"Go to sleep." I said and closed my arms at my chest. I curled my feet trying to relieve the pain as I bit my lips. I remained like that for a while but then I sensed Christian shifting and the sound of his yawn echoed in my ears..
As I was laying like that, I felt a hand on my foot, my eyes flutter opened as I sat up and saw Christian holding my foot, massaging it.
"C-Christian, W-what are you d-doing?" I stuttered.
"What? You're the one who said your feet hurt." He continued to massage them but I pulled it away.
"But, I didn't ask you to massage it."
"Sophie.. Go to sleep." He sternly said holding my foot and yanking it towards him.
"And you?" I asked, concerned.
"I am fine. Besides, if you can't walk then how are we supposed to visit places?" He asked.
"But, What about you?"
"It's okay, love. You can sleep." He smiled.
"You sure?' I asked timidly and he nodded. I laid down and closed my eyes as he massaged my foot but it was so soothing, as if all the pain was relieving and soon I fell asleep.
The next day, we visited Eiffel Tower and several other places. And it was so fascinating, everything is so beguiling and interesting. I really loved looking at them. I enjoyed my visit to every place. I loved it so much!
After spending the day out, I again plopped on the bed yawning. I know Christian must be tired, he didn't get to sleep. But how wrong I was, he was fresh as if he had just woken up from a deep slumber.
My eyes widened as I sat up looking at Christian, he was wearing a black ripped jeans with a navy blue shirt and a black leather jacket.
My jaw dropped and I was taken aback looking at him like this,
"You're looking so.. handsome.. no.. GODLY!" I whisper-shouted. He's looking so attractive, such captivating looks he is definitely not a guy who is a decade older than me. Awestruck by his appearance, I kept scanning him from head to toe and the water dripping from his hairs making him more heavenly. So aesthetically beautiful to one's pleasure. I am proud that he is my man. Just look at the beautiful creation of God in front of me.
"Thanks and you can close your mouth." I realized that I am gawking at him. I quickly closed my mouth and looked away.
"Get ready, we're going to a club." He said, checking himself in the mirror.
"Wha- Why?"
"I know you always wanted to go there but never got time for it. So, Get ready, we are going." I smiled widely and quickly left to get ready. I always wanted to go to a club and get drunk.
I wore a black frock, an off shoulder frock adorn with beads, the frock is above my knees, I wore black tights and black pumps with it and wore that pendant he bought for me, in fact, I never took it off in the first place. I applied a little makeup and curled my hair from the edges. I turned and looked at Christian who seemed to be held confined, I asked him,
"Christian, How do I look?"
"So pretty.. like a goddess.." He said in admiration. I blushed and mumbled a 'thank you' and then we went to the club.
The music was so loud, a french song was playing in the ground, I guess it must be a party song. People were dancing, smoking and kissing. Some were so drunk that they didn't even know what they were doing. Christian wrapped his arm around my shoulder as we walked in. We stood at the bar and he asked,
"What do you want to drink?" My eyes widened in disbelief.
"Hmm?" He asked. I kept quiet as my lips formed a thin line as I looked at him innocently, he moved closer as he said,
"Don't worry, I won't judge, enjoy yourself to the fullest, there are no restrictions here. Be yourself." His words gave me courage as the first words that left my mouth was,
"Whiskey."
"Whiskey? Okay.." he ordered whiskey, he took a shot but I didn't, I kept looking at it,
"Should I really take it?" I asked tentatively. He sighed and took the shot and drank it, my mouth gaped but before I could say something he held my neck and pulled me into a kiss as he shoved the drink from his mouth to mine, the liquid went down my throat as it slightly burned. He pulled away and smirk,
"Congratulations on your first drink." I began to pant, blush, trembling slightly at his action- a complete mess. I ran my hands in my hair and tittered. His action left me dazzled. He is inexplicable.
I took one shot after another, it burned my throat a little but it felt strangely good. I began to feel tipsy and turned to Christian who was looking at me with so much amusement. I took another shot and did the same with him, I shoved the drink in his mouth but him being professional, he moved his hands to my hairs pulling me close, deepening the kiss. I smiled and pulled away.
"Wanna dance?" He asked. I nodded childishly and we went to the dance floor, I put my hands in the air and began to jump. I let my body float as the lively feeling filled me up. I felt so alive.. so free... away from any despair. The reprieve from any shackles. As I was dancing, I felt Christian wrapping his arms around my waist, I thought he was doing it romantically but it was protective, I looked at him as he smiled,
"Enjoy!" He said loudly because the music is loud. I shrugged my shoulders enjoying myself to the fullest as I lived the night so freer than anyone, so spirited that the enthusiasm is emerging from me, so alive... all thanks to you Christian for making me feel enlivened… Liberated from every agony… giving me the most beautiful live I could ever ask for...