~ The next day, The Chastfield ~

Light from the window of her mini bedroom flooded hr face and she woke. She looked around and realised that she was still in the hotel

It's a house of filths, sin and immorality, her  overtly religious grandmother usually spoke about these kind of hotels. Ever she was young, she vowed never to have anything to do on a hotel. But here she was, lying on a bed in a hotel room. She forced the last ounce of sleep out of her eyes and headed to the bathroom, this time with her clothes, not wanting to get caught unawares. She had her bath, dressed up in her usual fashion, packed up a small bag for hiking and left the room.

The airplane touched down at the Newport International Airport. Was I going to get married truly?, he asked himself like he was having an inner conversation. That was for his money extorting family relations to decide. Those ones, they lived in the south side of Columbia and he hoped he would not encounter and of them on this camp trip. They loved anything that would fetch them money to their already brimming full pockets so he was pretty sure they would agree to this arranged marriage. He got a taxi, drove to his lodge, had a bath, changed, packed a hiking bag and dashed out to join the others because he noticed that Patra wasn't in the room.

"You'll have to follow the arrows on each tree. It will lead you to the Venezuela or Angel Falls. Once you get there join the others at the end of the waterfall. Now we split up ___", Mr Spencer said but was cut short by a voice Patra knew all too well.

"Sorry I'm late", Kendrick ran to the end of the woods to meet them. He smiled at Patra who rolled her eyes and looked away.

"Better late than never. Since your partner's here you can go together. We now have team Cupid back again. Here's a map. Your trail is the red one. Patra will fill you in in the rest". Kendrick nodded. "Let's go people! Move it!! Move it!!", Mr Spencer ordered, blowing the whistle.

Patra walked in front of them with the map in hand.

"Are you sure we aren't lost?".

No reply.

"How do you know we haven't gone out of track?".

More silence. Just the rustling of leaves beneath their feet

"Hello? I asked a question!". She looked up and pointed at a bark of a tree.

"That", she pointed at a red arrow on the bark. "Is how we know we aren't lost. Now a few metres from here", she began talking to herself and walked farther ahead. "WE ARE THERE!", she exclaimed.

Baffled, Kendrick just followed her and was surprised by the sight he beheld. There in front if him was the Angel Falls. And there she was, breathtaking too in the views. It was as if they had taken her out of a masterpiece and she looked like one.

"I'm sorry!", he blurted out and she turned. He could no longer contain himself and will himself to be against her.

"For being angry and spewing those words out the other day".

"Why? Why were you angry?"

"Because_____ well, it's baseless", he said.

"Baseless what? What are you not telling!"

"Patra please, don't push it. It's baseless".

She sighed. "Whatever, I have forgiven you whatever baseless reason you had for picking a fight".

She looked around and spotted two teams, Poseidon, and Fates.

"Now let's go join the others", she held his hand and smiled and shiver ran down his spine. She looked at him and knew right there that he felt same as she felt. She pretended not to be fazed.

"Hey guys", she greeted and Stella at once realized that something was up. Few minutes later, Mr Spencer came in a car with team Hera.

"That's not fair. They get to go in a car!", Stella whined. Team Hercules hiked in towards them.

"Sorry, they got lost on the way. Took me a while but I found them in the end. Anyways, now that we're complete. Got your cameras and vidcams ready?". Some nodded and team Hera giggled.

"We'll split up. Take lots of videos or shots. Don't forget to report back here by evening. Let's move!"

Patra and Kendrick walked towards the bridge. They sat at the bridge rails and took turns videoing each other and the view and too pictures.

She stood at the other end of the rail and Kendrick took time out to sort out her features. Her petite features as she smiled at the gathers of rushing waters was gracefully elongated by a smooth as silk pair of legs, her lightly curved hips resting on them and the rest of her body and face fitting rightly. She was truly a masterpiece and Kendrick took out out the camera to take shots of her

"What are you doing?", she said and jolted him back to consciousness.

"Uh__ taking pictures of_ the_ views".

"Okay. We'll check them out later and kick out the bad'uns", she drawled in her Italian accent.

"There's an acacia tree at the edge of the waterfall. We could get a good view of the waterfall. And dope as well", he said and led her to the shade of the tree.

Patra took shots of the waterfall and once in a while Kendrick took photos of them too. As she took more photos, Kendrick could not help but have her on his mind. He realized she had stuck to his mind like a parasite and removing it would do terrible damages to his heart. Unable to contain himself anymore. He pulled her.

"Hey, what was that for?", she snapped.

"What I'm about to tell you now is what I have never thought of saying to any girl and I mean any girl in my life. You are one girl I never knew until that day. It was coincidence, that I met you. It was fate that brought us together. I just want to say, I'm in love with you. I'm in love with every moment of you and wouldn't atop being in love with you. I love you, Patra".

At with all the drive and courage and passion in him, under the acacia tree, he kissed her.

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It was her first kiss. This wasn't Friday night like in the song she heard Stella sing once in a while. She loved the song but couldn't bring herself to break away from her religious ways. That's not the point anyways, she brought herself back to consciousness. This wasn't Friday night, no, this was Wednesday evening. Yet it was her first kiss. And she slapped him for it.

His voice was husky. "I'm sorry, Patra. I__".

"Forget it", she said and stormed off.

Fuck her for slapping him, for storming off.

And fuck you too for kissing her. What the hell were you thinking, his inner voice smacked him in the head. He needed to get to her fast and he ran to get her as though she walking away had taken out a lung out of him.

When they were already, they rode back to the hotel in silence. Kendrick and Patra did not speak to each other till they got to their lodge. Kendrick grabbed Patra and whirled her so that she could face him. They were already in the living room of their lodge.

"Let me go!", she whined.

"Patra, I'm sorry", he apologized.

"I said forget!", she said and he took hold of her waist. She struggled to get free. He pulled her closer and she felt iron will melting before her very eyes. She felt possessed. Intoxicated. She struggled again to no avail. She begged her legs to function but they did no such thing. She couldn't resist him. She just couldn't. She didn't know whether to run or to stay there and kiss him like she wanted to. Both seemed right to her at the moment, but when he bent over to kiss her, the fact that she was planning to run out of him took a dive through the window she filled her lips with his. He kicked her lips and she gasped. He saw it as an invitation and teased her with his tongue. He tasted wood and lavender and she loved it. She didn't bother to refuse. She didn't know how to kiss but with a needing passion she followed his steps and kissed him with a needing passion, not minding the consequences. Let them rot in hell for all she cared.

Suddenly, she came to her senses. What am I doing?, she scolded herself. She pulled away.

"Please, stay away from me. Stay away", she sobbed and ran into her room. There she broke down in tears. Why does my life have to end up like this?, she asked herself, then she asked God the same question.

That's because you make it miserable for yourself.

No.

You really think you are holy? All righteous Patra!

In God's sight, you are nothing.

No!

You defiled yourself on you own. Just carry on your terrible ways. It's too late for repentance.

She broke down again and cried some more. Then she prayed. She prayed for God to help her but it seemed she was already an outcast in His presence. She prayed for herself, her family and for other times when she really needed him.

Too tired to continue, she changed into comfortable night wears and went to bed.

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Hi guys,

So there you have it. Another update. And it's early too. Great, isn't it? Like I promised I updated early. I was gonna wait a few more days but I can't leave you guys without an update. So what do you think?

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Anyways, I was thinking and I decide to give some of our characters a cast. So I'd love you to send who you want your casts for our characters to be.

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