In Love With The Wrong Man

Her legs wrapped around his waist, her perfect long nails piercing his skin as she pulled, all Kate could think about was the divk of the man on top of her. If there was anything bringing her back to Seth, she would say it was the way he kept her satisfied in bed.

He just has that vibes, that dominate nature and somehow knows how to please every inch of her pathetic want and lust.

Lots of ohs and ahs filled the room as they made love. Made love? They basically had sex as nothing seem right about them.

"Let me assume, you are leaving soon," Seth said.

Choosing to ignore him as usual, Kate rolled over the bed as she looked around the room. It wasn't as if she had not seen it before but this day seem unbearable. The heat, the way it seems extremely stuffy, gosh!

Sweating, Kate clumsily stood up and searched for her undies, on finding them, she quickly got dressed and applied a little makeup.

"Kate" Seth said a bit calm but the high level of satire could be heard "Give me one chicken excuse why you are leaving so early. Like. We just finished and...."

"I have to get back as soon as possible so I can tidy some things" Kate interrupted as she made the finishing touch on her makeup and hair.

Her gaze locked with Seth who was still naked on the bed and for the next few seconds, they did nothing but stare at each other. But for Seth, it looked more like he was getting pissed.

"And you know my father " Kate continued without minding the look on Seth's face "I would be dead if he finds me around this place or ...."

"Or even around me?" Seth scoff as he stood up and walked to the bathroom "Make use of the door as soon as possible" he yelled.

Coming out to see her still fixing stuff on her face, he rolled his eyes.

"Just get going, Kate" he snapped "What the heck are you even still doing here?"

Kate remained silent.

For Seth, it was like pulling his legs or trying to see if he would react but what does he have to say? It wasn't like it was the first time they were meeting and leaving like this. It wasn't like they were both strangers.

The fact was that they had no idea of what to call themselves.

They have been like that for over a year, a whole year.

Just a random text message asking if he would want to fvck and then her coming over to his place looking as cheap as she could.

Two confused adults.

Having what no one would even call a casual relationship and at the end of the day, they pretend to be strangers. Even if they bumped into each other, they would pretend not to know each other and go on with their activities.

Staring at her as she fixed and hair over and over again, Seth wondered what a talented ballet like Kate was doing with him.

Although, they already knew about how good their sex was and how they always enjoy it but in his apartment? His apartment looked like where Kate wouldn't want to keep her dogs! So small, stuffy, and worst, the air con doesn't seem to be working at times.

Seth brought out a cigarette from the drawer close to his bed and looked at Kate. Their gaze locked again, it was as if she was trying to tell him not to do something but he did it anyway.

Watching the smoke fill the air in front of his face before slowly vanishing, Seth caught a glimpse of Kate frowning as she looked around desperately.

"Let me assume" Seth started "You don't like the sick of my poverty"

"You know that I hate cigarettes, Seth, don't push it" Kate snapped as she kept looking around.

Although she could still hear how Seth reminded her of things she didn't want to hear but she would rather ignore him than face his nagging.

"I bet you hate my low life and would want to do things with someone as rich as you, Kate," Seth said with the cigarettes in between his lips "I bet you know that I stink and my apartment is too cheap to be something you would want to spend the next minute in"

Frustrated, Kate stopped for a few seconds to glare at Seth. She imagined 25 ways to make him think straight but how could she?

"Seth, I have said this times without number that I don't hate your place. If don't mind keeping the cigarettes out while I am here, that would be better" Kate faked a smile.

Even when it was obvious that she was burning in rage, she just doesn't have the energy to deal with his mess now.

She ignored the rest of his talk as she found the key she was looking for and glared at her. Her lips quivered as she thought about what to say to get that look of distaste off Seth's face.

"You're done with what you are doing, leave now," Seth said.

He watched Kate walk out and for the first time, she banged the door. She banged his door!

Pissed, He got up and walked to the window to see when she would walk off. The lit cigarettes automatically got quenched in a cup of water beside him as he stared.

Seeing her walk off in a hurry, he frowned at how she had dressed. The dress she wore seen like a hand-me-down dress with a flowery pitch hat. If not that she had walked out of his room, he wouldn't know who she was.

Such a disguise.

Flagging a taxi, Kate was careful enough not to look back. She knew it, not because she felt that Seth would be looking from the window as he usually does.

Although she wanted to look back, to look at his confusing face but she would rather get him first. She won't have when her father traces her to such a place.

The swamp!

Having junkies hanging almost every corner. The rats walking around seem like they were big enough to be baby cats but with the speed of light! The street smelt like crack, feces, and dirt. Any kind of dirt as the people living around seem to use the street as their refuse dump.

The dogs in the street always look vicious, and for some reason, she felt that they would be tempted to chase her one day. Well, she hoped that day would never come.

After telling the taxi driver her address, she sat silent till she got to her gate. The gate where her main problem raise.

Who could tell how miserable she felt?

The high walls, Perfectly trimmed flowers made the street smell like mint and strawberry. If not for the fact that she lives there, she would call that place a castle. A prison-like castle with lots of CCTV cameras.

Successfully getting into the mansion, Kate almost tiptoed into the main building till saw her mother, Mrs Hart. Her heart skipped a beat and nearly exploded as her mother's eyes ran over her dress to her face.

"And where are you coming from dressed like that!" Mrs Hart questioned.