#also i love putting cliffhangers teehee. my fav

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Irresolute Feelings (Chapter 3) | Volokari

   Silence was heavy. Unbearable.

   One lone woman pressed her back against the wall. Her head tilted upwards, wide eyes staring at the tall man whom she loved but now feared. Colour almost drained from her face. The expression he wore was void of joy. A deep frown stretched his mouth. Though blonde bangs covered half of his face, shivers ran down her spine to see such a cold, sharp glare pierced directly at her.

   Her heart raced—she didn’t want this to be the cause.

   “Um…” Her mouth was agape, shivered. “Are…you okay?” She sniffed not a whiff of alcohol on him. He didn’t look dirty either; not a speck of dirt nor blood that implied that he was doing business outside of town. Both palms pressed against the wall, one hand however twitched in hesitance on whether or not she should reach out for him.

   Silence continued to slice her into two.

   He looked at her. Dotted pupils focused from head to toe. She was home. She was home. That was all that came to mind when he saw her sandals near the entrance. She’s here. She’s here. That was all that bubbled in his head when he stepped into her—their house.

   She’s mine. She’s mine. That was all that boiled inside his mind when he saw her in the room. Akari. Akari.

   He saw her with someone else. Akari. He saw her with that bastard of a man. Akari. Akari. She was so close with that fucker. So close. Their bodies were touching. Akari. Their hands were holding. Akari.

   Anger fumed through flared nostrils. Akari. Grey eyes landed on her, witnessing such fear that once bared its presence for the first time in the Temple of Sinnoh. Akari. The hand on the wall slowly curled into fists, dull nails digging into the flesh of his callous palm.

   Akari. He saw her. He saw her so close with someone else! Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari Akari AKARI—!

   “Volo…”

   Her voice grounded him back to earth.

   Once again, he looked at her.

   He hated that expression on her face.

   A frown quivered such pink lips. Taking a deep breath, Akari met his gaze. “What’s wro—?”

   “How was your day, dear?”

   The question—so off-putting; so eerily calm—caught her off guard. “It was good.” A simple short reply. She wasn’t ready to reveal the actions of hours ago, but judging by his actions now, Akari didn’t know if she’s ever ready. “I and Rei—”

   His fist by the side of her head curled tighter.

   “—subdued an Alpha Luxray today. It was terrifying, but we managed to escape.” Her words were careful. Calculated. Jet black eyes never once broke from his intense gaze. Fear may have taken root, but courage steadily crept up as this was not the first time that she had ever seen him like this.

   At least, this was a first since they started being together.

   “Rei—”

   A sharp breath hissed through gritted teeth.

    “—got wounded pretty bad on the ankle so I had to bring him back to the village for better treatment. He’s okay now.” Her mind tried to calculate the situation they were in. Volo clearly wasn’t in a good mood. This wasn’t the first time. Ever since they lived together, they both knew how to keep a proper amount of distance when they needed to. Just because their feelings were mutual didn’t mean that it was always sunshine and roses. Akari soon realized Volo still had to adapt to the world he swore to destroy—just as he had to understand the sheer grief she had to face when she lost her own world.

   Usually, they did their own matters after a fight—though often petty ones—and made up, at worst, the day after. Sometimes their apologies were verbal. Sometimes their apologies were physical.

   In the end, it would all end well.

   But now, as she remained stuck between a wall and him, Akari couldn’t tell if this would too.

   A single gulp slid down a dry throat. “So…yeah.” She was dumbfounded. “I ah…came home early because I was…” The words a breathy murmur, Akari forced herself to look at him. “…tired…”

   He squinted. His frown never left.

   “Hmm…” was all he said next. Finally, he moved his other hand. “And this?” Fingers lightly brushed the scar on her right cheek. Volo watched as she flinched. Be it from his touch or the pain, he didn’t know.

   If it was the former, then he didn’t know how to convince himself otherwise when he remembered her touch with the other Galaxy member.

   Fury was a dangerous master as it could easily take over a person’s body.

   One minute, he was caressing her cheek, fingers brushing the fresh wound that seemed so easy to tear open if he pierced his nail through.

   The next, his left hand roughly grasped her lower jaw, fingers pressing against a vein in her neck.

   The action and shock caused her to cough. “V-Vo…lo—ck…” Strong hands pressed against her jaw, forcing her mouth to open. Dark eyes widened, tears near forming the sides at the sudden pain. Quickly her hands whipped to his left hand, yet his strength and the bafflement of the situation disabled her to pry him away.

   “Did you have fun with Rei today?” His fingers pressed against her neck.

   “Wha—ugh…!” Her words became wheezes.

