Chapter 5

I know it's wrong to touch him like this but this straight man's face is very tempting. How can you not touch him when even if it's dark, you can definitely see him blushing and feel his body burning up while I'm trying to feel his hardened length.

His grip on my wrist loosened little by little and his forehead rests on my shoulder.

That's it, kitty kitty. Ohhh, I'm definitely taming him now. Looks like I won, Mr. Damian. Victory is mine—

Huh?

There's suddenly soft, quiet sobs that's coming from him. I stopped my foot from caressing his pet and glanced at him. His eyes is wet with tears while his body is slightly trembling.

Brooooooooo, you're making me so freaking guilty right now! You can't do this to me! I thought you liked it! What the heck is happening?!

I blinked while staring at nothingness while trying to pat his back for comfort.

"Uhh..... sorry...?" I whispered softly while trying to not look at him directly.

He didn't say anything but he just continue sobbing on my shoulder. Bro, he's trying to wipe off his tears and snot on my shirt. Disgusting but... okay, fine, it's cute.

After a couple of minutes, he stopped sobbing and stood up like nothing happen. He didn't even look at me as he left without saying anything. I was left there behind the tree like an abandoned child. Wow, so rude. I meant, valid, but still rude.

I decided to leave the tree and head back to our cabin as I suspect that the sun will rise after a couple of hours. I was kinda hesitant to open the door but I still did it. What choice do I have? This is our cabin. There's no way in my dead gorgeous body that I'm sleeping outside, thank you.

I swallowed before slowly opening the door to find... nothing.

Nothing?!

I closed the door again and open it for the second time like I was expecting him to magically appear in his bed. Did I scare the freak out off him?

I scanned the whole cabin. I looked for him under the bed, inside the cabinets, heck, even inside the fridge but nothing. Oh my gee, did I actually traumatized him? I'm feeling kinda guilty and proud. I'm a terrible person, I know, I'm very sorry.

Maybe he just wanna be left alone for a little bit. Yea, that's it. He maybe just trying to collect his thoughts and now, he's planning on... murdering me! Oh my fucking god! What if he pushed down a pillow on my face until I can't breathe while I'm sleeping? What if he poisoned my food? What if he spike my drink that will obviously kill me?!

I know, I know, I'm a terrible person but still, I have a lot of things to experience. I have alot of things to know. I'm still too young to be in hell. I will definitely apologize to him, I promise! I promise—

The cabin door suddenly puked out Damian who's standing right there with no emotions on his face but confusion, while I'm on the floor on my knees and praying with my hands clamped together.

"Dam—"

"Don't say any word," he shut me up before I could even say his name.

Even if I'm fighting all the urges in my body to bark back, I restrain myself and shut up. First time? First time.

He walked toward his bed and flopped down there, his back turned. I stare at him for a good minute before getting up and head towards my own bed.

It's passed midnight and my whole body is not feeling sleepy at all. I feel like I ate coffee powder straight from a jar. This is my first time feeling like this but the guilt is definitely eating me up. I'm too diva to feel guilt. Why didn't he pushed me away anyway? It feels like he likes it— okay! fine! I hate myself for blaming him now. I should really just apologize and make it up for him.

But how can I make it up for him?! I'm the princess here! I have no idea how to do these kind of stuff. This is making me insane in a very bad way.

It's already morning and I haven't slept in one bit. My mind keeps whispering to me nonstop how I'm a terrible person and I should just hang myself infront of him just for him to forgive me.

I kept glancing to Damian but he just have this neutral face while listening to the morning prayer. He's acting like nothing happened but he never said a word to me.

Usually, first thing in the morning, he'll remind me not to be a brat and just listen which will turn into endless banter. But now, nothing. He's completely silent like his tongue got cut off. It's kinda killing me.

"Now, let's hold hands and feel the presence of the Lord," the priest said while his eyes are closed.

Damian held the hand of the person who's beside him on the other side, so I held out my hand too.

The prayer started and my hand is on the air waiting to be taken.

This dude is embarrassing me! I can't believe he didn't take my precious, soft hand! He didn't even glance at me!

I put down my hand slowly while glaring at him. I'm restraining myself from yelling right now.

I know! I'm being a b*tch! But that's who I am! Ugh, I can't take this anymore.

Fine! I'll apologize later.

I spend most of my day, trying to talk to Damian. Did I succeed? Of course not!

Whenever I try to open my mouth, he'll turn away and pretend I'm not there.

I'm right here, bud! Pretty as a flower. You can't just ignore this beauty.

There's also one time I pretend that I slipped and fall to the ground for him to notice me. Guess what he did?

He did NOTHING.

I was there, on the ground, covered with muddy-whatever-something-going-on. He walked away and I was left flabbergasted.

I left with no choice but to stand up and flipped off anyone who saw me. They are all at fault too because they didn't even help me. How dare they?

"You seemed upset," said by a deep voice behind me while I'm busy resting under the tree.

I turned to face him and saw Jay with his shining smile.

THIS JERK! He's too confident to show his face after not showing up last night!

I gave him the most angry face that ever existed in this planet. There's no way I'm going to forget about that and move on? Hell nah!

"What's with the cute face?" Jay said while chuckling.

Okay, that's not going to work. Take your lying ass off here and never come back!

"I think you know what you did," I said standing up while crossing my arms.

He gave me a confused face with a slight downward smile.

Ohh! Now he's gonna pretend that he knew nothing? The nerve of this dude!

"I have no idea why you're mad at me," his hands raised up like I'm trying to arrest him for a crime he DEFINITELY did.

I rolled my eyes, arms still crossed, and my patience thinning like ice.

"I was so cold that night," I said with gritted teeth. "I can't believe you tricked me like that!"

His face is still painted with confusion like I'm blurting out nonsense.

"God! That stupid paper you gave me!" I yelled at him from the top of my lungs.

Even if I'm literally screaming infront of him, he still have this stupid confused look on his face. It's making me want to ripped his head off.

"What paper? I didn't give you anything."

Huh...?