Ablackwing 57 Rend My Heart Open

"I'm sorry." I apologized but that wasn't my fault! My Eve was just too enticing. Her charming self was too powerful to be resisted by my little and tender heart. Though my will was strong enough to be immune to the charm of the queen of l.u.s.t, it crumbled when I felt her care. And the fact that I'm impulsive, I couldn't control my sudden action of lifting her shirt.

That image of my Eve was burned into my mind. I could never ever forget about it. My Eve was too... hot. Just a little more and I would have been able to see her in full glory. In the near future perhaps. There was no rush. I just didn't want Eve to of me as a lecherous man who couldn't think of anything else. It would be embarra.s.sing.

"You were so aggressive a moment ago."

I just stayed silent beside her carefully pondering in my mind the things that had happened. And suddenly I remembered, the words I heard last night before my mind was engulfed by the darkness. Eve had confessed to me!

'Open your eyes... I love you... Do you hear me? I love you, Black... I swear if you die, I'll follow you to the afterlife.'

Even though my consciousness was disappearing at that moment, I heard it. I had heard it all very clearly. My mind repeated the words she said. Those words had etched themselves deep in my heart. I just needed to think and I could hear those words in the exact same way she said it.

"You're here with me?" Eve said. I heard it but I was speechless.

I felt like I was hearing melodies in my mind. I was drunk on that voice filled with desperation. And in her desperate cries was the confession.

But I didn't know how to react to it. To be honest, I wanted to be the first one to confess. But I guess the situation didn't give her any choice. Should I too confess now? I should give her the answer she deserves. I thought and that little thought spread to the deepest corners of my mind, like a wildfire.

Ever since I met my Eve, I've just wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her 'I love you' for a hundred times. No! A thousand! A million! I had fallen in love with her at first sight. But all this time, I suppressed those words, those thoughts because I knew I wasn't worthy of my angel. I wanted to wait until she regains her memories and then give her the chance to decide my fate, my punishment. But I wasn't ready to return her memories. It was very suffocating kind of feeling that I wasn't able to tell her how much I loved her. The suffocation had always made me feel like I was trapped inside a burning house with no escape and I could only inhale that smoke till I die. After I remembered her words, my desires became a volcano, ready to erupt if I let it go.

I've told her about my feelings but always indirectly. Would it make a difference if I say it or not? Yes, it would. My Eve will be happy. I know she will wait till I'm ready. She had said she will wait for me forever. But I just didn't want to make her wait for me forever.

My mind told me that I should be rational. Things might change when she regains her memories. I didn't keep the promises I made back then. I wasn't even sure if she would like me to stay around her.

But my heart, my heart said that I should go for it.

"Black..." I heard her but I still couldn't reply. I stared at the ceiling while the war between my mind and my heart ate me up from inside. Those two choices were tearing me up and I couldn't do anything but let myself get torn.

And I felt her soft hand touch my face,

"You have a fever again... Are you alright?" Eve pulled my head and my gaze shifted towards her.

When I looked into her clear violet eyes filled with concern, my heart stirred up. And I got my answer.

"I'm alright."

In the end, I decided to confess.

But there was one serious problem. Even though I had thought about confessing first, I had never thought about how to do it. What do I say? Do I just say it right here? Or should I wait for a nice moment? Perhaps it won't matter but by any chance it mattered, I'd regret it my whole life. Regret. That word took me back to the day we met. On that day, I was so much drowned in regrets that I wanted to die. But destiny wanted me to live and let me meet my angel.

The backyard. That was the place we first met. Well technically, we met for the second time. But anyway, the backyard would be a nice place. About confession, I will just rend my heart open and let her decide.

Another concern was the gift. I couldn't do it empty-handed. Special moments like these demand special things.

What could I give her when I confess? A flower? Nope, that's too common. And didn't I give her a violet lily last night? Some jewellery? But Eve wasn't into jewellery. She rarely dolled herself up. Clothes? Nah. Eve loves driving but I couldn't create a car easily and it might take time if I order. A ring? Well, a ring sounded cool.

Creation is a very troublesome ability. First, I got to have exact information about the material. It's better to have some experience like touching that thing, feeling it or sometimes, even hearing it. The more I know about it, the similar it becomes. The more materials in a thing, the harder the creation is.

Then I got to design the things in my mind carefully. Because it will be exactly what I imagine. Any distracting thoughts will distort the creation and create dumb s.h.i.t. Then I would have to destroy the useless part. Concentration and focus is a must while creating.

I thought of a rough outline. The ring in my imagination was made of requidust, perfectly round, greyish-white in colour with a metallic l.u.s.tre. But it looked too simple. I couldn't think of any design or decoration.

It had to be better. I tried but I couldn't think of adding anything to the ring to make it better. I so wished that I could look at some designs before I started.

I thought harder and a wild thought hit me like lightning. Why don't I give her access to my world?

Long ago, the legendary angels integrated their wings with gates that provided them access to other worlds. Though other beings could cross worlds too, they needed specific paths, unlike us angels. Their children inherited those wings and it was pa.s.sed down. That's how all angles can freely move between worlds.

If they could do it, why can't I? My powers should be the same as those legendary angels. I too should be able to create a map to Zero s.p.a.ce. Zero s.p.a.ce was just an insane idea, just a seed of a new world. It constantly feeds off my lifestream to mature. The day it stops feeding on my lifestream is the day the world will be born.

I could create runes on the inside of the ring, to inactive a gate to the zero s.p.a.ce. A blood imprint is also needed so that only Eve and no one else could access the Zero s.p.a.ce.

My world. It wouldn't remain mine anymore. With this ring, it'll be ours...

"You have such a blank expression for so long... Tell me truthfully, okay? Did you hurt your head?" Eve said and gently flicked her finger on my forehead and then she messed up my already messy hair.

"I'm really alright. Couldn't be better." I turned my body in her direction. I grasped her soft waist and pulled her closer to me. I got closer to her and kissed her cheek again. There was this unique fragrance I could smell coming from her body. After the day she realized I liked strawberries, she had started using strawberry shampoo and body wash. My Eve was really too much.

She didn't push me away. But she placed her hands over mine. Eve was afraid I would start tickling her. Our fingers got entwined and she smiled.

That was great. I even got the size of her ring finger!