The Luster of Stars in Moscow
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"Let go!" The man shouted, but did not attempt to rebel in the least.
"Shut up!" Cheri whispered half a growl, then brought his mouth closer to the man's mouth and frowned.
The man stuttered.
Cheri wrapped both his hands around Rafael's neck and tightened their bodies.
The man remained silent. Not rebelling, but not retaliating even if he wanted to. Just enjoying with stealth every touch of Cheri, and astonished himself. Surprised by a foreign feeling he had never felt before. Why do I feel like I want to cry? He wondered in his heart.
Cheri tightened his embrace and buried his mouth deeper. The man's chest felt rumbling in his chest.
"No-let go!" The man suddenly pushed her. Then groan while jerking his body, pulling himself up and holding his head.
Cheri pulled his body and watched the man with his eyebrows intertwined.
"You guys are really outrageous!" The man growled while stressing both hands on his temple. "No! I haven't—" her tone then turned nervous in an instant.
What the hell's going on? Thought Cheri.
He sounded like Cyzarine when he seized his dialogue. It was like saying a dialogue of two people at once with incredible speed.
Then suddenly the man gasped in the mirror and stared at his own reflection.
Cheri followed his gaze and gasped.
The facial expression within the mirror glared impatiently while the facial expression beside him glared in surprise.
"Cumprrrgh!" The man groaned while holding his head again. But his reflection in the mirror instead crossed and glared at him.
Cheri screeched restrained while smothering his mouth with a palm.
The man suddenly lunged towards the mirror and shouted furiously. Then push his own shadow. Now both of their palms are clashing on the surface of the mirror. The other pushes with his hands stretched straight, while the other pushes with his hands bent.
Cheri observed the man and his shadow in turn.
The light of the eyes are both very opposite even though they are both squeaking.
Ah, I know! Thought Cheri. These are signs they will be swapping!
A moment later, the man bounced off the mirror and fell on the floor.
Cheri approached her in a row, then crouched down beside her.
"Rafael!" Cheri shook the man's body.
The man opened his eyes and blinked at Cheri.
Cheri gulped and stuttered. "Rafael…"
The man groaned and held his head again, then pulled his body up slowly.
Cheri watched the man with a look of worry.
Is he Rafael?
Or another personality?
The man sighed and bowed, extending both his hands to Cheri. "I'm sorry," he said softly. "I've scared you."
"Rafael!" Cheri burst into the man's arms, sucked his face and cried out. "You're back" he said gasping.
Rafael rubbed Cheri's head and grabbed her waist. "I won't let you experience anything like this again" he promised.
Cheri pulled his face and looked up.
Rafael looked at her and wiped away the girl's tears. "So she can't hurt you anymore, you better go far."
Cheri squinted his eyes. "What do you mean?"
"Go back to St. Petersburg, Cherry! Stay away from me!"
Cheri gulped, then choked in his throat.
Rafael turned his body against Cheri's.
Rafael looked over and looked at him.
"Stated it…"
"I'll stop, '" cut Rafael. "I'll disband the MoscovArt Theatre."
Cheri flinched and instantly lost control. "Where might you stop the performance and disband the MoscovArt Theatre? It's too sudden, Rafael! Do you want to waste your hard work all this time? You didn't mean it, did you?" half a wail.
Rafael turned his face and bowed, then sighed and massaged the base of his nose.
"Aku—" Cheri gasped and rubbed his nostrils with his knuckles, holding back the clear liquid that was spreading with his tears. "I don't want to go home" he sighed softly.
Rafael did not turn his head, remaining down with his mouth closed.
"I don't want to leave this drama," whined Cheri. "I want to play your drama, be next to you. Please don't tell me to come home!"
"Cherry!" Short, dense, clear, ketus. Rafael turned his body towards Cheri. "When he took over my body, I kept watching him. He's very dangerous!"
"But—"
"He can't help my resolve, but he's definitely not a half-hearted opponent. He's very strong. Both his willpower and lust were really strong and extremely terrifying."
Cheri's turn is now silent while Rafael begins to talk at length and frenzied like he was.
"He won't disappear as easily as in the drama, Cheri!"
Cheri swallowed.
"But on the contrary, he will become stronger and bigger. The greater the desire to get out, the greater the risk we have to bear going forward!"
"But—"
"For so long the target was just to make me suffer, but now." Rafael hangs his sentence.
Now what? Cheri asked in his heart.
"You're the target now!" Rafael.
Cheri froze with round eyes.
"He wants you, Cheri! He loves you!"
Of love? Cheri couldn't believe it. "No way!" quickly attack. "I don't really understand what love is. But, I know for a fact that wasn't love."
A flash of shadow of the event when the man had her confined instantly made Cheri lose his words.
"He's just not good at expressing his feelings. He cannot distinguish love from obsession, desire from ambition. To him, all of those things could only be summed up with one word: Desire!"
Cheri froze back.
"Honestly, you actually feel the change, right?" Rafael smiled bitterly. "That's why you're replying to her!"
"Am I wrong?" Cheri. "All I thought about at that time was how to bring you back!"
"The person's nature is very loud and frontal. He's just like a kid who's not gonna grow up. Frankly and bluntly. There's nothing he's covering up. If he finds out you don't love him, he'll be more agitated than we thought. He will realize that no one loves him. That's why he's so dangerous. His decision will turn into anger, and most likely he will vent his emotions only to you!"
Cheri turned his face and bowed.
"Now you understand, right?" Rafael. "So, go home!"
Cheri's tears instantly spread in his eye peluk. Sadness and isolation ambushed him.
Going home? his mind is heartbroken. To where I can't see Rafael anymore?
"I can't put you in a dangerous situation!" Rafael added.
"I understand," hiss Cheri was weak and trembled—desperate.
Rafael looked at him with a wounded feeling. Slowly he raised his hand and stretched it to Cheri's head, but then stopped. His little heart wanted to touch him, but he parried it and hurriedly lowered his hand back, slipped the two into his pants pocket and twisted his body again to his back.
The girl was still bowed while smothering her mouth with one hand. Trying hard to hide her crying. But he failed.
Rafael clenched his eyes while tightening his jaw. Groaned in frustration just in his mind. This decision was hard for his little heart to accept. But he can't do much.