H.U.R.T
Fear of Losing Control

"Zetta says she was forced to come with your mother to town" Steve tells her as he ends his call with Zetta.

Mimik Zenia instantly changed, worried and anxious, also afraid. Steve added the word to the end. Unconsciously Steve growled until his teeth chattered. He did not like to see the fear on Zenia's face.

"Since there's nothing you can do, you better get upstairs. There are some empty rooms there. You can occupy anywhere."

Zinia nodded resignedly because what Steve said was true. Slowly the girl got up from her place. His fingers twisted the underside of the oversized sweater he was wearing.

"Is Daddy gonna be okay?"

Steve nodded, "Peter must be fine. He's a strong man."

"He's recalcitrant. Never mind what Mom says about keeping a diet."

"What am I supposed to say? Defend Peter or blame him?"

Zenia chuckled, "Don't do both." The smile disappeared as quickly as it came. Steve looked at his face intently and was surprised to see Zinia smiling. The girl was wrong.

"I-I'll go to the room and rest."

Steve nodded without saying anything more.

Half an hour later Zenia descended a stairway lit by dim lights mounted on each of the three steps.

"Everything okay?"

Zinia nodded at Steve's voice. His eyes searched the spacious room and saw Steve in the middle of the dimness was fluttering on the floor chair. The lamp on the man's elbow only emitted a hint of light.

"I'm sorry, I surprised you" Steve went to turn on the lights until the room was immediately bright.

"I did not find a glass in the room or the bathroom," Zenia glanced at the table, there was a liquor as well as a pill bottle that had no description on the surface of the bottle.

Steve took the bottle and put it in the bag. "Vitamins only."

Zenea did not comment.

"Sit down, this is the only drink I have. I'm too tired to make peach juice for you. Do you mind?"

"A little liquor will relax you and help you sleep better." The man added.

"Sounds like a spider says to a fly,"

Steve was blown away instantly, and was just like Zinia just a moment ago. The laughter disappeared immediately. Zenia was amazed, made to be surprised.

"I-I guess you don't know how to laugh."

Steve got out of his place and stood before Zenia. His outstretched hand touched Zenia's hair and slipped it behind her ear.

Zenia saw the man's jakun up and down, very tempting and she had to hold her hand so as not to touch the face of Steve who did look more charming with delicate and neat sideburns.

"I'll take a glass for you" the man's voice was hoarse and heavy.

Zenia shuddered, creeped out and was also tempted. Reflexes he exhales as soon as Steve passes into the kitchen.

I shouldn't have come down. It's entrenched. It would look ridiculous if I just ran away to go back into the room.

Finally, Zenia chose to sit down. Not long after, Steve came with a glass. The man noticed Zenia who was already sitting by folding her legs. His eyes were glued to the colorful striped socks that the girl was wearing.

"I-this isn't my best performance," Zenia realized that Steve was paying attention to her performance.

"Interesting," the man's voice was brief as he pointed towards the socks that Zenia was wearing.

"W-what are you doing?" Zenia cursed at her blushing self just because Steve called it attractive.

Hey Zenia, she called your socks interesting.

"work."

"Oh."

"You want to try the drink?"

Zania shook her head, "I can't drink alcohol. Not good to consume it."

"Are you banning me?"

"I said what I know."

Back silence. Zenia lowered her head, focusing on the glass she had in her grasp.

As Zenia raised her head, she found Steve looking at her. Zinia looked back to hide the nervousness.

"A-are you sick too?"

"Hm?"

"I saw the bottle of pills you put in your pocket. I know it's not a vitamin."

"Pil can help me sleep."

"You having trouble sleeping?" Zenia looked surprised. He also has problems in sleeping. That's what made him anxious and scared when he heard the news about Zetta not being able to go home. He can't sleep alone. As he remembered, he always slept with Zetta and Amor. Zetta will hug him and calm him down.

"It can be said that."

"Oh..." Zinia sighs.

"Good night" Zinia said goodbye and entered the room.

