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Chapter 3

Author: Jum's pen
last update publish date: 2025-08-26 00:51:31

"No!" I was about to speak up when the guy next to me pulled me up and threw me into Carlson's arms to my surprise.

I went crashing on him and as if he's been waiting, he just sat there letting me feel him. He was warm, very warm and I almost concluded he was having a fever.

I didn't let myself get used to it, I quickly pushed myself back up and was about to leave when Carlson moved and grabbed my wrist and forced me to sit on his thigh.

I blinked, completely taken aback by his actions.  Does he really want to do this? Kiss a boy? I mean, is he even the type to roll with things like this?

I've never kissed a guy and I've never had the thought of doing anything like that but staring down at him, I realized just how good looking he was.

Like Kyle...no, he was even more handsome than Kyle. His features were manly and piercing, enough to call for attention even when it's not needed.

My gaze moved down to his lips and I froze, stunned at how good they looked. I've never taken time to observe a guy's lips before but I'm doing that now and I will be completely honest, his lips are damn good and I can't help but imagine them on mine.

"Shit!" I jerked off his hold the second I realized what I was thinking.

How can I think something so insane? Me? Kissing a boy?

I was about to run off when he grabbed me again and in an attempt to escape, I ended up falling on the table which gave him an upper hand. He straddled me in a position, both his hands keeping me in a helpless spot.

My heart was pounding in my chest, I needed help. At that instant, I glanced at Kyle silently begging hi.m to help me but he sat there and watched like I wasn't saying anything.

"We meet again, Randy" Carlson's baritone voice vibrated in my ears, and I gulped.

He recalls my name...what else does he remember?

I stuttered with forced laughter, "Hi!"

"I saw you back then... watching me" 

My blood ran dry the moment he revealed the truth I thought he never knew.

I blinked at him, the  embarrassment and shame was enough to murder me instantly. 

"Did you feel aroused watching me jerk off?" He leaned close, enough for me to feel his hot breath in my ears. And involuntarily, I shivered.

"N-no" I denied and I lied. I did fit hard, and wanted to touch myself as well.

"I saw you staring at my lips, you want a taste?" He grabbed my neck and pinned me on the table.

My heart was in chaos, and my mind a disaster. He leaned even closer and that left me panicking and I freaked out and pushed him away with all the force I could mutter. He fell back on the couch.

I scrambled myself to my feet, my chest rising and falling asleep I glanced at everything in the circle 

"This..." I paused, trying to catch my breath, "it's stupid and I, Randy won't do it" with that, I stumped away.

***************"

I ran outside like I was being chased and the moment I stepped out of the door, the night breeze hit my face brushing away the heat that was suffocating me inside.

I stop, breathing heavily. My eyes wander around the large compound, and the road that leads ahead. I knew it was going to be hard but I didn't know it'd be this though.

With a final breath, I began walking my way home. It doesn't matter how long I will work, I know I will get to the dorm either way.

The more I walked into the endless road, the more it got darker and I could hardly see through. I brought out my phone and one of my phone flashlights, again, I continued.

After a long walk, I could no longer hear the heavy bass of music playing and I'm sure if anything happens to me here, I will end up dying cause no one will save me.

As I walked in silence, barely breathing out loud, a big flash of light appeared behind...it was an approaching car.

Deep down, I wanted to wave and begged to be helped but my pride didn't let me.

I forced myself to act nonchalant and kept on walking while silently praying the person driving should have a conscience at least.

As if God answered my prayers, the car came to a halt next to me and I heard someone called out

"Hey, need a ride?" 

I stopped and glassed over the car window. It was a guy, he looked nice, responsible and even more mature.

"Yes, please" because he asked, I let my pride roll away and hurriedly entered the car. Only God knows how much I've been trying to scream and cry to myself to take such a drastic and dangerous decision.

He started the car engine and drove off, I just sat there, unmoved.

"So, why are you out here all by yourself on the road?" He asked as he glanced at me.

My mind took me back to what happened at the party, I grit my teeth in anger.

"Got abandoned by the people I thought were my friends" 

"Oh my God! That's bad!" He seemed sad for me but I wasn't, instead, I was angry.

"I'm sorry about it" he apologized for being at fault.

"You shouldn't apologize, you did nothing wrong... instead, I should thank you for your kindness " I flashed him a smile of gratitude.

"Thank you" I said and he smiled.

"It's my pleasure " His smile widened, "you know, growing up, my mom has always thought me to be kind even to the least of God's creations " 

"Your mom must be a good woman " I applauded and he smiled even wider.

"She is" He went ahead to talk about his mom and the things they did when he was younger.

I could tell he is a mummy's boy and seeing him like that made me miss home, my parents and my siblings.

We finally arrived at the school campus and I got off and bid him goodbye. 

At least, I got home safely thanks to him. Without a word, I turned and carried myself into the building and to my room.

My roommate was long gone in her sleep when I got in, I did well not to make noise and with counting steps, I carried myself to my bed to rest the night off.

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