heaven.

  That room was made for us. It was home and, for the first time, I felt like I belonged.

  Anyway, back to Angel. He and I hadn’t seen each other since Friday when I left to spend some time with my brother and father. We rode up to the Poconos for the weekend just to get away from the city and our lives.

  The relationship between my father, brother and I was getting better. They hadn’t completely accepted Angel, but they understood he wasn’t going anywhere.

  When I came home Sunday morning, Angel had already left for the morning. He left me three dozens of fresh roses and a love note in our château, which is what I called our suite.

  I missed him terribly and couldn’t wait to see him. Unfortunately, his ass made me wait forever. It wasn’t until about seven that evening that he showed his face, which was about an hour ago.

  I was angry for most of the day, and I had every intention on cussing his ass out for making me wait, until the moment I saw him… Damn, I was weak in the knees. He looked so good! He’d cut his hair low on the sides with the top cut lower than usual. His beard was lined to perfection and that damn suit was tailored to fit his perfect body.

  Fuck me; my man was smoking hot!

  That’s why the moment I had the opportunity, I accosted my smoking hot man in the powder bathroom off the front door of the house.

  Angel kissed my neck as he moved my panties to the side and slid inside of me.

  We both moaned, and I swear to you, everything just melted away; my anger, me missing him, and feeling incomplete without him was gone. I was home.

  Angel positioned me close to the edge of the bathroom sink before he started moving his hips.

  “Fuck, baby. I missed you,” he whispered in my ear. “Ti Amo, Cara Mia. Ho un debole per te. Senza di te nonposso più vivere.”

  I wrapped my legs and my arms tighter around him, anticipating showing him my skills. “Ti Amo, Amore Mio. Sono tuo, Angelo, sonotuooooh. Oh, yes, Leo just like that, baby. Più duro Leo, piùveloce baby… yes… yes…”

  “Shit, baby, you sound sexy as shit speaking Italian,” he said and I gushed, literally.

  I closed my eyes as he did exactly what I asked, he moved harder and faster.

  My second orgasm was coming. It was almost there...

  Just then both of us froze when we heard, “What is wrong with you, Lincoln? I think I’m capable of going to the bathroom by myself.”

  Angel and I had looked at each other with some caught in the act type of smiles, trying our best to stifle our laughs, before he started moving his hips again. I bit my lip in order to stop myself from screaming out. Goodness, he felt so good, so…

  “Baby, I know you have to pee. I’m just saying that the bathroom upstairs would probably be better,” Lincoln pleaded. Did he know we were in there? He couldn’t have noticed me signalling for Angel to follow me out of the dining room into the front of the house, could he?

  Angel grazed my spot, and I cried out. I couldn’t help it…

  “Shh, baby,” he admonished in my ear, placing his hand over my mouth.

  My eyes narrowed and I was about to cuss him out when panic started.

  “Drake, did you hear that?” we heard Georgia ask.

  “Hear what, baby?”

  “That noise,” Georgia’s voice seemed to becoming closer and closer to the bathroom door; a door that didn’t have a lock on it. Don’t ask why, I couldn’t tell you.

  “Baby, I don’t hear any noise.”

  Angel started moving in me faster and harder, and I bit into his shoulder.

  He panted. “I can’t hold it, baby. I have to…”

  The slapping noises started, and I just closed my eyes. This by far was probably going to be most embarrassing moment of my life.

  “Drake! Someone is…” Georgia started, then got quiet for second.

  Then she mumbled, “Are you sure? I didn’t see them…”

  I heard Lincoln say, “Yes, baby. I saw them both leave. You know how it is.”

  “Yeah, but, they couldn’t wait until they found a bed?”

  “Do I always wait?”

  Thank goodness Angel picked that moment to bring us both to our climax. I didn’t want to hear Lincoln and Georgia talk about their sex lives with us actually in the act. We tried not to breathe loud, but I was sure that they’d heard us.

  I heard Georgia giggle, then say, “Yeah, well, you should take lessons from your cousin. I wouldn’t mind getting hemmed up against the wall and have my brains fucked to oblivion.”

  “What the fuck did you just say?” we heard Lincoln boom, then Georgia squealed.

  Then we heard heavy footsteps ascending the stairs above us.

  Angel pulled out and helped me down.

  “I can’t believe that happened,” I said.

  Angel smirked. “Don’t worry about it, Mi amore. It’ll be fine.”

  He pulled up his pants, tucked his shirt and buckled his belt. When he reached for my hand and started to leave the bathroom with me in tow, and I stopped him.

  “Uh-huh, I can’t go out there until I clean up. Ewe!”

  He laughed and kissed my cheek. “I’m sure no one would mind smelling me all over you.”

  I pushed him out of the bathroom. “Nasty ass,” I mumbled as he laughed again and left me in the restroom.

  I took my time to get myself together. I had worn a dress in the efforts to seduce Angel. However, I didn’t think it would happen li
ke this. I thought maybe we would be able to sneak upstairs really quick. But no, Angel dragged my ass to the closest place, which happened to be the bathroom, claiming he couldn’t wait.

  I pulled down the hand towel that was hanging in the bathroom, and attempted to wash up as best as I could. I fixed my hair back, and tried not to look like I just had sex in a bathroom before leaving out.

  When I made it back to the family room, I felt every eye on me. It was like they knew.

  Shit, I’m so embarrassed.

  “Well, you look better now that you got yourself some.”

  I blanched and glanced behind me to Maxine.

  “Shh, girl! People are going to hear you,” I whispered as she came up behind me.

  She rolled her eyes. “Oh, please, girl. Everyone knew what you two snuck off to do.”

  My eyes were wide as saucers. “Really!”

  “It’s about damn time Leonetti set you right. You were starting to get on my damn nerves with your attitude,” Mace had said to me before he headed to the patio where Angel had disappeared off too. Before he closed the patio door behind him, he said loudly, “Looks like you need more pointers on how to give it to your woman. You ended mighty fast.”

  Now I was mortified. Now this by far was the most embarrassing moment of my life.

  Mason closed the patio door just before I heard, “Fuck you, you second rate fighter.”

  “Yeah, I got your second rate right here.”

  “Those two are great!” Max shook her head, then looked at me when she didn’t get a reply.

  I was in freak out mode.

  “I can’t believe that just happened,” I said to her as I looked out onto the family room at Angel’s mom and grandmother, and a slew of aunts, uncles, and cousins of all ages.

  Max wrapped her arm around me. “Girl, please, you two are newlyweds. It’s to be expected. Hell, Mason and I were constantly going at it. It’s just the way it is.”