#OCÉANE
💋 My Señorita 💋
Author Viola
#Epsiode_21
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“You wished that someone is going to realize that we’re outside and open the door for us?”
“No”
“you wished the sh!pwould arrive now”
“No”
“You wished for new clothes”
“No, No, No, and no”
“Then what did you wish?”
“I wished like Maeva would walk like her sisters”
Océane was disappointed and so was I was the re-aders. We all thought he wished to be with her. But wishing for Maeva to walk, should also be our wish.
Océane placed the back of her hand on Kyle’s forehead “you temperature is getting better”
“I told you, you were the best antidote”
Océane smiled and looked at him “am sleepy”
“I’ll keep watch whole you sleep”
“Why? we should both sleep”
“Ever heard of aliens who eat humans at night?”
Océane shook her head in negation.
“Maeva always said they exists and I never believed her but I believe her now” Kyle said
“What do they do?”
“Pluck out human’s eyes and eat”
Océane shuddered “That means we’re going to get eaten tonight”
“we aren’t, as long as we keep watch” Kyle replied “I’ll keep watch while you sleep then when I feel sleepy, I’ll wake you to keep watch while I sleep” Océane nodded and slowly drifted off to sleep.
FIVE MINUTES LATER….
“… keep… wa…tch… “Kyle was gradually dozing off “night… a… li… en…s…. ” he j£rked and sat up “… I … can’t sleep”
TWO MINUTES LATER
“No aliens” Kyle snored as he sle-pt peacefully
A BRIGHT SUNNY MORNING ⛅
Kyle heard giggles as he walked down the garden. It was his last walk in the garden cause the sh!phad arrived. Kyle smiled when he remembered the night he spent with Océane in the garden.
“Nelson said we’ll be wedded someday too” he heard Yasmine giggle behind the plants.
“I wish Rhett’s going to wed me too” another girl said.
Kyle pushed the flower chain that served as the door and Océane was sitting on a stool with 12 girls surrounding her. They were all dressed in white go-wns and decorated with flowers.
“You can’t see the bride before the wedding” Yasmine yanked and Kyle realised he was dressed like a groom and Océane was his bride.
“And moreover she’s pregnant” Nila blurted out
The girls g@sped “you shouldn’t have said that Nila”
WEDDING BELLS 💒 🔔 🔔
“… I now proclaim you, man and wife” The priest blessed Kyle and Océane before everyone. It was a garden wedding.
“k!ssthe bride alre-ady” Yasmine threw her bouquet at Kyle and it hit him right on his head.
“You may now k!ssyour bride” The priest chuckled and it turned out he was Melvin.
“Melvin?!” Kyle g@sped “how on earth did you end up as a priest?”
“k!ssher hermano mayor” he heard Maeva giggle
Kyle turned to Océane and her once flat stomach had become protruded.
“Am almost due” Océane drawled, ru-bbing her stomach. Kyle managed a smile then leaned forward to k!ssOcéane.
“wait!” Maëlle shouted “we haven’t sprayed you roses yet”
Kyle rolled his eyes. He was getting impatient to k!sshis bride. Kyle and Océane faced the crowd. Maëlle, Maëlys, Maryse, and Maeva stood at the front facing the newly wedded couple.
“Maeva?!” Kyle was shocked to see she was standing “you can walk now?”
“What were you thinking?” Maeva asked back “that I was crippled?” she rolled her eyes
The quad di-pped their hands in their bowls of roses. Kyle couldn’t feel the spray of roses on his face, instead he felt water. He heard giggles and tried opening the eyes again but water was poured in his face ma-king him to shut his eyes back.
“Maeva that’s enough” he hurled
Yasmine giggled “he’s such a sleepy head”
“This is not funny” Kyle seethed and fluttered his eyes open.
There was no garden wedding, no crowd, no priest, no bride. Just him, lying on the gras-s with blurry vision. He blinked off water out from his lashes and opened his eyes. A group of girls surrounded him all carrying buckets and Océane was among them. Just the group he dreamt about but they weren’t on white go-wns.
“Rise and shine” Nila giggled and poured her bucket of water on his face.
He coughed and got up with a start while the girls laughed as they diverged, leaving Océane behind with Kyle.
