Sadistic Habits | 18+

thirty two

AALIYAH

While sitting in one of my many lectures for the day I found myself reminiscing on the weekend that had just passed by. Then I realised one of two things.

The first thing I realised was that Sergio had taken me out on my first proper date that consisted of activities I really enjoyed and we were in a surrounding that made me genuinely happy and best of all I had no idea what he was planning so I was genuinely surprised.

The second thing I realised is that I was falling for him. Something I didn't think would ever happen because as far as I was concerned, the relationship between us was purely sexual. Yes it was exclusive but it was only sexual.

At least that's what I tricked myself into believing when I agreed to his proposition in the first place. I still felt the after effects of our date. He had planned everything to perfection and put so much thought into it.

The painting he made me was on my dresser in my bedroom and I wanted to find a spot to hang it because it was absolutely beautiful. I got to see myself from his point of view. The image he painted really depicted what he saw while I was walking around in that bookstore searching for novels that I've been wanting to read.

Not to mention the fact that he was extremely talented. The painting was stunning.

Our professor was currently explaining what we needed to know for the upcoming examination period — which wasn't the slightest bit helpful because according to her we needed to know everything.

I was most probably going to find it extremely difficult to concentrate while studying because the only thing, or person, on my mind was Sergio. I didn't know if I was supposed to limit the amount of time we spent together and drive myself crazy in the process or if I should've just continued to see him and schedule those interactions around the time I'm meant to study and write.

We had Sociology last today so that was going to be fun, at least I'd have some eye candy to look at which normally helped me power through that last hour.

Our professor allowed us the last twenty minutes to go over some of the work that we completed and she said for these last two weeks we could ask her any questions regarding anything we didn't understand or that required a refresher.

I always took full advantage of the days leading up to the exams because the last thing I wanted was to fail. Rewriting a specific paper was a pain and honestly I couldn't deal with all of that stress and anxiety.

The twenty minutes had passed by fairly quickly and before I knew it I was packing up all of my belongings, placing them neatly in my tote bag and then left so I could meet Vanessa on the other side of the campus.

I made my way out of the classroom and turned left to make my way down the stairs, when I reached the end of the staircase Matthew was making his way up but stopped when he saw me. He smiled at me and greeted me politely so I reciprocated his actions.

"I feel like I haven't seen you in a forever." He said and I had to fight the urge to roll my eyes.

"Yes, well I've been really busy with all of my assignments and the random tests they keep throwing our way."

"Of course, and when we're in Sociology I know your best friend tends to keep you occupied." I shoved my hands into the pocket of my sweatpants and chuckled.

"That's why she's my best friend. It was nice seeing you though, I have to get going or I might just be late for my next lesson." I lied, I just badly wanted this conversation to end.

There was something off about this man that I couldn't quite pinpoint, his energy just didn't mix well with mine.

I didn't get the chance to walk off because before I could Matthew held onto my forearm. "Wait before you go, I wanted to ask you something." I looked down at his hand that was wrapped around my arm before looking up again to make eye contact with him.