Chapter 20: Chapter 20

Twaine's Point of View :

When I got home from school, I went home immediately. As usual, I went straight to my room and changed into my uniform.

After all, I'm of legal age and my flight is open, why haven't I completed the day yet?

I opened my closet to get my clothes. Earlier, on my way home I thought of going to a bar. I want to make the most of this day alone. Jeremy and Ana would have invited me out but I refused. I said I just wanted to sleep at home but the truth is, I wanted to talk to myself.

An off-shoulder red and white denim shorts I thought of wearing. I paired it with a black heel that suited me.

'Perfect!'

I also put foundation on my face. I also fixed my eyebrow. And last, I wear a red lipstick. I just put on my long hair.

After I adjusted myself, I next picked up my black shoulder bag. After all, I went to my small cabinet where the car key that Daddy bequeathed to me 3 years ago is located.

At the age of 15, I knew how to drive. Daddy also taught me. I already have my student license that I just renewed a few weeks ago.

'4DJ-BAR'

I read the big name of the bar at the entrance. I was about to enter when the guard guarding the entrance stopped me.

"How old are you?" he asked.

"Eighteen," I smiled in response.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, it's actually my birthday today. My 18th birthday to be exact!" My eyes watered as I told him.

"I.D?" He's getting into my nerve!

"Excuse me? I'm not applying for a job! I'm here to have fun because I'm miserable! How many times do I have to tell you that I'm already 18?" I was a little annoyed by what he said.

"All right!" Finally! He let me enter. Grr!

I was amazed inside the bar. The crowd. It looks like a lot of drunks are disappearing on the dance floor now. They were fun to watch but I remembered that I came here to drink and not just to watch.

I went straight to the counter and immediately ordered three bottles of beer.

"Three beers, please?"

"Beer? Are you sure? Who are you drinking with—"

"Please, you have so many questions! I said three beers!" I scolded him. He hurried to get a beer and he immediately handed it to me.

I immediately opened a bottle and without warning I swallowed it. I want to be angry at my first taste then.

'Gosh it tastes awful!'

But I like it, so I have to strengthen my stomach. When I ran out of three bottles of beer I felt dizzy but I knew I wasn't drunk yet, so I ordered three more bottles.

"Miss, you're drunk." This bartender is not paying attention to his own business!

"It's none of your business! Leave me alone!" I muttered. I tried to stand up so I could go to the dance floor. I also want to dance as much as I saw before, but my eyesight is really spinning. I just went back to my seat and just put my head there.

"Mister, your wife, please get her from here, she's drunk, maybe what else will happen to her blah blah blah blah" I heard the man talking to someone on the cellphone earlier. I shoved my cellphone on the table and it was no longer there. When I look at the man, he has my cellphone.

"Hey! My phone, give me back my phone!" I shouted at him.

"Oh there it is! There you are. Your husband is coming." he said and it makes me laugh so hard.

"HAHAHA! You're kidding, right? I don't have husband." I told him while still laughing.

"He left me," I said almost crying.

Kyle's Point of View :

I was surprised to see Twaine calling me. It's been almost a month since we last met. I admit I miss her so much.

I immediately answered her call. But she did not speak. I was even more frightened when I found out that she was at the bar. That's why she's not here at home, because she's at the bar.

I've been waiting for her here for about two hours so I can surprise her because it's her birthday and I know she's alone.

"Hey, let me go! Let me dance, hey!" A drunk Twaine I caught straining to argue with the guard. I told the bar manager not to let her go out or leave the bar because I would pick her up.

"Twaine!" She stopped and turned to me.

"Hey, husband!"

"Twaine come on," I held her hand to take her out but she struggled hard.

"Let me go! I forgot, you're not my husband anymore. Hahaha!"

Because she was really stubborn, I lifted her like a sack of rice and immediately took her into the car.

'The one she's wearing, Damn!'

I just shook as I watched her. When we got home I immediately took her up to her room.

"Hey!" She calls me like a child. She also wrapped her two arms around my neck so that I couldn't run after her.

"Kiss me!" She commands me as she closes her eyes. Our faces are just too close. She also sighed like a child as if waiting for a kiss.

