FALLING IN LOVE AGAIN

CHAPTER FIVE; Sincere

CHAPTER FIVE; Sincere

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She was pulled out of the party.

Tyler was holding her wrist, dragging her out of the party effortlessly. Althea struggled in futility. She cursed herself for being weaker than the other. She gave up on trying to pry his iron-like hand off her wrist and sighed helplessly. He won't budge no matter how hard she tries, also, she's too lazy to try it again.

"Tyler," she called out. "Where are we going?"

They passed countless people, all of them ignoring the two. Althea did not dare to look at them, nor did Tyler.

They were passing through a dimly lit part of the huge asset mansion. She knew immediately what this place was for.

It's for those people who can't ignore their earthly lust and decided to engage in public sex. It's a place for those who want to quench their thirst. An unholy place.

She is already fifteen. She is fully aware that most of the girls her age lost their virginity to an asshole. Althea is not part of those outgoing and careless teenagers.

Having her tummy bloated for nine months is not ideal for her.

Although there are contraceptives, she was not that excited to explore the desires of the common teenager just yet. Being by herself and trying to pave her way towards an easy and laid-back life is her goal.

Tyler laughed. "I told you, didn't I? We're going to another place!"

Althea was dumbfounded by his attitude. In her eyes, Tyler is becoming more and more annoying. She can't help but force herself to a stop and yank her arm from his solid grip.

"Haaa?" She yelled in disagreement. "Did I even agree-"

Tyeler was pulled to a stop too. His grip on her wrist tightened and he suddenly pulled her towards him. She immediately stopped talking and crashed into his sturdy chest. Her nose hurts.

"That hurts!" She groaned. "What was that for?!"

"Quit struggling, woman!" Tyler said. "Or do you want me to lift you instead?"

Althea was petrified. Then an image of her being carried by Tyler in a bridal carry through the sea of people entered her mind. She almost short-circuited from the humiliation.

"Wha- Wha- what- what are you talking about?!" She stomped her right foot on the floor, furiously glaring at him. "I can walk, so let me walk, okay?! Stop dragging me!"

"What a shame," he muttered. "Okay!" He let her hand go before raising his two in surrender. He was planning on carrying her over his shoulder like a sack of rice.

'What a shame your ass!' she furiously grumbled inside her. 'If you want to shame yourself, shame only yourself! Don't drag me down with you!'

She was glaring at his back along the way. Althea knew she can't go away and escape from him. If she will, for some reason, walk in the opposite direction, he will surely drag her again. Worst, he might lift her and carry her towards who knows where.

Althea forced herself to calm down and recover her cool. After twists and turns, they finally saw an exit. They stepped out and were welcomed by the harsh wind of the winter. Althea involuntarily shivered.

"Here," she looked up. Tyler was extending his arm with her coat in his hand. Althea wanted to ask him when and how he got their coats, but, well, never mind. Something trivial like that is not worth mentioning. It's just a waste of time for both of them. Althea wanted this to be over with and go home.