Delinquency

Chapter 12: Game

Everleigh

It was a Friday, so as soon as my tutoring session was through, my students were out of the study hall in a snap. On my way to my car, I could hear the students excitment. It was a Friday night after-all, which means there would be weekend frat parties.

I wonder if he's going...

I mentally slapped myself. God. What are these thoughts?

He managed to get off with a warning from the Dean even though he had done a pretty noticeable damage on Timothy's face. Since the rest of the boys stated that they were both pretty heated even before the practice started, which means their desire for a fight was mutual, even though Timothy's saying that he didn't say or do anything to him.

When I got home, I hopped onto the shower to wash away my sins for the day, and headed to the living room with my drink and laptop.

I took a sip of my wine while I typed a reply to a student's email. I shouldn't be probably drinking while messaging college students, but ever since Caelan came into my life, I felt like I had needed a drink. I stopped for a moment and reached for the bowl of frozen mini eclairs from the side table and popped them into my mouth.

And yes, I am having wine and mini eclairs for supper. A girl dinner as what my students would call it.

I was totally kidding about the escorts. I have never actually gotten one, not even at this age. I also have never experimented with guys because I was just really focused in school. I loved journalism and I wanted to have a good future in that so I dedicated all my time and effort into getting the degree and internships I needed, until I landed the job here in the Philippines, nine years ago. I was also totally truthful to Caelan when I said that I didn't do anything séxual with Delios.

There were many questions in my head. I don't know what he saw in me.

My escorts were...toys that I like to have fun with when I get lonely. Caelan's cóck was the first ever one I have ever put in my mouth. It didn't give me the appeal to try it until him. Flashbacks of what happened in my office floods through me. For a tormentor, Caelan is pretty clingy and really territorial that it scares me a little.

Because I knew that when it comes to me, he'll resort to violence.

My phone buzzed from the side table. When I grabbed it, I was expecting it to be him but then it was just a notification from one of the social media apps I have on my phone.

Weird enough, he didn't bother me after that thing in my office, but he was giving me the occasional texts, telling me to go home after school. He has access to the stick up cameras around my house, so he would know if I let someone come home with me. My finger tapped on the notification from the social media platform and I saw a page of one of the school's frat accounts.

Of course, wala sa litrato ang mga alak, they're all posing with 'cups of juices' but we all know that they have stash of CasaMigos and Pale Pilsen somewhere in the room. My finger was hovering over the post when I saw a picture of Caelan with the cheerleader captain, Bettany Castor.

His tattooed arm was around and they were both holding cups of 'juices'. When I swiped next, she was kissing his cheek and him making a face. They look comfortable with each other.

Are they sleeping together?

Caelan: wyd?

I rolled my eyes when I saw his message popped on top of my phone screen.

Caelan: srsly. don't ignore me.

Everleigh: emailing your classmates.

Caelan: send me a picture of your face.