Waxing Crescent (Completed)

Denial

Vee Vivis

I walk away from that empty classroom where I left Mark alone as fast as I could. I can feel my hands shaking uncontrollably. The farther I get from Mark, the lesser my hands shook. If I stayed any longer, I don't know what I may have done to that child.

I just did that unlikely move to that kid! My lips are still burning from that steamy kiss we shared. And I can still feel my heart's erratic pumping even though the kiss ended for quite a while now.

I was so angry that I wasn't able to control myself when that kid gave me his evil smirk when we were at the cafeteria. I don't know why it bothered me so much when I heard the kid's laughter. I know he wasn't laughing at me though. Sometimes a human's reason is so complex. You are being slapped with the truth but you can't make yourself think accordingly.

His laughter clouded my vision and I carelessly made that outrageous act to Mark. I realized what I just did and started to notice the other students whispering while glancing at me as I pass by them at the hallway. I failed to notice any of this since the moment I dragged Mark away from our friends and Ploy. Ploy! I stop walking when the sudden realization came. I smack my face over my own stupidity.

How can I forget about Ploy like this? Was I overjoyed when she came to comfort me and did those loving gestures in front of my friends? How come one laugh from an insignificant kid made me forget about Ploy's presence? Urgh. I ruffled my hair out of frustration.

I left my bag at the cafeteria but I have no plans of returning at that place. I can't handle what my friends would say nor the judging looks from the other spectators present when Mark and I made a scene. I headed straight up the building's rooftop. I'll  just message one of my friends to bring my bag to me later. That friend must be Bar. He is the less talker and the one who can understand me the most. Yiwah might frantically be looking for his junior code line right at this moment and I'm 100% sure I would get a proper scolding from her later on.

I reach the top of the building and open the door that leads to the rooftop. The wind that greeted me helps calm my nerves. I can feel my heated face slowly cooling down. The view is not that splendid but this is the best part of the school to be with right now.

I started thinking of Mark again. Was he still in that deserted classroom? Where will he go after? Will he be brave enough to go back to his friends and face his seniors? What will he tell them about me and how I acted earlier? How will he explain his bruised lips that I have bitten? Did he liked my kiss at all?Why am I thinking about him this much?

"Ooooooooiiiiiiii Veeeeeee you donkeeeey!!! Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!" I screamed my frustrations out while I hold my head that is about to explode from all this over thinking.

I was a little over board though telling him that I wanted him to be mine right then and there. But I wasn't expecting him to agree that easily. I was caught off guard when the kid just nodded at me. He looked so dazed and dreamy that I almost devoured him. Did he lose his mind when I dragged him too harshly?  Or did he hit his head when I pushed him roughly at the wall?

His personality is never the submissive type. I've seen him arguing with Seera back at the club and when he talked to me arrogantly in the cafeteria. He is no softie at all. His mouth can be so foul that I expected him to lash out at me after I kissed him unwillingly and told him he must belong to me.

But instead, he just nodded silently and looked at me dreamily. What is he up to? Is it possible that the kid likes me? It can't be! That kid loathes me. I saw how he mocks me as he stares at me with his piercing eyes that night in the club and earlier at the cafeteria.

Does this mean I can do whatever I want with him? He agreed to it didn't he? So I can really.....Urgh!

I almost hit my head when Mark's sexy and pleading image floods my impure thoughts. That kid drives me crazy! Iam not into boys! I have  never liked a man before. I like pretty girls like Ploy who is very feminine and soft. Mark is far from soft and feminine! I can't even compare him to my gay/transgendered friends who dresses like a woman and moves like one. Mark just acts normally like any typical college guy. I'm not so sure about her sexual preference though but he is just like any straight you see everyday. Only that his skin is fairer like a woman's. His waist is so slender and I probed it when I grabbed him earlier. His lips are not as soft as a woman's but still softer than mine. In short, Mark is just beautiful.