Chapter 27: 27

I turned to see who made the move before I could do it, but I found the same person I saw in the washroom.

"Hey, you ok?" his voice sounds concerned, but this sure is making me even more annoyed than I could ever feel.

I do not know how I ended up becoming like this, but the tone of someone showing concern for me made me feel hateful. I feel as if they are being sarcastic to me.

"Hey", he called out to me again.

"Yeah, I’m and you don’t have to act like a hero to me when it is unnecessary", I said, massaging my temple.

"What do you mean?" he asked again.

"What do you mean by what I mean? Can’t you understand what I’m saying? I’m not telling you to come and save me for god’s sake. I can save myself", I raised my voice.

"Hey, the way you are behaving sure looks concerned to me", he said, coming toward me, but I backed off.

This sure drives me insane now.

"You wanted to help me out right?" I asked out of nowhere.

"Yeah", I replied.

"Ok then, pay me back when I helped you out back there inside", I said.

"Didn’t I just now?" he asked.

"No, this is not what I want the repayment for myself. If you want to help me out just lend me your precious body which you kept reserved", yeah I’m sure I sound like a slut who goes after every man, but I don’t mind getting hate and then staying pitiful.

I looked at him and said, "You can’t right? Then leave."

I was about to leave when he stopped me.

"If it is what you want, I will do it", he said and pulled me holding my wrist.

My brain froze at the place while I do not know what will happen now. I don’t even have any thoughts. It’s not like I’m a virgin anymore, but this is something I never experienced.

The first time I left home, I didn’t tell anyone about my whereabouts nor did my dad force me to tell about myself as I was determined. I tried to do lots of things, but nothing benefited me. When I first joined a school I again faced those scary stares looking at me but I couldn’t even dare to face them.

I dated whoever confessed to me, but every time they made me think I didn’t deserve their attention.

The first one I dated was a class topper with glasses. He was a topper but to my surprise, he came on his own and confessed his feelings to me while I said yes without realizing it would be better if I was with one who loves me but soon I realized how big a mistake I have made.

He didn’t look at me even once.

I didn’t mind that he talked about studying.

But soon he came to me and said he doesn’t love me anymore.

"Ayla, I think I made a mistake understanding my feelings", he said.

"What do you mean?"

"Ah, as you can see, I am no longer in love with you, but with someone else. I know it sounds absurd, but I think it was only for a moment I felt the urge to be in love with you, which faded easily", he said.

"Didn’t it happen just fifteen days ago?" I said.

"Yeah, I like you, but I don’t love you", he said and walked away.

It took me a long time to process my thoughts, but it only hurt me. Then I realized someone from another class is in a relationship with him which made me laugh at myself. Like how the same thing keeps happening to me? How? Am I too easy to play? Am I easy to discard?

I don’t know, but things hurt.

I made myself like a rock when Kylie and Jennifer came into my life.

I won’t say we are friends, they don’t even know a single thing about me and whenever some conversation crashes my parents look at me as if I’m the reason behind all this. They think I’m a spoiled brat but who is going to tell him I’m the one in too much pain, not them?

I came to my senses.

"What are you thinking? Focus on me", he made me look at him. I don’t know how I am entangled with my thoughts, but when he pulls me out of my thoughts, I find myself in a hotel room while his hands are on my neck, pulling me close, kissing my lips as if there is no tomorrow.

I tried to push myself, but it was of no use. The way he was touching me made my entire body shiver. I kept feeling chills on my spine, but we both didn’t stop. I could feel he is mumbling someone’s name as if I were someone’s substitute for him too. I too wasn’t in a place to ask to complain when I am drowning in my sorrow, depression and entangled in a first love which I don’t know when I can ever come out of.

He kept kissing me and biting my lips. His lips kept rolling inside my mouth entangling our saliva together while he carried me up bearing my entire weight on him.

"You don’t have to be so careful", I said while trying to breathe.

"But I will. As you said, I’m repaying the favour so I will return on my way", he said.

I know how cheesy it sounds, but still, it is affecting me like crazy. I’m driven crazy by his every touch. But both of us didn’t stop. I didn’t even know his name, nor did I know anything about him. It was certainly a one-night stand for both of us, but this will be memorable.

The entire room was filled with my moaning and him calling the name of a certain someone who may be special to him but that didn’t stop us.

That is how the night ended.

At morning

I opened my eyes as the sun’s rays fell on my face. It was damn shiny, making my eyes hurt. I got up from the bed and pulled the curtains and was about to sleep again when I realized it was not my room but the place where I spent the night with this unknown person.

"I lost it", I mumbled.

The person was asleep on the other side of the bed when I got up.

My back gives me a hell of pain while the entire body is filled with a hickey from him.

"I’m going nuts", I screamed inside.

I picked up my dress and wore it.

I didn’t waste a single minute but ran to my place.

I know everyone kept staring at my face as this hickey was still visible from places and my hair looked damn crazy, making them know how I spent the night with one and how wild it was.

But as if I care about how they think. I give no shit to their thinking.

"Here", I came out of the taxi and handed him money.

"I don’t have change", he replied.

"Keep the change", I can’t explain how much hurry I’m in.

I ran inside while I didn’t know again that some unexciting thing was waiting for me.

As I opened the door, I froze in place. My feet didn’t move, as if someone placed glue under my feet. This is something I didn’t want to face, nor want to deal with this.

"Ayla", yeah it is the same voice.

My heart beating loud as if it could come out at any moment.

"Ayla", Kylie and Jennifer called my name with shock.

"What have you made for yourself? Where were you last night? Do you have any idea how many times I dialed your number, but it didn’t connect through you and now you came like this?" Jennifer kept saying.

"Your brother came last night and kept asking about you so I had to lie that you are doing late-night study at the library and now you came looking like this. Do you know how bad I’m feeling right now? How could you do this to me, Ayla?" Kylie said.

I clenched my fist.

"Ayla", he again called my name.

I didn’t respond to any and kept walking forward when he held my hand, making me turn toward him.

"Ayla, I’m still talking to you", he said, keeping looking straight into my eyes.

Ha, he is looking into my eyes. How absurd this is. How could he? Where did he get the guts from to ask me while looking into my eyes? Did he forget what he did to me? Did he? If he did, then I’m going to remind him what the fuck he did to me? He should remember this his entire lifetime. I will not let him forget the shit he did.

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