I've been bored for two days. My routine is only my days of condo and school. At the same time as Clinton left, Natalia took her vacation to Tagaytay and Clinton was in Us. He was sent by his father as a representative of the Highlands Company.
We just videocall when I got home from school. I knew it was early in the morning there but he didn’t bother to call me.
"Hell earth to Kylie!" Jenn waved her hand at my face. I was immediately irritated.
"I'm not in the mood." I pulled out the straw of coffee jelly and sipped there.
She rolled her eyes. "Clinton just lost and you are like that! That's a bad sign!"
I looked at her. "What's bad there?"
She sat up and faced me. She is in front of me. "He's just your boyfriend Kylie but if you can act like your world revolves for him. You're young and free. We only live once so let's enjoy it! It's not like you're confining yourself because you have a limitations because of him? That's stupid." she had a long line for me.
She has a point. But this is my happiness. Clinton is my happiness. What's the use of enjoy if I can only enjoy if Clinton is with me?
I was not in the mood all day almost no lectures even entered my mind!
"Let’s bar later?" Jenn asked as she put the books in the locker.
I nodded and looked at her.
"I do not think so." I shrugged my shoulder.
"It's okay, you'll take care of it. But if you change your mind, come there. You used to be there."
I nodded.
I drove home to the condo. When I arrived, I fell on the bed. I have no shoes and only my uniform.
I feel so worn out. Why is it tiring without him? My day seems boring.
I picked up my cellphone and decided to video call him. He answered immediately.
My forehead creased when I saw a girl younger than me. The camera was then pointed at hier face.
Who's this bitch?
"Hi! What's needed?" She asked sweetly.
It was as if millions of needles had pierced my heart. My system went cold suddenly. I have many questions. Why was she’s in Clinton’s suite ? Why does she have Clinton's cellphone? Why are they together?
I bit my lips to suppress my anger.
"Where's my boyfriend?" I asked boldly.
She gasped and seemed confused. I even heard her call Clinton.
"Uh wait, he's coming! He's inside the shower."
I looked down at what the woman was wearing and saw that she is wearing formal but still. . Maybe Clinton showered first because they just finished fucked each other ?
I sneered mockingly.
"No need. Tell him he'll enjoy it there! Tell him to fuck all the whores there ! And tell him I'm breaking up with him! He will never show me here again because right now I will look for a man who will not fool me and will not bring a woman to his suite! And lastly, is his eight inches delicious? Delicious? Fuck you two! "
I threw my cellphone at the wall.
Just like my cellphone is almost torn I also feel torn too.
I fell asleep thinking of that. When I woke up, the pain came back again. I decided to take a half bath and shower. Then I looked for my mini dress. It's a black tube dress with a hole in the back. I also wore stilletos.
I just ate a tuna sandwich and juice after that..I left immediately for Nitelite. While I was driving, I kept breathing so I wouldn't cry.
Since I didn’t have a cellphone, I just search for iut table. On the way in, I saw other familiar HMU students.
Jenn almost blew out the vodka when she saw me. I scolded her. "Oh ?! I thought you were going to be loyal to your boyfriend?"
"I do not have a boyfriend." I simply answered and gulped the cocktails in front of me.
"Don't tell me-"
"Crop it Jenn. I'm here to enjoy." I cut her off. She grinned and went back to the couch with Brandon next to her.
I only had about five shots of cocktails when I could no longer cope. I was silent on the side while simply wiping away my tears.
"Shit! Are you drunk ? Can you come home?" she said.
I shook. "I'm fine."
Brandon whispered to her while holding a cellphone. I took the newly served cocktails again and gasped.
I no longer care about the time . I'm crawling to the bathroom. I'm really sick because I drank so much. I was next to Jenn earlier but we seem to have lost each other. Someone even whistled at me and simply touched me. But I don't think I'm in the right mood anymore.
I paused for a moment and reached for the doorknob of the Comfort room.
"Jenn! Help me! I'm drunk!"
I rubbed my forehead and closed my eyes and looked up. Later, a handsome arm immediately lifted me up. I immediately slapped him.
"Let me go! T-this is kidnapping-oh god! My head hurts!"
I think I drank different shots ! I don't know the classes I stumbled upon before. It's only now that I'm lost like this.
"Hey! Old m-man! T-this is kidnapping--"
"You're mine. So it's not kidnapping." I could feel the anger in his tone but I just giggled. God I think I'm drunk. Clinton is all I can think about, I think this man looks like Clinton.He put me in his car.
He put a seatbelt on me and closed the door. I immediately felt the car start. I can't open my eyes because when I open my eyes .. I feel sick.
Unbeknownst to me, I had fallen asleep in his car and woke up just to see we enter a suite familiar to me.
My hand was wrapped around his neck as he carried me.
"W-wait I'm going to pee."
He blew air violently and loaded me again and entered the bathroom. He laid me down in front of the toilet bowl and held me by his arm because I was tipsy.
I was about to bend down but he bent down first and lifted the hem of my dress and pulled down my panties.
He groaned. I smiled.
It's a t-back.
He made me sit in the bowl and I took out everything that had to be taken out. Then I had him straighten me upright and take off my dress.
"H-hey! What are you doing ?!" I was sick but he loaded me and for a while I felt him soaking me in the bath tub that smelled of lavender.
I moaned because my system was relaxed.
Slowly. .I open my eyes. And there I saw him taking off his black shirt. Damn!
"Hey. Old man!" I motioned him to come over to me. He came over and knelt down to make our faces line up.
He parted a few strands of my hair to spread across my face.
"I'm not old enough." he said sternly.
The eyes are still closed because they are dizzy.
"But still. You're six years ahead of me. You're still old to me!"
He nodded. "If that's what my baby wants."
I smiled because he was always like this. The feeling that I want to pick him up so we can fight but he always gives in to me and loses.
"Cheater."
I mumbled. Because of the relaxing water I seem to have fallen asleep there and woke up to see Clinton putting me on the bed.
Only a towel wrapped around my body. I wrapped my hand around his neck as he laid me down.
We will kiss for a few inches and I will inhale the smell of his breath.
"I'm mad because you're a cheater." I said.
The lights were dimmed. The only thing that illuminates us is the lampshade. his built and silhoutte from the dark were damn sexy.
"Let's talk about it tomorrow."
I groaned I pulled his neck and kissed him.
"You have a girl in your suite. I can't miss that dickhead! I'll get a man too--"
I fell silent as he kissed me passionately. He bit me even more, I could feel his anger.
"No man for you Nicole." He threatened. "Just me."
"It's unfair that you have a woman!" he kisses me as he slowly pulls the towel down on my body.
"My cousin, Nicole, isn't my woman. You conclude too much. I didn't finish the job there because of what you said. Do you think I'll let you get a man? Do you know what I'll do to you when you do that?"
It was as if a bomb had exploded my brain with what I had heard.
“What?"
"I will punish you here in my bed. You will moan my name baby..."
Shit.
He slowly came down and pulled the towel under me. I put both my legs on his shoulders. Then I felt his tongue nipping and lapping my sex.