Heart Of Gold

NICHOLAS DOHERTY:

It's been thirty seven exact days that I'm hanging down from this cross in the church now.

All I've looked at from all this time I'm here are the faces of Jesus Christ or Harry.

Harry being my loyal dog does all my jobs for me. From feeding me to cleaning my shit. He does everything for me.

So then, should I be thankful to him?

Nah!

I guess not, cause that's exactly what his job is!

~~

"Ruth Walker finally came back to the mansion boss!" Harry said wiping away my sweat from my head.

"I-Is that so? How is sh-she then?"

I was pathetic, weak as shit, covered in my sweat, the pain, it fucking pains like heavens and hell!

"Still the prettiest girl you could spot in a room full of pretty ladies!" He answered.

I breath out a smile and he gave me the drug which keeps me sane from the pain.

The heroine is keeping me alive or I would have been dead long ago.

Sniffing my powder I laughed, Ruth's beautiful face dancing before my eyes, giving me the perfect hallucinations of her intoxicating presence which has kept me sane, alive the last thirty seven fucking days!

"True! Her impeccable beauty is something that has kept me sane all this while. That's the only thing to be precise!"

"Boss! I can't see you like this! Why don't you try pleading a pardon from Erickson Roerig. He is not exactly unshakable!" Harry said, this idea, he has been suggesting me from the last thirty six days.

"Never!" I groan in hatred. "I'm never gonna bow down to that fucking king of America!"

Harry sighed, "He said you can be brought down if Ruth begged Eric for your life. But would she ever do that?"

"Ofcourse she would! I know the heart of gold she carries inside her since childhood. Mama Roerig would never be able to see me in pain. She won't be able to see me in pain either. She just needs to see me here in this condition once!"

I said and took a long sniff on my stuff again, the feeling of ultimate heaven washing my nerves

"Do me a favour Harry. Bring Ruth here. Make her see me. And she will do it all by herself!" I say, laughing.

LESLIE ALDRIN:

Booking the most beautiful and the most expensive wedding destination at St. Diego, I was wearing a wedding gown designed by the world class top designers of Asia.

I should be the centre of attraction of this wedding function. Everybody should look at me, admire me.

I was going to become the next queen of America.

I was going to be called the wife of the king, His Highness Erickson Roerig.

But the moment that bitch entered this party all the eyes were turned on her. She stole my limelight again due to that pretty face she carries.

A pretty face with a golden heart! That's what she has been all through the time I have known her.

She had this invisible spotlight over her head wherever she went. Not from today, this has been the case with her all along. The day since she walked in Illyod High, in our lives.

The stars shine brighter around her, the flowers blossoms even more around her, the birds sings for her the rain dances to her.

Not only the humans, even the animals loves and praises her beauty.

She is beautiful, true. Just like how mama used to be.

That is the reason why she affects everyone in the house so fucking much.

The only difference here is that I loved mama Roerig, but I hate that bitch, Ruth Walker.

She is the only woman who dared to touch Eric and I wasn't able to kill her!!

But not tonight. Mike is pathetic weak shit right now, Nick is locked in the church having his redemption, Eric is busy with the wedding. Tonight, there would be no way she is gonna get a man to save her.

I'm gonna ruin her tonight, if not kill her.

The beautiful bitch, I'm gonna taint her beauty forever!

~~

I scanned through the hall and spotted Chris staring at Ruth gritting his jaw again, with the way Ruth was seated at the bar sharing a couple of drinks with Mike.

"Please excuse me!" I excused myself from the guests approaching the stage once Eric was gone with Martin to do some buisness shit and walked upto Chris.

"Leslie!"

Chris smiled as soon as he saw me walking upto him.

"I knew you had orders for me!"

"How do you get to know everything?"I asked, obviously amused.

"I have special powers!" He chuckled, "You see, I'm the dog of this house. I sniff everyone and get to know everything going on!"

"Whatever!" I rolled my eyes. "If you're so smart, why don't you tell me what I'm about to ask you to do?"

"Hmm, you want me to ruin the spotlight Ruth snatched away from you tonight, don't you? By doing what? Ruining her face?" He said and then pouted like a child.

"Why? No! I don't want that. I mean, look at that girl... So pretty! I don't wanna be the one to ruin her pretty face. Besides she reminds me of mama!" He said.

"I get it!" I yelled irritated. "I didn't expected you to be such a mama's boy Chris! I really expected so much better from you!"

Chris smirked and stopped me, as soon as I turned around to walk back to stage.

"I said I won't ruin her face, I never said I won't help you teach her a lesson?"

And the hope enlightened inside my heart by the tone of his spooky voice falling in my ears.

"So you're gonna help me?"

"Ofcourse Leslie!" He said and cracked his knuckles looking at Ruth with a sinister look in his eyes.

"I too have some old scores to settle with Erickson Roerig's bitch! And with Eric gone she is like a helpless rabbit, ready to be thrashed, plucked, cooked and served! Let's have a perfect mean tonight."