"What went into your head and got you drunk?" I asked her trying to change the subject.

"I s-said *hek/ kiss me!" She demanded. Since I had no intention of kissing her, I removed her arms from my neck one by one. I don't want to take advantage of her drunkenness to follow her from the kiss she's asking. But she turned my head closer to her with all her strength, so our lips met.

'You're always driving me crazy wifey' I drifted in my mind.

WARNING! R-18

Twaine's Point of View :

Suddenly my spirit awoke when I felt someone kissing me violently.

Earlier I thought I was just drunk so it was as if I could see Kyle. But now, because of the smell biting my nose, he is really here. I seem to have lost my intoxication because of the strange sensation that is now flowing through my whole body.

The way Kyle kissed me was aggressive and that was a bit painful for me. I wanted to push him because I knew we were done, we're over and we shouldn't do it, but my body couldn't move as if my body liked the way Kyle held me.

'This is so wrong!'

I opened my eyes causing Kyle to stop what he was doing.

"Can we?" he asked me sexily, as if I couldn't refuse.

"Can I?" he asked me again.

"If you don't want me to do this, it's okay." He was about to stand up but I don’t know in myself why I stopped him. After all, it's only now and I'm leaving tomorrow, why not?

"O-okay." I told him, his eyes were twinkling. He kissed me again on the lips down to my neck. His right hand also travels to different parts of my body. I can not breathe. This is my first time with someone holding by a man and I don't know what to feel. I could feel the speed of my heartbeat. I feel excited for inexplicable reasons and at the same time scared.

Kyle let out a hug to me. Next thing he did was remove my blouse as well as my other covering that covered my body. The next thing I know is that ... I am naked as well as he. I suddenly felt ashamed. So I covered my body with both hands.

"Sshh, I already saw that. Stop covering it, you are so beautiful, wifey." he whispered before kissing me again. I sighed when his hand suddenly landed on my other chest down to my private part.

The sensation he brought to me was strange. It brings hotness all over my body. Kyle's hand was trembling as he parted my legs to position himself. If before I just had trouble breathing, now I can't really breathe. I felt that thing inside me. Especially when he started moving. I feel like I'm going to cry because of the pain it caused. In extreme pain I could almost bury my nails in Kyle's skin. I also want to bite him so that somehow I can get revenge for the pain caused by what he is doing.

"K-kyle ..." I called his name.

"S-stop it. It hurts." I insisted. But he seemed to hear nothing. If before his movement was fast now it has slowed down. Gradually, I stopped feeling the pain. Kyle continued to kiss me and his hands continued to travel so I couldn't help but moan.

"Oh God!" he muttered. Moments later I felt the hot liquid inside me.

"You're so beautiful. I love you." he whispered before squeezing his head around my neck. Next moment, he was asleep. I could hear him breathing peacefully.

I don’t know myself but I’m crying. I don't know what I'm crying for. If it was for my stupidity because I made claims on Kyle even though I knew I wasn’t anymore. Or is it because I'm leaving and I'm still able to give my femininity to him. I know this is stupidity. I don't even know if Roxanne and him are already married, because by chance I'll look like a hooker to them.

I couldn’t understand myself what I was dramatizing for. As far as I know, I will not regret tonight. I still love Kyle even though it hurts that he didn't choose me.

After all, when I cried, it had no destination, so I just got up. My whole body hurt especially in the lower part of it, but I put up with it and went to the bathroom.

When I entered the bathroom I immediately cleaned my whole body. I also took a bath to finally wake up my spirit.

3:00 AM.

I looked again at Kyle who was still sound asleep in my room. I wanted to approach him and touch him even one last time but I couldn’t. I just stared at him here from outside my room and then I grabbed one of my suitcases and two backpacks.

Okay. I am ready to leave.

'Goodbye, Kyle'

It's six o'clock when I arrive at the airport. I arrived on time because my flight is 7:00 AM. I took a deep breath before finally going inside to line up.

'Goodbye Philippines for now and see you Toronto Canada!'

I smiled as I said that in my mind.