Chapter 10
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"Is this your room? " I found myself standing in the middle of what's supposed to be an apartment. I could clearly see the kitchen at the right side, because there's a sink and some plates and food storage. At the left side is a small living room, fit for just one small sofa and a compartment for entertainment appliances. At the center of the room is a huge door, which would probably lead to his room.
"Uhm Ethan, why am I here? "
He sat down at the sofa and gestured for me to sit beside him. I hesitate. I don't know what he's thinking. I'm afraid.
"Come on Cass. Friends, remember? "
I sighed. Will he be playing this friend card forever? I reluctantly sat beside him.
"I'm here. So what now? "
For a moment, he just looked at my face, from my eyes, nose, and a little longer at my lips. I suddenly feel warm. I raise my eyebrow, "What are you looking at? "
His gaze snaps back at my eyes. I can see a swirl of emotions: desire, longing and sadness. I slowly shuffled towards him, looking straight at his eyes, a frown on my face, "Ethan? "
He inched closer until our noses touched. I can smell his breath, a mix of bacon and eggs and toothbrush. I wanted to remove myself from this moment but I can't. It's as if he's holding me captive with the look of his eyes. And I'm slowly, slowly melting inside.
Abruptly, his phone rings. I quickly glanced at the caller ID. The name dampens my mood immediately. I glanced back at Ethan and noticed he has no plan on answering it. I forced myself to pick up the phone and smiled at him, "Your girl's calling."
He looks angrily at the phone, snatched it from my hands and went straight into his room.
I stood up and went to the kitchen. I found cold water and drank it in big gulps to calm my nerves. What the hell was that? What is Ethan thinking? Clearly, he's just dazed. Maybe he's seeing his lover in me. Is he on drugs? Why did he become so delirous? Well is he? And why did I respond? Why did I feel like I loved it? Why am I so weak when it comes to him? I can't even fight back. Am I still into him? I pondered that thought for a while.
Noooooooo! Am not. I clearly stated that I'm over him. It's done. I don't have feelings. Nothing, nothing, nothing!
I was still fighting with my inner self when his bedroom door suddenly opened. In three long strides, he reached me and unceremoniously pushed me to the counter. His hand grasped the back of my neck and at my waist, and kissed me.
His kisses were aggressive that it hurts. I tried to pry myself away, but he tightens his grip. I placed my palm on his chest and started to push him with all my might. But he's a lot stronger so I pushed and pushed to no avail. He notices my actions and he stops. He leans his forehead on mine. Taking a couple of ragged breaths, he kissed me once again. But the kiss was a lot more gentle, so passionate. His tongue coaxes me to respond and it took all my willpower to resist. He pulls my hair lightly and let out a groan. God, I loved that. I lost all my resolve and kissed him back, wrapping my arms around him, lightly pulling his hair. He pulls me tighter and I felt him hardening. I moaned. At that he grabs my butt, squeezing it lightly and carries me towards his bedroom.
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"Is this your room? " I found myself standing in the middle of what's supposed to be an apartment. I could clearly see the kitchen at the right side, because there's a sink and some plates and food storage. At the left side is a small living room, fit for just one small sofa and a compartment for entertainment appliances. At the center of the room is a huge door, which would probably lead to his room.
"Uhm Ethan, why am I here? "
He sat down at the sofa and gestured for me to sit beside him. I hesitate. I don't know what he's thinking. I'm afraid.
"Come on Cass. Friends, remember? "
I sighed. Will he be playing this friend card forever? I reluctantly sat beside him.
"I'm here. So what now? "
For a moment, he just looked at my face, from my eyes, nose, and a little longer at my lips. I suddenly feel warm. I raise my eyebrow, "What are you looking at? "
His gaze snaps back at my eyes. I can see a swirl of emotions: desire, longing and sadness. I slowly shuffled towards him, looking straight at his eyes, a frown on my face, "Ethan? "
He inched closer until our noses touched. I can smell his breath, a mix of bacon and eggs and toothbrush. I wanted to remove myself from this moment but I can't. It's as if he's holding me captive with the look of his eyes. And I'm slowly, slowly melting inside.
Abruptly, his phone rings. I quickly glanced at the caller ID. The name dampens my mood immediately. I glanced back at Ethan and noticed he has no plan on answering it. I forced myself to pick up the phone and smiled at him, "Your girl's calling."
