INDECISIVE ✔️

CHAPTER 8

Nate's p.o.v.

(Warning : Rape content below. Skip if triggering)

"Yo!!This party is lit man!" I yelled over the music, looking around us. The house was filled with girls, I mean gorgeous, sexy looking girls with nice bodies. I took a long sip from my drink. I had taken so much drink and even sniff few of my hard drugs that Chris didn't know I brought along. What's a party without Ice, Milo, Cocaines, Indian hemp or pot? I'd distributed few to some of the guys that care for and had the rest for myself.  "Trust me man. I throw the baddest party ever!" Chris yelled, spanking some random girl on ass. She throw him a flirtatious smile and one long look from Chris and a knowing smile, I knew he had a business to take care of – Or maybe some pussy to fuck.  I chuckle, shaking my head before bringing out my Cocaine and sniffing little. This feels so good. I close my ears , laughing to myself. I feel high, but I was used to the feelings. Being high doesn't make me insane , I actually know what was going on around me. I could control myself. One thing I love about hard drugs and sex, they keep you sane, entertained and make you crave for more. Getting addicted isn't bad... You just make sure you don't get run out of money to get more drugs–pure logics.

Staggeringly standing from the couch at the end of the corner, I staggered toward the crowd, feeling so lightheaded. I was walking upstairs, toward Chris room when I bumped into someone. Her cute ass was what I sighted when she bent to retrieve her stuff from the floor. The backless red strap gown remind me of someone –Stephanie. The girl before me seem to be so wasted and doesn't look at all like Stephanie. The face was perfectly tanned, she was beautiful and look odly familiar–Esther?. What was she doing here? Her eyes was looking drowsy, hardly opened. "Nate?" She asked, looking unsure and not quite collected. I couldn't respond, my eyes was just fixed on one thing –her clevage. Her breast was visibly, making my pant twist. I could feel myself getting so hard and I couldn't control myself. I have always thought about fucking her. Whenever am with her, I just think of just one thing –what my hands could do to that perfect body of hers. I was so close to finding out but she stopped me. I was so furious when she did but pretended everything was good. No girl have ever turned me down on sex but she did. How dare she? I guess I could finally have my way tonight!.

And just my luck, she was heading towards me when she collapsed, passing out on the floor. A smirk crept to my face as I picked her up, heading for Chris room. Slowly laying her on the bed, I could already feel her aroused. Am sure she wanted this and was just pretending to pass out. She's shy to tell me what she wants me to do. she look so sexy in her gown. Those clevage am sure she wants only me looking at. She looks so beautiful, very beautiful but I just get mad when she pretends to be a virgin. Acting all like a Miss perfect. I guess we'd find out today how still intact she was and if she has actually never slept with any guy. Her pussy was what drive me crazy. I never wanted to say yes to her suggestion of a relationship. Heck! I only wanted us to have sex and keep having sex. She couldn't fuck with any guy and I shouldn't love her– I only wanted the sex. She was mine , mine to fuck, mine to treat however I like. She's my bitch but she rejected me– Nathan Andrew of sex. She should never have.

Ripping her clothes off her, I got so hard at the sight of her undies. I knew she must have had it in mind to fuck me tonight that's was why she's paired in my favourite colour. As much as I'd love to  admire her black lace matched undies, I didn't have time for that. Ripping them off her, her nipple were pointed at me, standing firm. I tower over her and aggressively begin to suck her breast hard. I keep sucking and biting like my whole life depended on it –Maybe it does. My nails mistakingly drew blood from her boobs from how hard I was gripping–Her bloods only turns me on badly. Licking them off her, I inserted my finger into her pussy, she wince, a tear fall down her cheeks but her eyes were still closed. I fasten my pace, sliding in and out of her, moaning diligently just how she'd want me to. Unbuttoning my Jean trouser with so much difficulty as I keeps feeling myself getting drowsy and Staggering, I manage to unhook it.

Esther would want me to be gentle. She'd want me to feather her with kisses. She won't want me to rush things. She loves gentle but, Esther's opinion doesn't count.

I grip my hand around her neck,choking her hard, sucking and biting her lips. I kissed her with forced, knowing I was hurting her, but I loved it. I love how I have power over her and could do what I wanted. " WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!!" A annoying voice I assume was my brain said but I just focused on one thing–Esther's virgin pussy. I was about slamming badly into her when a very strong hard pulled me back, and before I know it, a fist collided with my face. I just kept seeing the punches coming, the kicking, slamming against the wall. I couldn't recognize the fellow as my vision became blurred. The pains didn't stop, the kicking didn't stop and suddenly, I was consumed with darkness.

A/N: What are you opinion on Nate's behavior? Would you blame it on hard drugs, alcohol or pure wickedness and cruelty?

Most importantly, do you support Esther's abuse of Alcohol and insensitive behavior? Who would you blame for the incident? Esther? Nate? Stella or Joy? And again, Who was this stranger? Was  this going to be the last time Esther would encounter with him or the thing called fate would bring them back together? Even if it did, would Esther recognize or remember him helping her? Would Esther even remember what happened at the party at all?

So many ifs and would

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