   “Did you?” He leaned closer, hand still firm on her face. A smile finally broke apart, yet honesty was nowhere to be seen. “Did you feel safe with him around?” His forehead bonked against her, pushing her head hard against the wall.

   Her vision was getting blurry.

   “Aaaah…and here I was, worry to my wit’s end.” He cocked her head upwards. “And yet, what did I see?” Blind anger seethed as it scraped her pale face.

   Akari tried and tried again. But all she could do, all she could see, was the man she loved turning into a living nightmare. “V-Vo…”

   “You.”

   His word was laced with venom. It punctured her heart. Tore her chest apart.

   His body pressed against hers. Coat be damned as Volo harshly pressed his hips against hers. “You being so close to another man. You talking about another man.” His grip loosened—just for a few seconds—before he shocked her again by jolting her face closer. “You being so vulnerable to everyone when you clearly belong to me.”

   A single tear trickled down her cheek.

   “You told me you love me.” He rubbed against her. A low groan exhaled as he felt his cock brushing her thigh. It felt good. He hated it. He hated it! “You told me you love me.”

   Another and another tear soaked her cheeks and his hand.

   It hurt.

   It hurt. It hurt. It hurt.

   He saw. He saw.

   However, jealousy was a disease.

   “How dare you…” he whispered, weak and seething still. “How…dare you…”

   “Vol-lo…” A whimper of a name escaped. “S-Sto—”

   “How dare you…” He couldn’t hear her anymore.

   “Sto—”

   Body flushed hard against her. Hand clutched madly onto her jaw. “How…” His body moved on instinct. Fingers still digging into her throat, Volo watched as those beautiful dark eyes grew red. “…dare—”

   Pupils dilated slightly at the sight of her. The image formed thorns of guilt, stabbing his heart mercilessly until he himself had lost breath.

   He didn’t want this. He should stop. He needed to stop. He didn’t want to hurt her. “—YOU!”

   “STOOOP!”

   Taking advantage of the brief moment of weakness, Akari roughly wiggled her face away from his hand and screamed.

   SLAM!

   Everything happened too fast.

   The first moment, they were pressed onto the wall. Akari could barely breathe. A horrible hurricane of panic, fear, and sorrow overcame her to a total stupor.

   The second moment, once her shout rang through, Akari felt breathless.

   A gasp and many coughs escaped her tight lungs once she was released. Thud. Weakly, she fell to the floor. One hand clutched her chest. The other shakily caressed her neck. Tears still trickled down her cheeks. Her head rapidly spun, but Akari knew fainting wouldn’t help the situation right now.

   Kneeling on the tatami mat, she looked forward.

   Pupils shrunk to dots to see the back of her Hisuian Typhlosion. Raging flames of purple and red lit up the area. If not for the wide space of the room, it wouldn’t be a surprise that the place could be burned down.

   Akari needed to stop this.

   Meanwhile, while horror stunned the woman, her starter was fueled with nothing but manic rage.

   ‘You…’ Bloodred eyes shot to tiny dots as he glared at the groaning man. ‘Youuuu….” He stood tall, head cocked upwards as he glared at the pathetic human below. Fangs were borne ferociously. Claws were out and gleaming at every tip. The fur on his body prickled from head top to bottom. If Belial were to take one step forward, one would swear that a fire could be formed right where he stood,

   Taken aback by the violent push, Volo carefully pushed himself upright. Confusion was immediately replaced with terror once he saw him.

   Belial didn’t move. He stood in front of Akari. He stood between his beloved human and the bastard of a creature. His glare—nearly demonic and hollow—bore holes into Volo’s skull.

   He should have never let him live with her. He should have never let this sleazy man slither back into her life. From the day he met him as a Cyndaquil, Belial had a bad feeling about it. And the feeling only grew stronger and stronger each time they met.

   But he kept quiet. He kept his silence and watched.

   Akari may love the vile man honest and true. She may have accepted him despite what he had done to her. And Belial respected that. He respected her choices as long as it made her happy.

   But now.

   Now.

   As she kneeled on the floor, shivering and crying, Belial knew Volo would always be the one who would never be able to make her happy.

   With that resolution in mind, he slowly tilted his head.

   Without a word, without a sound, wisps of purple coated around his mane. The fire from the hearth disappeared immediately. Silence intensified furthermore, almost breathless. Even though night time was filled with stars and the moon, all was an abyss inside the quaint house.

   Nothing except fumes of purple and two dots of red.

   Panic seeped in the poor blonde. As he scrambled backwards, all he saw was a smoke of skulls above the bloodthirsty Hisuian Typhlosion.

   Realizing what Belial was about to do, Akari had another set of alarms setting her off. “Belial sto—!”

   Unfortunately, before another scream could be finished, he unleashed Infernal Parade.