“Do you know why I call you Morpho?” He asks instead. Brilliant, it will be harder than I thought. I shake my head as no because I don’t. “Morpho is a blue butterfly Morpho peleides. They are the largest butterflies in the world with wings spanning from five to eight inches. They have so intensive blue colour, just like your eyes. When I was little, me and my mom went to this part or whatever was it and those butterflies were always there. We could sit there and just look at them, they were so beautiful. When I looked in your eyes for the first time, I saw them there. Their spirit and colour right in your eyes.” His answer shocked me. I thought that he was being rude because common, Morpho? The name is horrible, it sounds like some monster name or the name of energy drink. The meaning, on the other hand, is magnificent. “Sometimes, when I look in your eyes, I see myself chasing those insects without a care in the world. Your eyes remind me about my freedom and maybe that’s why something is pushing me your way. I want to help you, I really do, and because of that I will warn you. Don’t trust anyone, no your father, no brothers, not even me, because we are made from the same shit and our families push us to do something that we don’t want to do.”
“Your story is beautiful, but I always trusted my family. I know that I can count on them. They would never do something to hurt me.” I say with a confident voice, but I know that something is wrong and maybe, just maybe he is right. I don’t know for sure, but I will need to find out.
“Tell me then. Did you know that you weren’t adopted, legally? Your father kidnapped you for ransom. He didn’t find you in the park. That was some cheap bullshit he gave you.”
“Ho- how do you… you...” My head spins, vision blurs. I try to stand but my legs refuse to obey, my body slides to the ground. Inhale, exhale… Something is happening around me, but I cannot focus, someone is shouting my name, I think it is my name. I try to locate the person, but suddenly I see black.
*
I open my eyes. I don’t know where I am but everything around me is in the dark. I try to adjust my vision to the darkness, but it’s not working. I move my body to sit but it also didn’t work well. My head is in pain. I can feel that I am laying on something soft and very comfortable. I turn my head to the left and realise that someone is next to me.
“I’m sorry. You lost consciousness because of me. How are you feeling?” I know that voice, but I can’t focus, and I am not able to place it to the person.
“Where am I?” I ask instead. My voice is raspy and for a second I wasn’t sure it belongs to me.
“My place. I didn’t know where to take you, the only reasonable answer was my place because my father is outside the country and I am not allowed in yours.” Liam, yes that’s him. Now, I remember. He was with me when he told me the news. I still cannot believe it. How could he possibly know that? Maybe I misunderstand something. “You need to believe me. I know I told you to not to trust anyone, but… just ask your father, he owes you an explanation. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” His hand travel to my cheek and I melt at his touch. His voice, his presence, it is something I need. I am not sure if he feels the same but at this moment I want to forget. I lift my hand to his crotch and the reaction of his body shocked me. He told me once that I am disgusting, but his body is telling me a different story.
“This is not a good idea Morpho. We can’t be together, you know that.”
“Am I asking you to be my boyfriend or to fuck me?” I ask. His lips fall on mine and my woman parts scream with delight. My body reacts to him as his on mine. We both want it, so why not to just do it? I start to unbutton his pants, but he stops me.
“I want you, I really do, but…” I don’t let him finish.
“Take me home Liam.” I gather myself after this rejection. I have never been rejected before. I stand up and move to the doors. He follows me to the front doors and then to the car which stands on the driveway. He opens the door for me, and I sit inside.
We drive for a short time and we arrive at my place.
“Never talk to me again. I don’t want to hear your lies anymore. You are doing this only because of your father.” I leave him looking at me and proceed to walk to my house. A short time after that, I hear the squeal of the wheels and turn around to find his car disappear in the dark.
I step in the house and follow the voices. They lead me to the dining room. When I step there, all eyes fall on me.
“Where the hell have you been?!” Ty’s angry voice rings in my ears and the pain in my head automatically appeared.
“Out,” I state with a soft voice. Ty comes closer to me and look me up and down.
“We saw the car. Were you with him?!” I didn’t answer this question because if he saw us then why is he asking? “Answer the fucking question Em! What the hell are you playing?!”
“Am I playing something? Are you serious right now? What
