Crush with Benefits

Assaulted

Pulang kelas, gue gak nongkrong lagi karena emang masih capek banget soal kemaren. Pengen langsung pulang dan rebahan di kasur sampe malem. Gue jalan ke parkiran mobil. Karena parkiran mobil ada di belakang gedung, jadi emang lumayan sepi. Pas gue jalan sendiri, gue berfirasat ada orang yang ikut jalan di belakang gue, tapi gue gak berani nengok.

"Ella!" Ah sial! Suara anak itu lagi! Gue tetep jalan normal kayak biasa, gak mau keliatan panik.

"La!" Dia yang jalan lebih cepat dan bersanding sama gue.

"Ella, dengerin dulu dong!" Akhirnya gue gak tahan lagi buat meluapkan emosi.

"Halah! Lo cuma minta didengerin doang, tapi gak pernah ngomong langsung! Tinggal ngomong aja susah banget!"

"Okay. I like you too. I adore you too! I love you too since the first time we met again. I know I'm wrong and such a coward. Please, give me one more chance to fix it. Please!" He begs with his puppy eyes, but I don't want to fall for it again.

"Your existence made me destroyed!" I continue my walk to the parking lot, but he grabs my hand, pulls my body closer to him, and blocking my way.

"I don't want to let you go before you gimme a chance!"

"HOW DARE YOU TO FORCE ME, HUH?! EVEN OUR PLAY IS GAME OVER, BUT YOU STILL CANNOT ORDER ME! YOUR PRIDE STILL BELOW MY FEET!" I push him away and taking my hand back.

"PLEASE!" He grabs my hand again.

Karena emosi gue udah memuncak, gue tarik aja tangannya ke kamar mandi deket sini yang selalu sepi. Gue dorong paksa dia ke bilik paling ujung kamar mandi dan kunci pintunya.

"Punish me, please ...." He leans on the wall with resigned expression.

I slap him roughly, then I suck his neck and biting it until it's bleeding.

"AHH—MPPH—" I covers his mouth with my hand while my another hand touching him.

After I see the blood and red mark on his neck, I move to his lips and biting it until it's bleeding too.

"Master—ahhh!!!"

"NEVER CALL ME MASTER! I'M NOT YOUR MASTER ANYMORE!" I hit his balls until he gets weak.

"Beatrice ...." He can't stand properly, but I don't care. 

I force him to come and making him more tortured.

"Please stop it, Estella! Please! Please! I can't hold it! Pleasee, Estella Beatrice!" He mentions our safe codes, but I'm not down into it anymore. So, I still continuing it.

He tries to push my hand away, but I refuse to do it. I keep rubbing it faster until his body can't resist it anymore. I stop when he cries and falling on the bathroom floor after the third come. I look at him from his head to toe. So weak, pathetic, and blood on his lips and neck. His breath is panting and short. You can't go home with this condition, Mischa.

Gue jongkok di depannya untuk menyetarakan posisi kepala kita.

"Hope this assault traumatized you and you don't want to know me anymore." Then, I stand up, but still looking at him on the floor.

He lifts his head and looking at me deeply.

"No, I'm not. Can you do it again?" DAMN! DON'T YOU REALIZE THAT THE TEARS AND BLOOD ARE BECOME ONE ON YOUR FACE?!

I just spitting on the floor before exiting the bathroom and slamming the door hardly.

Gue merasa puas, tapi juga kasian. Dia ... bisa pulang kan? Apa gue terlalu kasar ya? Ah udahlah. Jangan meninggalkan jejak dengan berlama-lama di sini!