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Lucy's Nightmare...
"I don't know if I'm out of place sayin' this doctor...but..." It took her a moment to compose herself before finishing..."I love--" He closed his eyes and whispered...
"I know you do."
"It's jus' something I needed to say. Doctor, I've never felt this way before. My greatest fear was leavin' this world without ever saying those three words to someone."
"I understand."
"Well, now that I've just about ruined everything..."
"You haven't ruined anything...but I need you to do this one thing for me--" Suddenly, without any warning, Edward Hyde began to surface...
"Doctor? Are you alright?"
"Lucy...oh God..." She sat up quickly and slid one arm across his back and the other across his chest..."No...get away..."
"What's happening? Doctor? HENRY..." He fell to the floor with his head in his hands while moaning in pain. He screamed at the top of his lungs for Lucy to leave at once, but she remained in her place and watched in horror as he turned into the horrendous creature she had grown to loathe...
"Lucy!! GO NOW."
"Oh dear God, Dr. Jekyll. What's happening?!?" She found it hard to speak for what was happening had placed such unbelievable amounts of terror into her already battered soul. Lucy sat on the bed breathing in short gasps. He lay on the floor...his back arched and his knees bent as he struggled. Within seconds, it was through...he rose from the floor and faced her...the evil in his eyes pierced her like daggers. She wanted to get up and run from him, but her body was numb...
"Do you like what you see, Lucy?" He approached her slowly, extending his arms and wiggling his fingers, "Isn't this...fascinating? It's amazing how such an intricate creature can dwell inside the soul of such a simple man, isn't it?"
"I...can't..." He climbed onto the bed and crawled over to her as though he were a cat. The moment she felt the warmth of his breath touch her shoulder, she sprung from her place beside him...
"Oh, Lucy...where do you think you're going?"
"What are you?" he laughed aloud...
"Ah, you see...I am the doctor's better half."
"How can this be?? I don't believe what I've seen...it's impossible."
"But it is possible, my sweet. Believe what wonderful visions your eyes have feasted upon this evening for I truly doubt you'll ever have the experience again." He lept off the bed to his feet and began to walk towards her, "Come here, Lucy." She refused and began to back away, "Dare you disobey me? The man who can either take your life from you...or simply make it a living hell? Whichever one is entirely up to you, love." With one swift motion, grabbed her by the arms and spun her around so her back was to him, "Lucy, what a delightful position we're in here...hmmm...how can we go about this?" A sudden braveness fell upon her and she responded in a way she never thought possible. She elbowed him directly in the stomach which in turn made him loosen his grip...
"Don't ever touch me...you hear?!?" Her voice carried a pitch that he'd never heard. His eyes grew small and beedy as he walked towards her...
"Exactly where did that little burst of energy come from, darling?" She backed into her dressing table and froze as he came closer...her voice trembled as she tried to speak...
"Mr. Hyde..I never did nothin' to ya'..."
"Oh, but you did, Lucy. You went to Dr. Jekyll and you told him, didn't you? Yes, I know...I heard it all. After I forbid you to do it, and in a rather nice manner, might I add, you went to the fool and told him of our little 'discussion'." she stared at him in horror...she didn't understand what was happening, "Then you took it upon yourself to make advances towards him! Lucy, he's very 'taken'...you're aware of that. You should know better. And if that weren't bad enough, after all the touching and...caressing...of your dearest's skin, you kissed the fool. This poses as a very confusing matter to me, my sweet. Why, I asked myself, is this woman so taken with this imbecile? But then it occurred to me...she's just as stupid as he is." He lunged forward and knocked her to the ground, falling on top of her. He covered her mouth with his hand to silence her cries, "Oh, what predicament we have here...little Miss Lucy has been caught in the big lion's trap. What ever will she do? No, no...crying doesn't help. It merely blurrs one's vision...and it really gets on my last nerve." He raised his hand high above her in a fist and just as he was about to hit her, she gathered up all her strength and kicked him in the groin...he let out a yelp and rolled over onto his side. She ran to the table next to her bed and grabbed the lamp, swinging it around in just enough time to strike his head with full force. There was a giant pop as it made contact with his skull. He staggered backwards and stared at her as though she were the one who was out of her mind. He slowly lifted his hand and touched his forehead, "Why am I bleeding?" Lucy dropped the lamp in shock and stood shaking...his voice was changing...it wasn't quite as deep...his face looked different, too, which confused her even more. He moved over to the bed and collapsed, "Lucy, what's going on..." She walked over to him slowly for she feared that it was Mr. Hyde playing another one of his demented mind games, "You saw..I didn't want you to see me like that..."