He said licking his lips.

RUTH WALKER:

"You know, these thirty days, starving with no food only water inside that prison, the only thing that kept me sane was my memories with you!"

Mike breathed out a smile, playing with the falling locks of my hairs.

He again, lean closer to me, sniffed into my hairs.

"Your smell, it still drives me crazy Ruth!" He sighed, his voice sounded intoxicated.

I scanned the room, trying to find somebody. Eric was getting married, it sure was a huge function for him to not be here. And if he was at the party, there was no way he wasn't going to approach me.

It's not like I wanted him anyways, but still his absence, it just felt wierd.

"Where's Nick, Mike!"

And I finally asked.

He looked up at me rather surprised looking taken aback with my question.

Why was he reacting like that at my question?

"It's weird how his absence seems empty to me, a bit of!" I let out a nervous laugh.

"Is he not invited in the party?" I asked again.

Mike kept looking at my face silently as if he was trying to study me. When he didn't reply for long, I asked him again

"Where is Nick, Mike?"

"Ruth, he did some absolutely terrible things to you the last time you met him. Why do you care?"

Exactly, why do I fucking care?!

I shouldn't, I know!

It is absolute stupidity to care about someone like him right now, but here I am being the stupid me, worried about someone like Nick.

"Where is Nick, Mike?"

I asked him the same question again, for the third time.

He cupped my hand lightly and stared back into my eyes, "Honestly, I don't know either Ruth! I haven't really seen him since last thirty seven days either! But then, I would suggest you to stop thinking about him and consider him as a dead man."

His words got me scared.

Was Nick in trouble?

Was he sort of dying?!

What happened to him exactly?!

"I wanna see him!" I said.

Mike looked at me surprised. I stood up, deciding to go find him, but Mike grabbed onto my hand immediately.

"I won't let you! He is back in New York, and I'm not letting you see him!" He said.

"But..." I started, but was interrupted by Martin grabbing onto my arms and wrapping his other arms around my waist he cupped my face and sucked my lips.

It seemed so romantic in that moment that I forgot how humiliating it was to be kissed by my owner's buisness partner at my owner's wedding. In a room full of people who knew me as his highness, Erickson Roerig's woman.

I stumbled backwards onto my feet as soon as he left me as Mike balanced me from falling, by holding me firm.

"WHAT THE HECK?! You Did Not Just Kissed Her!!" Mike almost grabbed Martin's suit when Eric jerked Mike off.

"WHAT THE FUCK ERIC?!" Mike roared at Eric while Martin started to pat his suit clean.

Eric just roll his eyes at Mike while Martin scoffed, straightening up his suit.

"It was nice touching you, spinning you around for a while Miss Walker. Being with you warming my bed all this while has been amazing." Martin said.

I look down at floor.

My eyes dried of tears now. I've nothing left to shed anymore.

"Eric?!"

Mike grit his jaw, holding back his urge to punch Eric's face for trying to give me away to another man who was not his 'family'.

"It was important for buisness, Mike!" Eric said.

"SHE IS NOT A FUCKING WHORE YOU BASTARD!!"

Mike yelled at him, grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the wedding venue towards one of the helicopters parked outside the wedding taking me away with himself.

I looked back at Eric and he just silently watched me go away with Mike doing nothing.

I really hoped for him to stop Mike this time, since Martin took me away.

But then, how could I forget? It was his wedding night. He must enjoy that with Leslie!

Who am I?

No-one!

Nothing!!

"Where are we going?"

I asked with a blank expression from Mike.

"Home!"

He replied, as the pilot took off.

I stared down the height to the wedding venue along the sea leaving behind.

The lights, the decoration, everything was so beautiful. Everything that I hoped for Eric's and My wedding to be like four years ago.

But the only difference was that the bride wasn't me.

It was Leslie.

Leslie Erickson Roerig!

And if now, Eric continues to have relations with me, I'll just be that other woman, the home wrecking bitch.

I took a deep sigh and rest my head over Mike's shoulder as he kept cussing Eric for taking me as a pleasurable item to entertain his clients.

He cared, I know he did.

But I don't.

I'm like an open lottery system. Anyone can come and touch me, have his way with me.

Nick was right.

I'm just a cum dumpster.

A toy to pleasure men Eric likes.

~~

It took me a two hour nap on Mike's shoulder and the next thing I knew was that we were landing to the Roerig's castle.

Mike had me wrapped inside his arms protectively so he could provide me the comfort I needed for a nap.

I was awake now, but I didn't want to come out if this warm embrace. I'm just so emotionally drenched out and tired right now.

Definitely beyond the words could define me.

"Hey? We're home! Get up!"

Mike whispered lightly into my ears

I snuggle into his chest like a baby and mumbled.

"I don't want to wake up. I'm tired!"

He sighed and lifted me up in his arms!

"Alright, my princess! Sleep all you want to. Nobody would disturb your sleep for the night?"

