Don't Leave Me Alone
I know your history
He couldn’t eat, sleep or concentrate on anything since Althea was perpetually on his mind. It’s been two months since they’ve been together.
Markus felt he was in another dimension when she was around.
When she wasn’t, he felt a connection to the earth like being barefooted.
If he thought about her for a while, he could feel her presence in the room. At times, the curtains would sway by the wind outside and suddenly stop.
She had taken over his life like nothing he’d ever experienced before.
He didn’t know much about physics or cosmic trips, and yet, he could swear he was floating, suspended in midair. He thought maybe it could be what he read so much about. An out-of-body experience, perhaps.
The man had been smitten since she first laid her eyes on him. He read many stories about love at first sight, and now he thinks it’s finally happening to him.
She was extremely seductive, sensual, enticing. Her almond-shaped eyes penetrated deep into his being and it was a look that carried magic, wisdom, and a spell effect that infallibly brought him to his knees.
Making love to her wasn’t an earthly occurrence. It didn’t take long before it became an uncontrollable addiction.
He couldn’t stand not to have her every time the chance presented itself. And he made sure it did as often as possible.
What was more incomprehensible to him was the ability she had to turn him on, lit and on fire in a split second.
Never had he experienced anything like it.
Being a football HS star, with impressive looks, Markus has had his share of groupies lining up to be with him. There were fights among them, jealous rage, and subsequential insults. He enjoyed the attention and had fun when he felt like it.
One could say he was the stud at Midlands High. Some girls were so enamored by his presence that they’d do things to impress him like they’d never done before. They didn’t care what others would think or say, as long as they could have him, if only for just one sultry, hot summer night.
But that was all they’d get and all such evenings had to offer. It was over in a flash, leaving them wondering if they’d ever see him again for one more chance at a short passion burst.
But now, unpredictably, the situation was reversed.
He was the one who was left broken every time she said, “I have to go”.
“Wait, why?” he would ask with exasperation in his voice and desperation in his tone.”
“Where are you going” “You always do this!”
“Is there a problem, sweet baby lover of mine?” she said, giggling.
“Oh, my God” “Stop that!” “Really, please, don’t.”
“But don’t what, baby? Don’t I make you happy, aren’t I good enough for you?”
“Sweet Jesus,” he says as he throws himself backward onto the bed.
“You know what I mean, I don’t get why you’re leaving like this, all the time,” “And when I ask, you never tell me, you never have a clear, straight answer” “You laugh it off like it’s all a game to you”
“Oh, don’t be such a bore, such a cry-baby “
She jumps into the bed landing on top of him and grabs his wrists, immobilizing him. “You have a dirty mind,” she says, smirking. “You want me to stay to do naughty, naughty things to me, don’t you?”
“All because you’re a sick horny puppy!” she says as she bites his neck, hard at first, then softly, then licking all the way up to his ear.
There, she whispers, “But I like it like that,” “I love that about you,” “You make me hottttt.” she continues as her beautiful curly brown hair covers most of her face.
Then, she jumps out of bed and quietly blows him a kiss.
“But I do have to go. Got so much to do and I’m already late” “All because of you, you sexy beast!”
“And what if I don’t let you go?,” What if I keep you here as my sex slave? What are you gonna do about it?” Markus said.
“I’ll be your prisoner, and you’d be my master, duh,” “Is that what turns you on?”
“If that’s the only way I can keep you here, yes” “because that’s the difference between you and me,” “To me, nothing matters more than you being here” “You? Can’t wait to leave, always, like clockwork”
“Ugh! You’re so predictable, give me a break.” She sits on a chair, hands holding her face.
“I can’t be the only thing that matters in your life.” “It’s not healthy”
“But you are! And maybe because you know that, you do this to me,” “Don’t leave me alone.”
“Honey, baby. I’m not doing anything.” “You’re doing it all to yourself.” “Come on, don’t be a drag, we were having such a great time!” she said, getting up.
“And I have to go! So stop this nonsense,” she said, heading to the door.
“Fine, go! Markus yells. Go where I can’t go, go where my presence isn’t wanted. “There are a million things I need to do too” “ So, go ahead, sorry.”
“Babe. Take a shower, maybe watch some porn, learn some things, and think of me. I’ll call you later.” she said, laughing.
And just like that, she’s off into NYC’s uproarious streets.
Stunned, confused, and yet excited, Markus looked her up online one more time, trying to find out more about her mysterious behavior.
“He slowly typed her name “Althea Nagara”.
When he read the search results, his mind went for a dimensional expedition.
“Althea” by itself means, “healing”, or “wholesome” in ancient Greece.
And her last name, “Nagara” is of Japanese extraction and means, “Long, Eternal”.
Her entire family was intrinsically mysterious. She came from a place few had ever been before.
A mixture of Japanese royalty, European bourgeoisie, feudal echelons, gypsy culture, and Arab desert nomads.
She was related to kings and forest peasants who were given land titles for the most obscure reasons.
She came from a long line of actual witches who through the most fascinating processes, became the favorites of every kingdom in which they resided.
Finally, Markus started to comprehend what was happening.
He was being seduced to the point of no return, he was enchanted by her irresistible magic spells. He was bewitched.
Then, he saw that the pages where that history was being told had a notice he had never seen before. “Non-permissible for viewing: Authorization required”.
Markus was enthralled, under the spell of a witch, and in love with her.
What else didn’t he know?
Deep in thought, he was startled when the phone rang.
It was Althea who asked if he was alright. Strangely, she then told him she had a present for him.
She simply said, “Are you ready to travel with me not knowing where you’re going?
“If so, I’m coming over”
Then, she hung up.