Blue Ribbon のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Five years later...Lilly's POVI can handle a lot of things in this life.I can handle almost everything.I can handle the truth.It's the lies that kill me.I think to myself as I raise the handbag, trying to squeeze it into the overhead compartment. I push harder, and harder but it doesn't slide inside.I grit my teeth and just think.Lies.So. Many. Fucking. Lies.Dizziness swarms my vision as I put whatever energy I have left into pushing the stupid bag. I groan in annoyance and I just want to scream, every nerve in my body is crying out loud, in pain, in fatigue, and in betrayal."Here, ma'am, let me help you," The stewardess says and I let him take care of it as I slide into my seat. Sitting down doesn't do me any good either. The tightness inside my stomach only increases with every passing second, I just want to throw up.I would've, but having not eaten anything for the past two days isn't helping at all.I open the front camera of my phone and stare at my reflection. I almo

Lilly's POV"I can't believe your dad is finally okay with this!" Sally squealed, pulling me into another hug.I hugged her back, "Me neither, but he did make me a big huge list of rules, he is probably just trying to discourage me from going, I swear," Sally chuckled at my words and shook her head, "Still, this is so exciting, we both are going, I might burst from happiness, I can't help it!"I smiled at her enthusiasm and crossed my legs over the bed, thinking about what's to come. It is exciting. A new country, a new place, a new me, and most importantly, a new beginning."Did you tell Chase?" Sally's words broke through my thoughts and my smile slowly dropped. I shook my head, "We haven't talked a lot lately," I mumbled, fidgeting with the cover of my phone, "Actually we haven't talked at all for like two weeks," I pulled into a deep breath and looked at my lap, "He is busy with finals, I am also busy with mine, so it's okay, whatever."I felt her hand rest over mine, "Lilly, are

His words spoke loud and clear. Even though I just met him, but he spoke the truth. I keep trying to suppress that part of me down. It seemed that part of me only existed wherever Chase was. That storm reveled in his calmness, because Chase could easily tame that part down, and without him, I feel that I would just get lost if I let go. I kept guarding and trying to take control but to what end?Now, as those silver-blue eyes mischievously challenged me, I thought that it's maybe okay to let go and get lost again.My gaze drifted down to my see-through shirt, "What am I gonna do about my shirt though?"His eyes went there and he smiled, "I've got a jacket in my car, you can borrow it."I didn't think, I just placed my hand in his, letting him take the lead. It was reckless and dangerous and at the moment, I so liked that. He pulled me outside to the street and paused by the side of what I suppose is his car. He opened it to get the jacket as I sucked into a deep gulp of air, inhaling

"What the hell took you so long?" Sally hissed at me as I arrived at her side, waiting by our next class's door. Her eyebrows pulled closer and she looked at me from up to down, "You're face is all flushed," She mumbled, narrowing her eyes at me, "And your hair is all messed up," Her eyes widened, "What the hell did you do?"I gulped down and pulled her to the side, where no one could hear us. I tried to fix my hair and casually dropped the news on her, "We kind of had a quickie in his office."Her eyes grew even wider, "Oh my fucking god, one night stands and quickies with professors," She whisper-yelled, "Who the hell are you and where is my friend Lilly who was pretending to be virgin Mary over the past three years?"I shot her a glare at her over-dramatic response and sucked into a deep breath to calm my inside from this overwhelming feeling, "I have no idea what's wrong with me." It's like he got me under his spell and the longer I am surrounded by him, it's becoming harder and h

One week later...Lilly's POVIf you've ever wondered what would it be like to have slept with one of your professors, I'll tell you; awkward. So damn awkward.He's like everywhere on campus. I only wonder, how come I never noticed him before?I leave one class to find him entering it. I run through the lobby to catch one of my courses only to have him leaving his office and almost bumping into him and right into his hard rock abs. See, told ya, awkward, very awkward to know by heart how one of your professors looks like naked.Not cool, not cool at all.I've never been so stressed my whole life as I have been through the past week.I feel like I have to watch each step I take, just so I don't have to come face to face with him again, because every time we cross paths, I either smile politely and nervously to which he returns with a curt nod, pulling on the whole professional act as if he didn't push his thing down my thing in his office just a couple of days ago.Oh wow, I really nee