Unofficially Mine

Chapter 7

2 yrs ago, India

My head hurt like hell, like the whole zoo decided to go on a rampage there.

I blame Axel for this.

I lost count of the times we met up. I get back home around 4 after our secret rendezvous and that gives me around 2 hours of sleep.

My family is strictly catholic and so we attend Mass every single day; early in the morning, when it still looks like midnight and even the earliest bird to catch the worm is probably snoring somewhere.

At least it's online Mass now thanks to covid. I hated dressing up so early I the morning.

After the final 'Amen', everyone was busy scrambling to go and do whatever they wanted to do, and then I met my mom's eyes.

I shouldn't have, dammit.

I could read the threat for my life in them. It dared me to move from my spot.

I was trying to stand up but I froze midway, that I looked like a hunchback.

"What mom?", I asked with a tired sigh. I was waiting to go to the washroom and sleep. Yea, you heard me right. Once we wake up, we weren't allowed to go sleep during the daytime, unless you were on the verge of death from some flu.

"You think I won't notice you dozing off with your mouth hanging open, waiting for the flies to come and have a picnic there? You are the eldest. If you don't set a good example, what should I say about the rest. I've told you a million times, no phones after 11. There was this girl, who used her phone when......."

I zoned out after that. I loved my mom to death, but right now I wanted to sleep. My poor mom. If she knew what I was upto at night, she would have a coronary. From the way I was brought up, I knew what I was doing was terrible.

But Axel was irresistible. He was so beautiful. He makes me do everything that I'm not supposed to do. He's costing me my ticket to heaven.

And am I able to control myself? No. I keep throwing myself on him every single time.

Damn you, Axel!

I had absolutely no mood for classes. I was busy thinking about the time we spent earlier; the things he said and did to my body. All those thoughts send a delicious shiver down my body. I was tiny and he was large. He could wrap the whole of me in one hand.

We even talk about marriage and kids, which is probably incited by the heat of the moment. When I'm wrapped in his arms, it's easy to believe how amazing future could be.

I guess this was why people say, when you're in love you're blind. Blind to the reality of life, the responsibilities you have to take, the consequences of our actions, the reaction from society.

Wait. Love? Am I really in love? Is this what it feels like? I always thought I was just extremely infatuated with him.

Ugh.

Feelings were so complicated. I kept it aside to sort them out for when my head wasn't about to explode.

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It's been a month and I still haven't sorted things out. All I knew was that, my feelings went haywire around him. They were uncontrollable.

I kept meeting him. I wanted his bare body on mine. I wanted complete skinship. And that scared me. I was so clouded by this feeling. I was scared I'll do things that will destroy our futures.

It didn't matter if his breath had hints of garlic in it. Or if he hadn't washed his hair in a week.

Not that I always smelled like a flower garden...or that I wash my hair daily. Hell, I only wash it twice a week. I hope he wouldn't figure that out. I sincerely hoped he wouldn't lose consciousness after accidentally inhaling my hair; I definitely couldn't drag his heavy body which weighed like a ton of bricks (despite him not having much meat on the bones) to his house.

What would I tell his family?

'Oh hey Mrs. Davis. Fancy seeing you here', it's her house you stupid girl 'I was just...um..walking around at night. Oh it's 3am...haha...right...I found your son lying like the dead...somewhere...' definitely not because he smelled my dirty hair.

Right. Not a conversation either of us would enjoy.

But.

When he discovered the various parts of my body with his mouth, I wanted him in me. I hated the distance. I wanted his lips and hands to brand me everywhere, mark me as his.

What is this lust doing to me?

Lust was a powerful emotion. And a powerful sin. It is a slow burn that builds up into a raging fire and if you were not careful, it could consume you whole.

Today, I felt like I was in the process of getting completely incinerated by that fire. We couldn't keep our bodies away from each other even for a moment.

But he had enough common sense to stop it before it got out of hand. I knew I couldn't. But thankfully he did. I would've regretted losing my virginity before I got married but thankfully he came down from the high.

We were both panting and I was slowly coming down from that euphoria.

Suddenly, my phone lit up with an incoming call. In confusion, I looked at it and instantly crashed down to reality.

It was a call from my mom.

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Hey Readers,

Sorry for any errors that may have found their way here unknowst to me.
You can point them out if you spot those traitors.

Thanks!

And...happy reading!

Love,
GJM