CHAPTER 9

Thinking about it made my feelings even more uncertain. I felt so empty and lost at that moment. I opened my phone and called Benny. At first, I intended to pour out what I was feeling, but instead, I was comforted by his humor.

Before I could even share my story…

"Hey… are you asleep yet?" I saw a WhatsApp message from Eve that same night.

If I'm not mistaken, my college friends have been saying she's still hoping for me, so I'll just go along with it. Better than feeling lonely all the time. I thought to myself.

"Not yet… can't sleep. What's up, Eve?" I replied.

"Hmm… that's unusual, you usually sleep early," she continued.

"Yeah, I don't know why, I just feel restless…" I said, leading the conversation further.

Eventually, we chatted and joked over the phone. Turns out, she was pretty fun to talk to.

We started making plans to hang out. I deliberately gave her hope that she could have me.

Soon, Eve and I grew closer—going out together, eating together, watching movies together.

Looking at her more closely, Eve was actually quite pretty. She had tanned skin and a smooth, firm face—probably because she exercised often and loved cycling.

Her hair was wavy and fairly long, reaching her chest.

That's all I could describe about Eve—the rest was hidden under her tomboyish style, always wearing oversized clothes.

After a few days of getting closer, I finally asked her out, and we started dating. Even though there was no real love.

The lust and desire boiling inside me drove me to do something terrible—using Eve, who was infatuated with me.

Just to satisfy my desires, since my mom wasn't coming.

If my mom couldn't, maybe she'd be willing to sleep over at my house. That was the evil thought in my mind.

"Baby.. can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Ask what, baby.. it's rare for you to ask first," replied my new girlfriend, Eve.

"Let's go out tomorrow.. I'll tell you my request then," I said over the phone that night, intentionally making her curious.

Besides being kind, Eve was the type of girl who was loving and very attentive to her partner. She could even read my mind, almost like my mom.

It's just that her boyish appearance made me a little uncomfortable, and I wanted to change her into the kind of woman I wanted.

The next day, Eve picked me up, driving a flashy red luxury car. Well.. she's from a wealthy family.

Her Dad is a doctor, but she chose to major in something different from him.

Visual Communication Design and Graphic Design were the courses I took, the same as Eve.

That day, I took my girlfriend around the mall, bought her several outfits, then went to a salon.

My eyes widened without blinking when I saw Eve come out of the fitting room. She looked so stunning wearing an off-shoulder sabrina blouse in a golden-brown color. She paired it with black hotpants and the high heels I just bought for her.

Then she untied her hair, spun around in front of me and…

Thud..!!!

She slipped and fell.

"Aaaa… I can't do this, baby. I'm not used to wearing high heels. Can I just wear normal shoes..?" she protested, whining at me with puppy eyes.

She did look beautiful, but I didn't want to force her. Wearing hotpants with regular shoes felt off, so I asked her to change into long jeans instead.

After the salon, we headed to a nearby coffee shop, had lunch there, then went to watch a movie until evening.

And after a tiring date, Eve drove me home and stopped by for a bit to use the bathroom.

At that moment, Eve was standing in front of me, only wearing an oversized white T-shirt that reached her thighs.

Her hair was tied in a ponytail, and she wore round clear glasses low on her nose like a professor.

She looked at me sharply, like an eagle ready to swoop down on its prey.

"Baby.. come hereee.." she said, wiggling her body and squeezing the hem of her shirt.

Because I just stood there silently, Eve came closer, pulled my shirt forcefully, making my body lean forward until our lips were almost touching.

Within three seconds, I devoured her thin lips; they felt so soft and had a slight sweetness to them.

I bent down a bit so my face aligned with hers.

My hands actively moved to her chest, gently squeezing Eve's breasts under her black bra, which was slightly see-through under her shirt.

So soft, yet so firm, and just the right size to fill my palm.

"Emmghh.. baby…" Eve moaned softly at what I was doing.

Then she grabbed my hair while continuing to suck my tongue, raised her knee and pressed it against my waist, opening her thighs wide, signaling me to move down there, to that mound that was already getting wet.

I've always found boyish girls really attractive.

When I finally unzipped my pants, intending to thrust my veiny, blunt sword into her field…

Slaaappp!

"Baby.. what's wrong with you..? You've been spacing out for ages, I've been calling you and you didn't answer..! Are you possessed or something..? Answer me baby..! You've been smiling to yourself this whole time.. snap out of it, you're scaring me..!"

Eve kept rambling after slapping me back to reality.

Holy crap! What's wrong with me, daydreaming like that without realizing it.

I thought as I rubbed the red mark on my cheek.

Eve, still confused by my behavior, ran to the front and started her car.

She left without saying goodbye, her face looking a little disappointed as she drove off. I didn't even get the chance to explain anything to her before my girlfriend sped away in her car.

My intention to ask her to stay the night vanished instantly.

I tried calling Eve to explain, but she didn't pick up.

Could she have known what I was imagining just now? I wondered deep inside.