REBORN UNDER THE FULL MOON

Lyra's pov

"I need to take walk." I said, getting up and dusting my dress.

"Stay safe, dinner would be ready before you return, " Amira said.

I picked up my jacket and left the room, in a musing ecstasy of contemplation.

Outside the apartment, I put on the jacket and walked out. Just a stone throw outside, I saw Axel walking across the road. It would be disturbing to us as he would consistent show up in our apartment if he found out that we stayed there, so I lowered my head and walked away in the opposite direction, bumping on someone along the way.

"Hey watch it, bitch!" I heard a male voice scream.

Ignoring him, I tried to move on with my head straight, but he wouldn't let go.

"What would a fair helpless bitch be doing outside all alone?" he mocked.

I looked up into his eyes, instantly figuring out a thousand ways to put a stop to his awful existence, but I suppressed the urge.

"Let me go," I said, maneuvering my hands away from his, but he wasn't done yet.

"Hey, don't do that, I'm not done with you," he said, increasing his grip on me.

" Hey, let her go, at once! "I heard a familiar voice command.

"What you gonna do about it?" he said without looking back.

"Let...her...go!" The voice repeated, in a more intensed manner, depicting authority. This time he looked back, and immediately released me from his grip, taking to his heels. "Are you alright?" the voice asked.

It was Axel.

I ignored the attempt at a conversation and contined my walk.

"Please Lyra, we need to sort things out," he called out, taking large steps to catch up with me. He took my hand but I forcefully released it,

"Look, Lyra, I'm sorry. I was drunk,I really bad and I suck at myself right now. Please forgive me, I can't stop loving you. You mean everything to me," he said this, still trying to catch up with me. I really loved the chase, and I wanted it to go on, so I ignored him and kept on walking. He kept on and on, till we reached a fork road, and I couldn't go further, so I stopped abruptly, and turned sharply to him.

"Stop stalking me please, I have nothing to do with you," I told him, avoiding his lovely eyes.

"Please Lyra, she deceived me and led me to what I did," he said in a convincing manner.

He tried to focus his eyes on mine, looking as repentant as possible. The air around us stopped for a while, the day singing itself into evening. Something eminently human beaconed from his eyes, halting all my movements. I couldn't resist his eyes no more, so I stood still, looking directly into his soul. He caught wind of my weakness, and in public he attempted a kiss, but just before he could reach my lips, I immediately gained composure, and averted his action.

"You must be ashamed of yourself, trying to kiss me in public," I said, gently pushing him back. He was short of words, as I turned around to leave. Amira's POV.

In the kitchen preparing dinner, I reminisced on Lyra's trans.

'She's a very special kind,' I thought to myself. I've only seen such in movies, and it terrified me greatly when I saw her perfect drawing. Then I heard a knock on the door.

Lyra left with her keys, so knocking on the door won't be ideal for her. The knock was persistent, so left the kitchen to see who it was. "Who's there?" I asked, approaching the entrance door.

There was no response.

My expectations darkened into anxiety. I moved cautiously, heading towards the window and raising the drapes with caution. I noticed a familiar shoe worn by the stranger and immediately recognized who it was. The freshness of some pulse of air from an invisible sea swept over me unannounced. I knew who it was.

"David," I muttered.

But I moved back and repeated my call,

"Who's there?"

This time he answered.

"A friend, a good friend,"

I moved to the door and unlocked it, but I was cautious, as I didn't let him into my abode.

"Who told you I was here? what are you doing here? what have you come for?" I asked all at once, bombarding him with questions.

"One at a time darling," he replied calmly, in his usual charming manner. He had little difficulty in expressing his alpha male attributes, making it almost impossible for any woman to resist his alluring approach. He moved into my house without consent, settling down in a manner that shows immediate familiarity with the environment.

"I came to set things straight, Amira," he said, looking as boyish and unserious as ever. But I knew he meant it.

"You can't have two lives, Dave. You can't have me today and be rooting for 'her' tomorrow," I replied, folding my hands across my breasts, and looking intently at him, such lovely eyes he had.

"That's the point, Amira, I feel you everywhere, but once she's around, my love for you gets surpressed, making me feel an artificial attraction to her, which dies the moment she leaves," he explained with all sensed sincerity. "What am I to do with this information? You mated her, didn't you?" I asked, revealing to him that I still felt a sting of betrayal. The music of unforgotten years sang again in my soul. I felt my heart ache.

Standing up from the couch, he leaned slightly towards me and whispered under his breath, "I need help." That was it.

I held his head, drew them to my lips, and kissed him passionately. Then I rested his head on my shoulder and wept for love.

Lyra's POV.

Night was fast approaching and I needed to get home. I hastened my footsteps. The sky was already drowned with stars as I reached last cross. Then I saw him again. "Who do we have here?" he said mockingly, getting close to me.

"He saved you the last time, but he's not here now, is he?"

I didn't move an inch. 'It's time he gets what he deserves,' I thought, as I made up my mind to hit him hard if he comes any closer.

Then I head an ear piercing sound. It was a metal spade hit against his head. He fell to the ground. Standing there before me was Axel.

"I can't believe you were still on me, what is wrong with you?"

"You're welcome," he replied, offsetting my rude comment. I turned to leave, walked two steps, smiled, and turned back to him. "Thank you," I said.

This time he smiled, and walked away the opposite direction.