Deceit
22.30.
Daniel looks at
the red numbers on his clock radio for maybe the tenth time. He can’t control his thoughts any more. All he sees in his mind is Cassandra with an
unknown lover. His mind takes him to a
place he cannot cope with. His Cassy
with another man. Her legs coiling
around his body, her hair sprayed over the pillow while she laughs
seductively. Her lover would have no
chance. No man would be able to say no
when Cassandra pulls him closer with a promise in her smile of the sweetness
waiting. Daniel almost feels as if he
can’t blame her unknown lover. He knows
better than anyone the power Cassandra has over a man, over him. You want to say no, you know it will be in your
best interest not to succumb to her loveliness, but Cassy has a power you just cannot resist. Her lover will pull
her closer, look into her eyes and for one moment, he will be convinced that
Cassandra will never leave him. Daniel
tastes the bitterness in his throat, he feels his blood pumping through his
veins and his hands shaking.
Daniel forces his
thoughts to break away from this craziness.
“I have to stop thinking these things! Cassy has promised me over and over that I am
her only love. I have to trust her. She said she is working late tonight and I
have to believe her.”
So many times Cassandra has looked at him with
those beautiful green eyes and said:
“Daniel, stop those negative thoughts, you are all I want, there would never
be anyone else for me” Then she would
pull him closer and he would taste her sweet lips, and he would be lost inside
her with no thoughts of anyone else but this lovely creature in his arms.
It is just that he
struggles to understand why someone like Cassandra would be in love with
him. He has asked her once. After they have made love and she lay curled
up in his arms. She looked up at him,
stretched out like a wild cat and whispered:
“Oh Daniel, you know why, it’s because of how you make me feel.”
Daniel loves
Cassandra for the way she makes him feel when she is with him, but he hates her
for the way she makes him feel when she is not with him. His insecurities grow with each hour he
doesn’t see her. He can’t help but thinking she will forget about him and she
won’t be back. Maybe it’s not her that
he hates then; maybe he hates himself for being so doubtful and insecure. He has even spoken to his brother Hugo about
this. Hugo has looked at him long and hard, and when he spoke he didn’t hold back.
“Don’t mess this
up with your insecurities, Daniel. You
have a wonderful thing going here with Cassandra. Trust her and don’t question every single
little thing which doesn’t make sense to you.
Sometimes you just have to go with the flow and enjoy something good
while it is there.”
He almost phoned
Hugo tonight. He needed assurance, but
then he remembered Hugo had a sports club meeting on tonight. Hugo is the only
one that he can share his insecure feelings with. His older brother understands and he would
never belittle him because of it. Hugo
is always encouraging him, telling him how proud he is of him of what he have
achieved and how much there is still waiting out there for Daniel to do.
Daniel gets pulled
back to the present when he hears the key rattle in the front door. Cassy!
He hears her voice calling for him and then she is standing in the door,
smiling down at him. He tries to hide it
from her but she can see the question on his face. She sits down next to him.
“Oh Daniel, have
you been worrying again? I told you I
was working.”
She touches his
face lightly and smiles. “I am going to
take a quick shower and then I will come show you how much I missed you.”
When Cassy slides
into bed next to Daniel, he forgets all about his doubts from earlier. He feels her soft body next to his. His hands
linger on her back. She wraps her legs around his body and his eyes treasures the
flow of her hair on the pillow. Everything feels right now. Daniel kisses the soft part of her neck under
her ear, and so he doesn’t see the agony on her face, and he doesn’t hear her
silent scream: “Oh Hugo, what are we
going to do? How are we going to tell
him?” She has washed away the smell of
Hugo’s aftershave that lingered on her skin, but the memories of Hugo is still burned
in her mind as Daniel whispers: “I’m sorry Cassy, I won’t ever doubt you again”
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