16 Trap (3)

The light from outside shone through the opening gap of the door. The man slowly shut the door before walking inside.

He didn't switch on the lights. His footsteps were even and unhurried, as if he was walking in his own house. He hardly made a sound as he moved, partly thanks to the carpeted floor.

Queen could feel her heart throb and blood rushing to her ears. She couldn't help feeling excited and nervous at the same time.

She wanted to see Quince's face but couldn't since her face was stuck to his chest. However, she could hear his heartbeat. It was beating steadily with no change in pace.

'Hmm, Mister Cat is seriously calm, must have been trained somewhat.' She thought. She suddenly felt her nervousness and excitement die away after listening to the rhythm of his heart.

The man stood beside the bed. He just stood there unmoving.

Quince could only see his shoes from his point of view. Though he could hardly make out the design and color due to the darkness.

Suddenly the man sighed. Queen and Quince both flinched at this sudden sound.

"Rest in peace my friend. It is for the best." The man whispered sadly.

Suddenly Queen made a small movement and Quince pressed her harder to keep her still. 'God damn! I have something I must do!' Queen fumed.

She wouldn't stop wriggling though. 'Damn woman! Stay still!' Quince had to use a lot of strength to subdue her. But her struggle was not for naught as she managed to free her arm away from Quince.

She slowly reached into her purse before passing a small bottle over to Quince's hand.

Quince stiffened at her sudden touch. He quickly got a hold of himself as he felt a porcelain bottle in his hand.

He immediately understood what Queen wanted to do. He moved slowly before using one hand to uncap the bottle. He poured a small amount on his hand before blowing the powder towards the man's shoes.

Everything happened within the span of 60 seconds.'ooh sweet moved' Queen beamed with pride.

The man continued standing there, with no intention to move. Queen and Quince could hear his slight sob and sniffles. He continued weeping softly for 10 minutes before getting a hold of himself.

He put his hand in his trousers' pocket before pulling a handkerchief out. He wiped his eyes, stuffed the hanky in and walked out of the door.

Queen let out a sigh as everything went by smoothly. She wanted to move but she could still feel Quince's arms wrapped tightly around her.

She used her free hand to push against his arm before saying, "Let me go Quince! I can't breathe!"

"Shhh stay still woman! What if the culprit returns?" Quince hissed back. She seriously cannot keep still!

"He won't come back!" Queen retorted against his chest.

"You never know. Just stay still for a while more." Quince said firmly.

"Ugh!" Queen complained before lying docilely in his arms.

After a while she was beginning to feel strange again. 'It's so warm in his arms...why is that? Why does he evoke this feeling in me? I always felt fun with him. I even feel the need to protect him, as it is my duty. But this position is weird...I feel ridiculously safe even though I'm supposed to be protecting him.'

As for Quince, even though he was doing it for safety measures, he knew he could have let her go and simply made her stay under the bed. But he simply didn't want to. 'She's so soft. Her hair smells so nice, it's intoxicating. But more than that, I feel as if something has been fulfilled. When she is in my arms, I feel like my heart is finally complete. But I'm sure it was never empty to begin with so why do I feel this way?' Quince was lost in thoughts as he tried to comprehend his feelings.

After sometime has passed, Queen began hitting his arm again. "Can you let me go now?" She was seriously beginning to feel strange and it was making her hot all over.

Quince sighed at her inability to lie still. Just as he loosened his arms to release her, the door creaked again.

They both stiffened and Quince immediately tightened his hold on her, smashing her face right back against his chest.

Meanwhile, Queen could only complain in her heart, 'God damn! Not this position again!'