Steve went into his room, closed the door and leaned back. Slowly he banged his head there as if trying to make his brain work. If only the door of his room had a key. He'll lock himself in there. He protected Zinia from darkness or from any danger that might strike.

But who will protect me from myself?

Steve pulled his hair. Sleeps. Sleep is the solution. He should sleep. Steve took the pill out of his pocket. Take two pills and swallow them without drinking water.

"Work well" he mumbled. Justright. The medicine works faster. They're secure.

Unfortunately the nightmare lurked in his subconscious. Stalling for time to gather momentum before making a vicious attack.

"Steve's..."

"Steve's..."

As usual, the sound that was bouncing around inside his cranium woke him up. Steve woke up and sat straight up. He was soaked in sweat. In vain he tried to wipe the sweat from his eyes with a hand bathed in the liquid of his own fear. His mouth was still open in a scream that clearly appeared too late.

It was the same as when he woke up from a nightmare. Only this time there was a girl in front of him, looking at him with pity and concern was holding his shoulder.

Steve pulled out his knee and propped his elbow there. Holding his head with both hands until he was cut off. The horror finally subsided but not with its embarrassment.

"You're screaming."

"Sorry, I woke you up." Steve pulled the edge of the blanket to wipe the sweat from his face, neck to his chest.

"Go back to sleep" said the man. Zenia was unmoving, not moving at all.

"Did you always dream the same thing?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Do you want...."

"No," Steve interrupted quickly.

"Maybe it will help you..."

"I'm not going to talk about this."

"Not with me or with anyone?"

"Not anyone."

"No one will demean you."

"I'll demean me!"

"You won't be able to get rid of that nightmare until..."

"I'll take care of it, okay."

"How is it?"

"Leave me alone."

"To do what? Take more pills?"

"Maybe."

"The drugs won't give you a solution."

Steve turned to Zinia and yelled, "Suck, what do you know about this?"

Zenia curled back as if Steve was hitting her.

Realizing what he said, Steve curses slowly and tries to catch the hand of Zenia who is about to dart up from the edge of the bed.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Steve gently grasped Zinia's hand so that the girl would not be afraid. Steve pulled her to face him. Staring into Zenia's eyes, apologizing without making a sound.

"Please don't look at me like that" Steve carried Zenia's hand to his mouth. He kissed the inside of the girl's wrist, continuously whispering above Zenia's pulse.

"I'm sorry." He bowed low above Zenia's hand. Kiss the base of the girl's thumb. "Please," he whispered rantingly by pressing his lips against Zenia's palm, touching his tongue to Zenia's.

Zinia let out a soft voice that made Steve look up. The woman's voice turned from confusion mixed with doubt. Zenia breathed fast and lightly with her lips. The girl's bead bought when Steve's thumb was exploring part of his face.

Eyebrows, cheekbones, nose, lips, jaw line, and chin. Steve memorizes everything through touch. Having received no repudiation from Zinia, Steve touched the long wavy hair, put it behind his back and smirked his nose at the woman's neck until he felt the warmth of the girl on his lips.

"I won't yell at you anymore, won't be strict and keep my distance. I'm not gonna hurt you, trust me." Steve landed a soft kiss on the side of the girl's neck as well as the other side.

Zenia's head was lifted to the back. Taking it as an encouragement, the kisses on the girl's neck grew stronger.

To hell with caution.

By the time the kiss reached Zenia's ears, there was determination behind it. Zenia began to respond to that touch. Release tension with a village. Zenia's body started to turn relaxed. The girl inched closer towards him, hesitantly putting a hand on Steve's shoulder.

Steve rewinded his head, staring into the bead of Zenia. "I'm afraid I'm losing control."

"I feel otherwise," Zinia's voice was raucous and low. "I'm not afraid you're losing control. But just the opposite, I'm the one who's gonna lose control."

With a raucous mockery, Steve summed up Zenia's head. Putting a kiss from the beginning is amazing inside. Lastly, Steve landed his lips on both of Zenia's eyes.

"We should sleep." He laid Zenia's body on the side of the bed, pulling the girl into his arms after she had laid down on Zenia's side