I hugged onto his neck and bury my head into his chest holding onto him strongly, sleeping.

Just then Rico came by to stop Mike and started to pull me out of Mike's hold.

"What The Fuck Are You Trying To Do Rico!" Mike said pulling me away, his grip tightening around me, hurting me.

"It's his highness's order to take Miss Willows to her bedroom for a peaceful rest!"

"Eric's order? Isn't he enjoying his wedding enough!? Mind you own fucking buisness! I'll take care of Ruth!" Mike replied, holding me strongly.

Rico yet again started to pull me out of his hold, "My buisness is to follow his highness's words. I'm minding my own buisness only, if you let me do that!"

"No!" Mike squeezed my arms strongly and I squirm.

"You're hurting me Mike!" I say.

His grip loosened up around me as Rico pulled me out of Mike's hold inside his arms.

"This is what his highness has ordered!"

Rico said taking me away with himself while Mike glared at Rico until he disappeared from his sight

I snuggle closely to Rico, finding the manly warmth again.

He gently took me upstairs and silently put me back in the warm comfortable bed, dragging the covers upto my chest after he was done undoing my heels.

Rico and I, we never talk.

Haven't exchanged even a single word with each other.

He's perhaps the only person inside the house who was purely harmless to me.

But then, I don't think anybody considered him as a person inside this house. He was a dog, Eric's personal dog following his commands.

ALL OF THEM.

While he was leaving after tucking me into my bed I grabbed his hand and talked to him for the first time ever in my whole life

"Did Eric really ask you to tuck me in personally?"

He looked at me like a robot.

"I do everything on his highness's command Miss Walker!"

And he left.

I thought, maybe he was tired f watching me being passed among the men and took pity on me.

I guess I thought too much!

~~

It was around midnight when I woke up with a commotion felt in my room.

As soon as I saw a figure of a man walking around in my room and was about to scream, the man's fist suppressed my scream, his other hand's index pressed against his lips as he reveals his face out to me and gestured me to stay quiet.

I nod my head slowly as he took off his fist from my mouth.

"Harry? What are you doing here?"

I ask

"Are you not even slightly bothered about Nick, Ruth?" He asked.

"Nick? You know where is he?" I asked with a hint of curiosity in my voice.

"Come with me!"

He whispered looking around as I gave my hand to his following after him.

~~

He took me out of the palace towards the woods and we were now standing near a very old abandoned church.

Harry let go of my hand and gestured from his head for me to walk in.

"You mean, Nick is here?" I asked his doubtful.

"Yes!"

"You're not gonna come with me?"

"No!"

I look around to this rusty abandoned spooky building.

"I'm scared!"

"This is your fight, Ruth!" He said.

I wanted to see Nick.

I just hope it's not a dead body!

And I push the door open with dust all around making me cough.

I covered my mouth with my hands looking around this huge hall and saw Nick, in the place of Jesus, pinned on the cross.

"Oh my gosh, NICK!!"

I gasp loudly and ran across the isle to see him from closer.

He looked miserable. His eyes all blackened, his nose had some white powder. His hand and legs were both pinned with heavy Nail.

"Oh my gosh, what do I do?" I start panicking and crying. I can't see him like this. I have to get him out of there.

Nick slowly opened his eyes and smiled a deeply heart wrecking smile, looking at me.

"Hey there, doll!"

He mumbled in pain.

Tears stream down my cheeks as I touch his legs pinned like that, the blood all clotted around.

"Nick! You cannot go through this! This is so inhumane!" I say.

He laughed, "Inhumane? Don't you think I deserve this punishment after what I did to you?" He asked.

"B-but I'm f-fine now! I'm perfectly alright!" I said.

"And I can't be more happier to see you hopping around again." He mumbled weakly

"Please! Let me help you! Tell me how can I get you off this?" I cry.

"Are you worried about me Ruth?" He asked, "Don't you wish for me to die?"

I bit my lips, preventing myself from crying, sobbing, looking at him.

Seriously, even after he did so many bad things to me, why can't I watch him suffering?!

"Let me call Harry for help! Hang on!" I made a run to the door when he used all the energy he had and stopped me.

"WAIT!"

and I stopped on my feet without turning back.

"That's not an answer to my question Ruth!" He said.

I sighed, closed my eyes.

"I hate you! A lot!! But I'm not heartless, I can't watch anyone die! It's not just about you Nick, even if it was for someone else, someone nice or even more crueler, I can't kill anyone. At least not a heartless death like the one you were going to have hanging up there for longer." I said. Sobbed.

Why am I like this?!

It's so easy for all these men to kill people around, so then why couldn't I too just ignore Nick and mind my own buisness?!

Why can't I see him in pain?!

Why is my heart like this?!

I wiped away my tears as I heard him smiling behind me, hanging on the cross just like that.

"I'll go get Harry to help!"

I said and ran out of the church to help Nick out of that cross.