Addiction (Relaunch)

Chapter Seven : Questions

***Ashlynn's POV***

I walked back up to my apartment, absorbing everything that has happened before me earlier today. From thinking about another man, to getting drunk in front of my crush and impliedly rejecting my crush. Sighed. 'Why are you like this, Ash? You have been longing for him. Why did you ruin the mood?', my inner subconscious self scolding myself yet again.

As I get closer to our apartment. I stood behind the front door and put my ears behind them to check if Alex is home. 'Nope, dead silence.' I looked at my watch, it's almost 12 midnight, where could he be? It's a Thursday night, the club closes on a Thursday night. I took a deep breathe, absorbing all my thoughts, worries, concerns and opened the door before me. Within plain sight, there was just an empty living room before me and I have been exhausted throughout the night. He hasn't been back home for days. I really wonder if he really does live here or this place is just a shell for him to bring girls over and have sex. I put my thoughts aside, walked to my room, undress, wrap myself up in my pink towel and head out to the bathroom. I need to wash away everything that has happened today. From thinking of Alex on my date with my crush to my crush confessing to me on our first date and us kicking it off on the first date. What's worst is I made him think that I'm not interested in him when I just have plenty of things going on with my mind. 'Am I thinking too much?'

I got out of the shower. 'Hmm...already 1 in the morning, it seems like he isn't going to be home anytime soon.' I slid on my long white pyjamas and panty. I sneaked out of my room to peek if Alex is home. 'Nope. I don't think that he will be back tonight again.' Casually, I head out to the living room, opened the fridge to grab the week-old popcorn I bought since Leila's last sleepover and slouched unto the couch to get a cozy netflix and chill on my own. I switched on the TV and start scrolling away finding movies to binge-watch, 'What should I drown my sorrow in today? Romance? Nope, I'm done with all these dramas for the day. Action? Not something I would want to see myself in after all the actions I'm missing out on with my crush tonight. Horror? Horrow huh? You wouldn't dare.' , my subconscious self daring myself to watch a horror movie on my own. For some reason, I decided to brave myself and turn on the infamous horror movie of all time, The Ring. Gosh, I must be out of my mind after everything that happened today. I probably am looking to scare my brains out and scream my lungs out as I pressed play.

Halfway through the movie, the scene of the girl crawling out from the well was getting to me until the building's electricity suddenly shut out. 'Shit' I screamed my lung out. 'I'm gonna die now, right? Is that girl going to come after me now?'. I could remember myself running to find the switches as I frantically try to switch them back on but they are not working. I screamed as I cried and dashed to my room to get my phone, my only life saviour I could think of at that time. As I was dashing to my room, a figure before me rushed over and all I could think of that time was, 'She has got me. The ghost has got to me.' I cried.

The lights turned back on. "Seems like you are actually afraid, huh?", this familiar voice was speaking over my head as I cried myself up his chest. I looked up, 'It's Alex'. My body is curling up to him like a koala bear hugging a tree and his hands were wrapped around my thighs as they are clasping unto him for protection. Our body is wrapped tight among each other and I could feel this weird electrifying feeling tingling beneath me. 'Its his bulge', I shouted and pushed him away as I come to realisation that it's a prank he pulled on me, "Put me down!", I yelled. He tightened his hands around me by moving both his hands up further to my waist. "You have a very small waist.", he teased. I screamed in disbelief and pushed him further away from me. "Put me down!", I yelled again. He tightened his hands around me again. His left hand around my waist and right sliding up my back. "If you keep pushing me away, I will not let go." I sighed in defeat. My body is no match for his build. I can't even push him away with all my force. "What do you want from me?", I yelled. He smirked as he scanned me from top to bottom. My womanhood could feel his bulge right beneath him, shielded between a line of my cotton panty and his spandex trousers. "Why are you walking around the house without pants and bra as if you're desperate for my attention?", he teased with a mischievous smirk around his face. "It's none of your business.", I yelled again, pushing him further away. He smirked again, "Do you realise that what you are wearing is see through?". My eyes popped open as I looked down and my body automatically jolted towards his chest, hovering over him, preventing him from seeing anything. "Can you please let me go?", I begged as I squinted my dried-up tearing eyes. My hands grabbing the front of my shirt my head was on his chest.