Bad to the core

ALICIA Before I knew it, it was time for me to travel to Colombia. I got cold feet; I was stuck between wanting to leave and just staying in New York City with Ms Jones. Ms Jones didn’t want me to go, she kept on telling me that she had a bad feeling about my journey, she kept on having the same nightmare for the whole week—a nightmare about me being chased by a group of men wanting to kill me. It sounded ridiculous to me, thinking that it was just a silly dream that she had due to her overthinking all the time. She tried to convince me to stay but I refused. The ride to the airport was both emotional and awkward. Our rides were always filled with laughter, jokes, and fooling around, but the ride to the airport was nothing like that—it was filled with silence. The ride to the airport was about half an hour, but it felt like the longest ride ever. When we got to the airport it was already dark and was a little bit cold. Ms. jones helped me with my luggage when we got to the airport.

ALICIAThe knock on the bathroom door woke me up. I scanned the room, trying to remember where I was. My back was sore from sleeping on the ladies room’s floor. “Occupied.” I said with a sleepy voice. I unlocked the door and headed to the sink to wash my face. There were two ladies who were taking selfies and admiring themselves in front of the huge mirror that was in front of us. They didn’t pay attention to me. I left them in the ladies' room and left the train station. It was a sunny morning. The streets weren’t as busy as the previous night. There were few people in the streets. The smell coming from the different food stands on the street made me nauseous. The heat from the sun drained the little energy that I had. I had nowhere to go and I couldn’t call Ms Jones, I had left my luggage and phone at the club. I was very hungry and tired. My feet were swollen from walking for hours without shoes the previous night. Roaming the streets was the only thing that made sense to me at t

ALICIAJason jogged around his Porshe and opened the door for me to get in. He looked cold and disgusted. I’m pretty sure it was my outfit that pissed him off. He got on the driver’s side and started the engine. His car smelled just like him. His strong cologne filled the whole car. He didn’t pay attention to me. His eyes were fixed on the road, and the silence that filled the car was very loud. I wanted to confront him right away but his pissed face and that he wasn’t a young boy that I knew intimidated me. He was a grown man now. “What the hell are you doing in Colombia?” he finally broke the silence. “If you hadn’t abandoned me like you did, I wouldn’t be in this shit.” I was pissed. “Wrong answer.” His eyes were still fixed on the road. I ignored him for a few minutes, not knowing what to say. My eyes were fixed on the rare mirror, seeing the tall buildings that we were leaving behind. The car was moving away from the city. The only thing that I was dying to know was where he

JASONI spent the whole week working from home. I had only seen Alicia once since the kiss. I saw her at her favorite spot, the swimming pool. I had my food in my room and office because I had a lot of work and wasn’t sure if I wanted to see her. When she kissed me, I wanted to just push her away. I wasn’t a huge fan of kissing, and she knew. Even when we were still dating, I wouldn’t kiss her, but when she kissed me that night, I just couldn't control myself. I was ready to put her on the bed and fuck her so hard, but a part of me wanted me to stop. I hated the fact that she fucked someone else behind my back, I deserved to be the only man to take her innocence. I knew that I would find a virgin within an hour but it meant nothing to me if it wasn’t Alicia—she had gave her innocence to someone else, which made me to ghost her and move on with my life. There was something about her that made my cock so hard whenever she was around me or whenever I got a glimpse of her in the pool thr

ALICIA The heavy footsteps against the hardwood floor told me that Jason was coming. He made his way to me. “Come, let me show you your room.” I followed him to a room that was down the hallway. The breathtaking view of the city was the highlight of the room. The room had an attached bathroom and a balcony. On the bed, there was Jason’s white T-shirt. “I don’t think you will be comfortable to sleep in that dress, wear this.” He took the shirt and gave it to me. I went to the bathroom to remove my makeup and change into his shirt. The cologne on the shirt turned me on. When I got back to the room from the bathroom, Jason had already left. It was already midnight but I couldn’t go to sleep. I was still sad about how Jason handled the whole situation. He was an asshole and was very insensitive. I sat on the balcony that allowed me to see the beautiful city of Bogotá. I sat on the armchair and admired the city. About two minutes later, someone walked to my room. His colo