Chapter - 6

The sun hindered the eyes of her and her hair tickled against her nose, she stayed under the light of the sun that was against her eyes and behind Zak. The request that he served against her hasn't had the heavy breaths of being fulfilled. She didn't budge her lips and stared at Zak, his eyes moved thoroughly. 

"Is there any problem?" Asked Zak. 

"Yes, are you out of your mind?" 

"What?" His words felt ominously ordinary. The breeze of a long hot summer that was going to its closer rummaged through. 

"I'm not gonna strip for the camera," Zak let out an accustomed sigh, his eyes moved with his exertion then his lips moved. 

"Look at these pictures, don't you see? Something is missing in it and it's you, just see it for yourself, I'm sure if it has your body then it's gonna be amazing and trust me this one is for me only, I'm not gonna send it to any magazines," she felt the kick in her own decision, whether she should elapse it or be in it, she didn't trust him any much but his imprudence had made her weary. 

"You don't trust me?" She sighed and restrained her words beneath her tongue as she felt herself against a giant wall with its sharp needle easel to it. She obliged, exaggerated. 

"Okay, all right but if you send it to any magazine and even show it to anyone then I'm gonna kill you," 

"Okay, okay you can trust me," she nodded and slowly but steadily took her t-shirt over her head and let it fall down. She stood in the hot sand and remembered every time she turned herself into an object just a miniature of herself for the camera. Every fact of her poured into the camera, the light flashed and the hot sand did feel like a flat hand slapped on her cheeks. 

"Good now, onto the next big thing," Zak said, she nodded, her body seemed fragile to her now, for her pride and her confidence, it was too much. She reached down to her back and caught the hem of her brassiere, languidly and with hesitation she let it fall on the sand. Behind the camera, Zak's muscles tensed and ceased moving as he saw her breasts. She unzipped her jeans then let it slip, she pushed the bottom over her hips and over her legs, kicking them away, she stood under the dim light of the sun and the wind moving across her naked skin, pouring her naked self to the camera, she felt the sense of panic and shame but still, she didn't seize herself to cover, instead she let herself be seen by the camera. 

"Be quick Zak, what if someone comes here," her words had those little fumes of her cry. 

"I will, don't worry no one's gonna come here at this time," Zak whispered and soon he started to guide her to the pose that he wanted her to be in. 

"Oh damn, these are beautiful, you're so beautiful," he said as he captured her in his pictures. Soon after, he let the camera down and then welcomed her to see the pics, she covered herself with her dress and walked to him to survey the pictures. 

"These are beautiful, don't you think?" Asked Zak. 

"Yes, they are, now promise me, you're not gonna show it to anyone." Zak sighed then turned himself to face her. 

"I give you my promise, I am not gonna do anything like that." 

Lucas dashed towards Zak with his rage radiating through his whole body, his vein had those anger that he didn't like. But when he went closer, Zak got to know about his presence, he dodged it, and Lucas fell to the ground. 

"Motherfucker!" The forest shifted to a quiet foyer, and Zak walked up to him with his frustration and rage waddling onto his eyes. Lucas took a drop breath then turned to Zak. 

"Motherfucker, who do you think you are?!" Zak grasped his collar and made him stand up. During the whole talk, Lucas was silent, the words of Zak had indicated that he indeed was looking down on him and that made his anger move to every part of his body like a wind moving into his hair. 

"You're dead now!" Zak's hand raised in the air and then it fell flat against Lucas's cheeks. He infused the ground with his presence, the blood shivered through his nose. 

"Do you want to kill me?!" Zak kicked him in his stomach and lifted him up once again to let him see the world of his that was contained in Zak's own presence choices, whether he's gonna kill him or not. Lucas had the idea of not being able to put up a fight against him and he'd accepted his fate. As Zak hit him again the forest screamed with its wind fluttering the leaves. Zak looked at his hands, felt the warmth of his blood on his hand, Zak stood still against him then lifted his leg and kicked him in his stomach once again, it was exasperating but the pain that Lucas showed had made him enjoy it. 

"Don't you dare to come anywhere near us, you understand?!" Zak screamed then walked off, leaving him behind in the forest, the sun hid behind the clouds then the water fell on him, he stayed there, lying and waiting for help if any could arrive. he forced himself to sit down against the rock and let his fingers smooch the blood that was crawling on his lips. He stayed there, steadily his eyes dusk down as he felt wearisome, suddenly the words of his Gramps rummaged around his thoughts. 

"Lucas, don't ever dare to let anyone walk over you, that's the worst sin that you can do, you must make them pay Lucas, those who treated you badly, let them beg and make them pay, no matter the cost, you understand me? young man?"