"Doctor?" She went to his side. There was blood running down the side
of his face from the wound resulting from his encounter with the base of
the lamp. His eyes fluttered as he moaned in pain...then he was quiet.
She lowered her ear to hear his heartbeat...it was a slow rhythm, his chest
rising and falling at a steady pace, "Oh, what the 'ell do I do now..."
She held her head in her hands and wept...out of the anger, frustration,
confusion, hatred and love she held...all for the man laying before her.
An hour had passed. Lucy had moved to the farthest side of the room and sat staring at Henry as he slept. During the whole time after bearing witness to the most horrendous thing she'd ever seen in all her life, she thought about her relationships with the two men...one of whom she loved deeply...the other whom she would kill in a heartbeat if she knew she could manage it. She realized that the main reason the doctor had shown such concern for her had stemmed from his need to make up for what he did while in his other form...it was his way of easing his guilty conscience. "But how does this change 'appen?" Exactly how...and why...Dr. Jekyll did such things to his body, mind and soul remained a mystery. "When he wakes up, I'll ask him then...an' he'll have to tell me...he jus' has to."
A faint moan escaped his lips. He tried to open his eyes, but the light from the lamp practically blinded him. His head was aching...the bleeding had stopped but there was an enormous cut on his forehead which burned like fire as he gently touched it with his fingertips, "Lucy..." he whispered. She remained in her chair, her expression unchanged when she heard him speak, "Lucy, please, come here..."
"I don't think that would be wise, doctor. I've seen what can 'appen. I'm fine where I am."
"What happened?"
"You...changed...right there on me bed, Dr. Jekyll. I ain't never seen nothin' like it in all my life."
"Changed? He didn't hurt you, did he Lucy?"
"No, you didn't get a chance."
"Lucy...no...you have to believe...that was not me..that man...he was not me..." She rose from the chair and went to him with tears in her eyes...
"Doctor, please...tell me what you're doin', because I don't understand it a' all. How can you tell me that wasn't you when I saw, with my own two eyes, this body," she rested her hand gently on his thigh, "change from a such beautiful creature into that disgusting...thing?" he opened his eyes as he felt her warm touch, "I want so much to believe that all that evil does not exist in you..." he sat up...
"Then believe it, woman! It was not me...I would never dream of harming either you or Emma...or any other living soul on this planet..."
"How did this 'appen? I don't understand..."
"Even if I tried to explain, you could never understand. You must have faith in me."
"But..."
"What can I do to make you trust me, Lucy? Tell me..." he raised himself to his knees, taking her hands...
"I trust you, doctor. It's the other one I'm not so sure 'bout."
"Look in my eyes. You must believe that the man kneeling before you is not the madman who's hurt you so many times before. These hands holding yours are gentle and kind and would never harm you, Lucy. And my heart holds a place for you...always..." What was he doing? Could he possibly love this woman?
"Doctor...what's going on 'ere?" she said quietly, her voice trembling...
"I'm not so sure anymore. But...I am sure of this one thing..." He took her in his arms and kissed her with every ounce of passion he possessed. He could feel her body weaken as he held her...he pulled away gently, his lips still close to hers as he took her face gently in his hands, "I will never let him hurt you again...and I will fight with every bit of strength that I have left in me to protect you. Lucy, I promise...you are safe in these arms..."
He pulled her close once more and pressed his mouth to hers...his hands caressed the nape of her neck...she gasped at the very moment he laid his hands upon her bare skin. Their lips parted...he stared into her deep, hypnotizing eyes and then rested his own upon her bare shoulders. He lowered his head and lovingly kissed her...occasionally letting his tongue explore this unfamiliar place...he wanted to taste her, So sweet...and so soft... She closed her eyes while he did so and ran her fingers through his ebony locks. He appeared to be growing exceedingly anxious and with a quick movement, lifted her gown over her head and threw it aside....he gently guided her down with his hands on the small of her back until her head rested softly upon the pillows. She unbuttoned his shirt and slid her hands beneath it. His skin was milky white and oh so very warm and soft...her fingers traced his rippling muscles in his chest and stomach as he took in a deep breath and held it...almost forgetting to exhale. She slid the shirt from his arms and dropped it to the floor...her hands travelled farther down to his trousers...he closed his eyes for a moment as he felt her fingers working at undoing them...another kiss...only this time, it was ten times more passionate than any of the others they had shared. He slid one arm beneath her, the other around her waist and turned over on his back, taking her with him. She was now resting above him...which made it much easier to pleasure him. She was positive this was the first time he'd ever been this physical with a woman...she could tell by the way he trembled at her touch and the look in his eyes each time they found hers...she loved him so very much and for her to able to give him this gift was a dream...