“Thought you were watching out for aliens” Océane tea-sed with a soft chuckle
“I was”
“you’re a sleepy head”
Kyle frowned. He wanted to l@ythe blame on her. Maybe if he hadn’t been dreaming about her, he would’ve been awake alre-ady.
“you should’ve woken me when you got up”
“I thought you’d be really tired if you really stared awake watching out for aliens”
Kyle gazed at her as he remembered his dream. Océane on a white dress with a protruded stomach. He laughed
“why are you laughing?” Océane asked and they started walking into the house
“I remembered my dream”
“what happened?”
“I think I fed you with so much food that your stomach was very big” he laughed and entered the house
Océane looked at her stomach “I’ve been eating very little lately, there’s no reason for my stomach to be big” she said to herself. She didn’t want her stomach to be big. She didn’t even want to picture it.
“Kyle?!” she called entering the house
“what’s it Océane?” Kyle asked from the be-droom
“what were you feeding me with?”
SOUTH BEACH 🌲 ☀
“There’s still no news” Maeva said sadly. She had visited the beach with her parents and Adele cause her sisters had gone to school.
“I believe Kyle is out there and he’s fine” Lise said confidently “I just hope he’s alright”
Rodriguez pu-ll-ed Lise into his arms and k!$$£d her forehead “Kyle is a br@ve man”
“what about me?” Maeva asked jealously “I deserve a k!sstoo”
Rodriguez and Lise smiled then Rodriguez bent to Maeva’s height and k!$$£d her forehead too.
“That’s my baby”
“I hope my son is alright” Maeva mimicked Lise and they laughed except Maeva who had a stern look plastered to her face “you should be hvgging me like you hvg mom when she’s sad about Kyle”
“Oh! I forgot” Rodriguez chuckled and hvgged Maeva “It’s alright honey, OUR SON will be alright”
“Rodriguez?!” Mr Noel called approaching them
“Beunas tardes! (Good afternoon)” Rodriguez greeted Mr Noels with a handshake
“Beunas tardes” Mr Noel greeted back
“Any news about my son?” Maeva asked
Mr Noels looked at her and chuckled “I know nothing about your son little miss”
Maeva stepped on his toes
“ouch!” he yelped
“Am so sorry Mr Noels, Maeva has been having a problem of stepping on people’s toes. It’s a spiritual problem” That was Lise
“Then you should visit an exorcist” Mr Noel gro-an ed
“we’ve alre-ady visited a priest” Rodriguez said
Mr Noel stood £r£¢tand adjusted his cap.
“What’s new?” Lise demanded
“we’re doing our best”
“your best isn’t enough” Maeva flared up “OUR SON has been missing for two days and there’s no news. What’s the best in your search?”
Mr Noel sighed “That’s all we can do”
“Keep searching. I can’t lose Kyle” Rodriguez said
“and Océane” Maeva added
“you won’t lose them” Mr Noels stated and walked off to the crew
“Rodriguez am scared” Lise said
“me too” Maeva drawled “I don’t want to lose them”
Rodriguez inhaled de-eply. He was also scared but he had to be a man for his family.
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Ninon paced about her living room, furious about the fact that Kyle was missing and it was because of a woman.
“why did he try to save her?” she pushed down the lamp and table
“Ninon?!” Manon, Ninon’s mom called walking out of the kitchen “you have to take it easy on yourself, Kyle isn’t dead”
“you don’t un-derstand madre!”
“Then make me”
“Kyle is missing and he’s not in the sea. The tide must have washed him ashore with her”
“Who?”
“That girl Océane”
“you should be worrying about Kyle’s safety and not who he went missing with”
“Madre!” she broke down in tears “what if Kyle is dead?”
“we can’t conclude that yet”
Ninon slumped into a couch “I wished she had drowned”
Manon sat beside her on the couch “The girl in question, is she posing a threat between you and Kyle?”
“yes madre”
Manon scoffed “no one has the right to make my baby cry” she wiped Ninon’s tears with her thumbs
“I got a source that they’re in Jaina Island”
“Really?”
“yes and they’re actually living with a friend of mine”
“why haven’t you told this to the police yet?”
“I still haven’t confirmed the source yet and I don’t want to be accused of spre-ading rumors”
“so what are we going to do now?”
“we’re going to Jaina Island” Manon sm-irked
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TBC