He looks angrily at the phone, snatched it from my hands and went straight into his room.
I stood up and went to the kitchen. I found cold water and drank it in big gulps to calm my nerves. What the hell was that? What is Ethan thinking? Clearly, he's just dazed. Maybe he's seeing his lover in me. Is he on drugs? Why did he become so delirous? Well is he? And why did I respond? Why did I feel like I loved it? Why am I so weak when it comes to him? I can't even fight back. Am I still into him? I pondered that thought for a while.
Noooooooo! Am not. I clearly stated that I'm over him. It's done. I don't have feelings. Nothing, nothing, nothing!
I was still fighting with my inner self when his bedroom door suddenly opened. In three long strides, he reached me and unceremoniously pushed me to the counter. His hand grasped the back of my neck and at my waist, and kissed me.
His kisses were aggressive that it hurts. I tried to pry myself away, but he tightens his grip. I placed my palm on his chest and started to push him with all my might. But he's a lot stronger so I pushed and pushed to no avail. He notices my actions and he stops. He leans his forehead on mine. Taking a couple of ragged breaths, he kissed me once again. But the kiss was a lot more gentle, so passionate. His tongue coaxes me to respond and it took all my willpower to resist. He pulls my hair lightly and let out a groan. God, I loved that. I lost all my resolve and kissed him back, wrapping my arms around him, lightly pulling his hair. He pulls me tighter and I felt him hardening. I moaned. At that he grabs my butt, squeezing it lightly and carries me towards his bedroom.
"Is this your room? " I found myself standing in the middle of what's supposed to be an apartment. I could clearly see the kitchen at the right side, because there's a sink and some plates and food storage. At the left side is a small living room, fit for just one small sofa and a compartment for entertainment appliances. At the center of the room is a huge door, which would probably lead to his room."Uhm Ethan, why am I here? "He sat down at the sofa and gestured for me to sit beside him. I hesitate. I don't know what he's thinking. I'm afraid."Come on Cass. Friends, remember? "I sighed. Will he be playing this friend card forever? I reluctantly sat beside him."I'm here. So what now? "For a moment, he just looked at my face, from my eyes, nose, and a little longer at my lips. I suddenly feel warm. I raise my eyebrow, "What are you looking at? "His gaze snaps back at my eyes. I can see a swirl of emotions: desire, longing and sadness. I slowly shuffled towards him, looking straight at his eyes, a frown on my face, "Ethan? "He inched closer until our noses touched. I can smell his breath, a mix of bacon and eggs and toothbrush. I wanted to remove myself from this moment but I can't. It's as if he's holding me captive with the look of his eyes. And I'm slowly, slowly melting inside.Abruptly, his phone rings. I quickly glanced at the caller ID. The name dampens my mood immediately. I glanced back at Ethan and noticed he has no plan on answering it. I forced myself to pick up the phone and smiled at him, "Your girl's calling."He looks angrily at the phone, snatched it from my hands and went straight into his room.I stood up and went to the kitchen. I found cold water and drank it in big gulps to calm my nerves. What the hell was that? What is Ethan thinking? Clearly, he's just dazed. Maybe he's seeing his lover in me. Is he on drugs? Why did he become so delirous? Well is he? And why did I respond? Why did I feel like I loved it? Why am I so weak when it comes to him? I can't even fight back. Am I still into him? I pondered that thought for a while.Noooooooo! Am not. I clearly stated that I'm over him. It's done. I don't have feelings. Nothing, nothing, nothing!I was still fighting with my inner self when his bedroom door suddenly opened. In three long strides, he reached me and unceremoniously pushed me to the counter. His hand grasped the back of my neck and at my waist, and kissed me.His kisses were aggressive that it hurts. I tried to pry myself away, but he tightens his grip. I placed my palm on his chest and started to push him with all my might. But he's a lot stronger so I pushed and pushed to no avail. He notices my actions and he stops. He leans his forehead on mine. Taking a couple of ragged breaths, he kissed me once again. But the kiss was a lot more gentle, so passionate. His tongue coaxes me to respond and it took all my willpower to resist. He pulls my hair lightly and let out a groan. God, I loved that. I lost all my resolve and kissed him back, wrapping my arms around him, lightly pulling his hair. He pulls me tighter and I felt him hardening. I moaned. At that he grabs my butt, squeezing it lightly and carries me towards his bedroom.
