Chapter 9: The Night Six Years Ago

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

We stayed at Mike’s until evening that day. Millie was too tired from playing. She kept wandering around like a butterfly, so when we got home, she went to bed immediately.

It was rare for me to have the whole night to myself. I poured myself a cup of my mother’s special milk tea and sat down in the deck chair on the balcony to enjoy this rare break.

But the memory hit me again.

That night, it was our crazy graduation party. Mike, who was on break at home, was determined to provide us with the venue, so we went to his villa. There were lights, music, beer, cigars, and everyone partied like crazy. I was the outcast since I was young. I was afraid of being alone when it was quiet, and I would always pull away at lively gatherings and watch all of this from afar, as if I wasn’t involved. That day was no exception. I snuck out and went to my favorite lake to get some air.

The weather was good. The summer night was cool, and the night sky was filled with stars. I took my shoes off and soaked my feet in the water. It felt very comfortable.

But this peacefulness was quickly broken. I heard that Mike seemed to be fighting someone.

When I got back to the house, I saw that Mike’s nose was bleeding. Mandy and a guy were holding him back.

“You bastard! When did you guys start?” Mike roared angrily. His face was red from anger.

Shit. Mike seemed to know that “secret.”

“Mike, I’m helping you! Everyone knows that your girlfriend, Jenny, is cheating on you with everyone!” The horrible guy was still trying to anger Mike. But he was right. Mike’s girlfriend, Jenny, was indeed a fool who went around flirting with everyone.

“Shut up! Mike, it’s not what you think. I, I, I was forced by him!” The shameless Jenny cried as she spoke.

“Ah! I’m going to kill you, you bastard!” Mike shouted as he tried to break free.

Mandy saw me coming and immediately shouted, “Melanda, come help!” I rushed over and together, we pulled Mike into the room. He was already very drunk by that time. With the boys’ help, we got him into the bedroom and pressed him to the bed.

“Mike is such a fool. Is it worth it to get hurt for that kind of woman?” Mandy said indignantly.

“Don’t talk about him like that. He’s a victim.” I immediately defended Mike.

“Okay, Melanda, stay here and take care of him. I’ll go out and see,” Mandy said and went out.

We were alone in the room.

I saw blood on Mike’s face and went to find a tissue before coming over. His eyes were closed and he was frowning. I didn’t know whether it was because of the betrayal or because of the injury. As I wiped him gently, I peeked at him.

He was my heartthrob! What a chiseled side profile. His eyebrows were thick and black. They didn’t need to be trimmed and were naturally perfectly shaped. He had deep chocolate-colored eyes, a straight nose, and soft lips.

How could such a beautiful person like him be betrayed by that kind of woman?! This was ridiculous! She didn’t cherish the person I treated as a treasure!

While I was deep in thought, Mike suddenly grabbed my hand, which I was cleaning his wound with. Then he rolled over and pressed me under him. I was stunned by this sudden turn of events. I tried to push him away, but his arm was so strong that he pinned me under him. Then, he kissed me passionately. First, my forehead, then my nose, and soon, my mouth.

“Mike, what, what are you doing? Let go of me!” I whispered as I struggle. I was worried about disturbing the people outside. This was so awkward.

He didn’t pay attention. He kissed me so roughly that I felt like I was going to suffocate. Then, his lips slid down my neck and shoulders. His hands started to wander all over my body before sliding under my skirt to start rubbing my breasts.

I was afraid, but also looking forward to it. This was my first time, and I was with the person I loved the most. I knew it didn’t seem right, and maybe, he wouldn’t even remember tomorrow morning, but I couldn’t seem to stop.

He lifted my dress over my head and lowered his head between my breasts. Then, he threw away my bra and grabbed one of my nipples. Both of us groaned. He started to run his tongue over my breast, and soon, his attention was diverted to my other breast while his other hand fondled my body.

Soon, his kisses start to travel down, to my stomach… and then, he took my underwear off. He gently licked my clit with his tongue. I moaned loudly. God, he was so good at this. I heard him moan from below and he licked faster. I felt like I was going to explode.

He licked and licked again, and new tingles and shivers filled my body. The feeling intensified when he inserted a finger inside me.

It hurted at first, but what I felt suppressed my uneasiness. Then I heard him mutter, “God, it’s too tight!”

He moved faster and faster, and some things started to pile up in my stomach. Finally, his tongue licked my clit even faster, and I exploded. Then he turned back and kissed my mouth.

I could taste and smell myself in his mouth. The feeling was so intoxicating. Then I felt him take his clothes off, and now, he was naked on top of me. He entered my body roughly, and I screamed in pain.

He moved faster and faster. Finally, the initial pain lessened, and ecstasy replaced the pain. He moved faster on me, and he growled hard. He thrusted into me, and I felt the same sensation in my stomach.

With one last thrust, we both groaned loudly from the release. We were both breathing heavily. He didn’t move from me. I thought he was asleep. Then, he rolled to the side and spoke with his back to me.

“Go, Jenny. We’re done. I don’t want to see your face again.”

Mike’s cold words were like a whip. My tears came quickly.

He thought I was Jenny! He thought he was having sex with his girlfriend! It was sex to vent, to say goodbye!

I was so stupid I thought he knew it was me. I stood up, picked up my clothes, and slowly put them on.

Tears streamed down my cheeks and my heart broke into a million pieces. Finally, I glanced at him again and left the room.

There was someone outside. I slipped out the back door. I’d better stay away from this house starting from tomorrow..