Once, my paranoid love

Paul arrived at the residence. He walked straight to Elena’s room and placed her on the bed. He pulled out the first-aid kit and began treating her injuries. After treating her wound, he sighed. “Everything is OK now.” After treating her wound, he stood up and rolled his eyes over her body.

Elena was blissfully asleep, but her outfit was in shambles. He had to change Elean’s dress.

“Elena, you are everything to me. My entire world revolves around you, and I can’t imagine a single second without you.” Paul murmured with a deep sigh.

Paul crept over to her and brushed her hair away from her face. Her smooth, pinkish body was beckoning him in. He kept his gaze away from her and moved closer to the cabinet. He took her nightgown. But he knew it would be too difficult for him. He couldn’t stop himself from adoring her all the time.

“I’m sorry, Elena,” he said as he began to undress. He dressed her up and switched off the lamp after dressing her. She was even more gorgeous in the moonlight. Paul stared at her sweet face. She was blissfully asleep.

“No, I can’t,” Paul murmured, taking a long breath. His mind was filled with the fear of losing her. He put his hand on her soft belly and hovered over her face.

Paul inhaled her scent and rested his head against her breast. “Your fragrance is driving me insane, Elena.” He grabbed her leg and wrapped it around his waist while talking. He drew her close to him.

Paul stroked her cheek. “Elena, I want to go deep inside you.” Paul was drunk, and he was not into himself.

Paul moved his fingers softly under her camisole after touching her hip. He began to stroke her smooth back.

“Damn it,” he murmured, unable to contain himself. He grabbed her head and drew her to his chest.

His heart was racing wildly as he said, “You should stay here.”Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Paul pressed her head into his chest and gripped her hip with both hands. He attempted to sleep by closing his eyes, but couldn’t. He took a deep breath and fixed his gaze on her.

“Elena, just one kiss is OK. After that, I swear I’ll sleep.”

He kissed her on the lips, as he said. He kissed her gently and deeply, then came to a halt after a minute and rested his head on her chest. Paul finally slept in her arms.

[Around mid-night]

Paul began murmuring in his dream, “No, please no!”

“Please don’t abandon me, Dad. I don’t want to be with her any longer.”

Water was rolling from his eyes as he spoke.

Elena grimaced while her eyes were closed. “Umm.” Elena tried to push Paul, but he was barely holding her.

Elena’s point of view.

I heard someone’s murmurs. I found Paul on my chest when I opened my eyes.

“Umm… what are you doing?” I said, attempting to persuade him. But he didn’t respond, merely repeating no.

What was the matter with him? That was the first time I had ever seen him like that.

“Paul, what’s wrong?” I said it anxiously.

He was saying, “No, no, please, don’t leave me alone.”

“Hey, Paul,” I said, while trying to prop myself up with my elbow.

I felt my head heavy; the pain was still there.

“Paul,” I said, tolerating my pain. I took his head in my hands and forced him to face me. I noticed water dripping from his eyes.

“Is he crying?” I gently called him “Paul.”

“Please, Dad,” he pleaded.

I knew he adored his dad. I had never met him, but when we were kids, Paul used to tell me about his dad. I wiped his tears away and added, “Everything will be fine, and here I am. Please do not cry”.

As I said this, I drew him to my chest. I wrapped my arms around him and embraced him hard.

“Paul, where is your dad?” I murmured while caressing his hair.

I knew you suffered from paranoia disorder and had rage difficulties. Then why didn’t your mom try to start your treatment? But, suddenly, I let go of my grip.

‘No, I will not be nice to him. He is the one who sexually assaulted me.’

I tried to get out of bed.

“Where are you going?” Paul suddenly grabbed my hand and said, I was shocked and wondered when he had awoken.

“You were sound asleep. When did you wake up?” I asked and tried to pull my hand away. But Paul clenched his fists and said, “Why are you leaving me here alone?”

I inhaled deeply and moved my gaze away from him. Paul suddenly asked, “Are you going to call Ron?” I turned my gaze back and asked, “Not just now, Paul. Why do I call him?”

I said, “I don’t even know who he is. Don’t accuse me.”

“You were going to contact him, and I know it,” Paul remarked calmly to me.

I sighed, knowing that I couldn’t win against him and that I’d have to explain everything to him, so I said, “Paul, take a nap. I’m going to the washroom.”

‘Why do you continually want me to explain everything to you since you don’t love me? Why do you stop me from meeting classmates when they are boys?’ I thought while closing my eyes.

He loosened his grip, and I stood up and walked to the washroom.

Pau kept looking at the door with suspicious eyes. He couldn’t believe what Elena was saying. What if she was trying to call Ron from the bathroom? So he got up and tried to hear. But there was no sound.

Paul repeatedly rapped on the door. “Open the door, Elena.”

‘This boy will not let me have a moment’s peace.’

“What?” I asked as I opened the door.

“Can you tell me why you’re doing this?”

He didn’t respond, but he drew me closer to him.

“Paul,” I said, raising my voice.

‘I do not know when he will be in a good mood or how he will react.’

Paul hugged me and kissed my neck while murmuring my name. “Elena.”