She slid her body along his and kissed every inch of his chest. She raised herself up just a little and pulled off his trousers and underpants and added them to the pile of clothing on the floor. He watched her every move...unable to take his eyes away from her face. Her lips were a deep red, her cheeks...flushed. She slid her hands up his thighs. She noticed him flinch as her fingertips brushed across a large bruise..she lowered her lips to his discolored skin and gently placed a soothing kiss to his injury. She let her hands resume their journey...steadily coming closer and closer and then finally reaching the part of his body which ached for her touch most...and smiled when she heard a soft moan escape his lips. Again, she lowered her body against his and touched his mouth gently...he kissed her fingertips and then went to sit up...wanting to take control of the situation..needing to act out his every passion...his every frustration...and God knows there were many of them. He pulled her arms around his neck...she wrapped her legs around him...he softly stroked her breast and took her nipple in his mouth...and the moment she began the ryhthmic rising and falling motion...his muscles tensed as a wave of pleasure raced through his body...he gasped, "Lucy..."
"Shh, love...close your eyes..." and he did so...losing himself in all
of her...
Four o'clock...Henry lay in bed staring into the darkness. He could
feel Lucy's warm breath touching the back of his neck as she lie there
beside him, cuddled against his body, her hand resting gently on his waist,
"What
have I done..." Henry replayed what had happened between them over
and over
in his mind, and it all seemed as though it were a dream. He tried
to make himself believe that it was his other half which controlled his
actions, but he was conscious and aware of each and every touch they exchanged
and he saw everything through his eyes.
Maybe it was merely because it was his first true intimate moment with a woman other than the simple kisses he'd experienced before, but the lust which pulsated through his body when he and Lucy touched was unlike anything he'd ever felt for Emma. The moment his bare skin met hers, an electrifying sensation raced down his spine...even as they lay there, he could feel his body tingle. It was a wonderful sensation, yet at the same time, he hated himself for what he had done.
"What the hell am I doing here?" At that moment, Lucy awoke. He could feel the gentle sweeping of her eyelashes touching his skin like the wings of a butterfly. She slid her arm further around Henry until her hand was placed over his heart. He closed his eyes as she did so and took in a deep breath. She kissed his shoulder and whispered something to him that he couldn't quite make out. But, even though he'd not heard it, he knew exactly what it was...those three words which had been spoken throughout the course of the night..."I love you."
Henry...are you awake?"
"Yes." he whispered...
"How long have you been up?"
"For a while now..." She raised herself onto her elbow, and nudged at his arm for him to look at her...
"You're not feelin' very good 'bout yourself, are you?" He sat up against the back of the bed...
"I don't know what I'm feeling right now, Lucy." She leaned forward and softly kissed his lips...he returned the gesture, but there was something so distant and so withdrawn about his manner. He pulled away, "Lucy, why are you still here with me? How were you so sure that he wouldn't harm you?"
"You promised me that he wouldn't...and I believed you."
"I know I promised, and I won't...ever. But Edward Hyde comes and goes of his own accord these days."
"He didn't show his ugly face afta' I hit him...maybe he knows that this--"
"Lucy, he didn't show anymore after that for one reason...not because you hit him, but because he knows I'm weak."
"What?"
"He knows I have no control...over him, much less myself." he continued to ramble on...
"I don't understand, doctor...."
"This should've never happened." He swung his legs over the side of the bed and sat there for a moment..
"It did...and now there's nothing we can do to take it back," she moved behind him and put her arms around his neck, "I just need one more thing from you and then I'll leave you be. Just tell me if that was you I made love to...tell me if it was you who gave this to me tonight...and by choice, not by some inner demon who took control of you."
"Yes, Lucy...I was the one you held tonight," he could feel her smile against his bare skin, "but you have to know something...this can never happen again. I do care for you and you are always in my heart and mind...but I have Emma in my life. She is one thing in this world I cannot sacrifice." What he had to tell her was completely different from what he wanted to tell her...how he'd never physically wanted any woman as much as her...how he could lie in her embrace forever and how just one look from her eyes was like being swept up by the heavens above. "I must go now."
"Of course..." he rose from the bed and began to dress himself, a sudden feeling of anxiety took his body over and his main goal was to get out of that damn room as fast as he could. He had to get away from that place...and that woman who was slowly etching herself a permanent place in his life. They were bound together by Hyde's doing and now...his own. In but a few minutes, he was clothed and making his way to the door. "Dr. Jekyll...should you decide to send your Emma away with me as you planned...you know where to find me and...I'll be waiting." He tried to look at her sad face...
"I know you will, darling Lucy...and thank you," he whispered, "for
so many things." With that, he was gone.