Kira Modest

Chapter 18

I open my eyes lazily. What's on me? A club dress? Damn! I hope the girls didn't see me in it. Why did I fall asleep in my clothes? Did I at least take off my shoes?
I uncover the blanket. Phew! Well, at least I managed to do that. Stop! So, what's the situation? Are the shoes in the hallway now? Oh no... They could have seen them. And how many questions will they have to answer later! I need to quickly hide them. I tiptoe into the hallway. Easy there, Kira. Don't wobble. Tequila still has its grip on me, seems like I'm sober, but my body sways. I peek outside the door. Are the girls asleep? What time is it anyway? Most importantly, they shouldn't see them. I grab the shoes and run, still swaying, back to my room. Strange... I don't even want to drink. I lie back in bed. Oh-h... I definitely won't be getting up from here today. I barely remember how I ended up in this bed. That last shot of tequila was definitely unnecessary.
Out of habit, I grab my phone to check social media. It's 01:45 AM. I'm sleeping for a long time. I open the messenger. There's a new message from someone named 'AV' with no profile picture. 
"My patootie, how are you?" 06:22 AM
A broad, serene smile spreads across my face. I figured out who it is... Andrey. And it's his typical style of messaging.
I check the time of this message. 06:22 AM. Wow. He messaged me back right away in the morning. His Maserati probably just got back home from the countryside that time. And he... Messaged... Me. I need to reply right away!
'Just woke up. 01:47 PM
It's crazy, I haven't drink like that in two years)' 01:47 PM
I need him to not think that I'm a sluttish alcoholic. But I really can't remember the last time I got so drunk. I want... I want him to like me... I want to interest him.
"So that's why you didn't give in to him?" The demon echoed with a malicious smirk that faded into the distance.
Leave me alone! But maybe that's why! Damn! What am I missing? Why do I want the same thing from all the men in the club? Why do I expect an invitation for a date from each one?! Why, Kira!? You want money, then love, then just sex. And how do I understand myself? To gain what you need, you must know what you want! And me! I always want different things! Or it is just my imagination... Because I haven't received everything from my 'want' list, except money. When I moved to another city, I hit my head against myself and opened up sides of myself that would never have been revealed if I had stayed with my parents. And now, the 'wants' have become even greater.
In response, I immediately receive a text from Andrey! Oh, come on, he read and replied at the same minute! He sent an emoji with a flexed arm, which indicates strength. By the standard, I should ask how he is. But it's not just because of politness, I genuinely care about how he's feeling. He drank quite a bit yesterday, too. He struggled to stay on his feet as he walked me to the car.
'And how about you?)' 01:48 PM
He immediately sends a text message. Well, well. He surprises me. Maybe I managed to pique his interest?
'Had a great time) 01:48 PM
Not enough sleep)' 01:48 PM
Did he enjoy our time together? He didn't get anything after all. He was heading for an orgy but got turned down by Kira.
'I slept well) 01:49 PM
How about my date?) Getting ready?)' 01:49 PM
Does he remember about it? Maybe I shouldn't have reminded him? I'm not really begging him this way, right? "You've already asked him." There's that evil little demon again. How do I chase him out of my head? Or has he made himself at home there?
'Your butt is lucky) 01:49 PM
Let's do it tomorrow, I'm catching up with my day now) 01:50 PM
At lunchtime (smiley with tongue sticking out and one eye closed)' 01:50 PM
Tomorrow. That just made me happy. I want to look stunning in front of him, not smell with alcohol. He's catching up with his day. So, it turns out he's not such a party animal as I thought. Nevertheless. Did he manage to have a great time and go to work early in the morning? Hm...he's even more admirable in my eyes. 
'Yes, I understand) 01:50 PM
The city should be visible well, and I won't see it at night, so let's do it tomorrow)' 01:51 PM
I'm giving him a discount on rescheduling our date. Let him not think that he set the time 'at lunchtime' just because it's convenient for him. No! Simply put, the city is hard to see at other times. Yes! In response, he immediately sends:
'(smiley with a kiss) 01:51 PM
Send your photo in bed' 01:51 PM
Well, there we go! Just as I suspected. Of course, he just wants to fuck you and that's it! Damn! I don't want 'just' and that's it! "Stripper," the little devil shouted. It seems to me he's already turning into an annoying demon. Nevertheless! I should try at least to steer towards something more than 'just'.
'Don't even ask for that) you know I won't send it)' 01:52 PM
Well, I made it clear to him yesterday that I won't be so easily accessible to him! Ah! I'm funny to myself!
'What a meanie' 01:53 PM
His message comes, and I think about how to reply. Nothing more interesting comes to my tipsy head except:
'I'm not a meanie, just a decent girl (laughing smiley)' 02:05 PM
I imagine how my demon laughs at this text message. He's bursting into tears of laughter even harder than the smiley I sent.  
'And very beautiful too (winking smiley)' 02:06 PM
I decide to give a compliment in response:
'Thank you) you too)' 2:06 PM
He noticed that I'm beautiful! Cool! That means he definitely likes me. I gave him a compliment back. It seems like people often compliment him. After all, he's handsome...
'I feel like there's quite the passionate slut inside you' 02:07 PM
He just can't finish this dialogue. I decide to play along:
'It's not just a feeling. But only with the man who deserves it)' 02:09 PM
"Or with the one who will shell out more dollars," the demon corrects. He got me! How much longer can he tease and mock. Who hired him for this position!? 
"Stop pretending to be someone you're not! Or do you want to nicely squeeze some cash out of him? If so, then I approve," the horned one replied again! 
"But I'm not pretending to be anything! This is me! I'm real!" I try to shout to prove it to him! My words are true! And I don't need a cent from Andrey! I liked him insanely before I even saw his property. I don't know why I'm so drawn to this man. Why his energy ignited mine so strongly. But I just honestly and selflessly want him.
'How interesting 02:10 PM
I want to meet her)' 02:20 PM
Andrey writes.
"Hah! He wants to meet HER! With that Kara, not Kira!" The demon burns in his self-satisfied fire.
He's right! Damn right! But you won't meet her! Never, Andrey! Just not you!
'If you're going on a date with me just to get sex, then no need.' 02:30 PM
I write this without fearing to hear a final rejection from him and never see him again if he really only wants that. And whatever happens, happens! I don't want 'just'! And if it comes to that, then better nothing at all! 
'Kira, I understand that you often think about sex, but not everyone does))' 02:34 PM
What a dushbag! Turns it into a joke. Apparently, he really wants to get my body and decides to sneak up on it unnoticed!
The phone in my hands suddenly starts vibrating wildly. In an excited state, I'm startled and almost drop it! Arthur! I pick up the phone.
"Hello," I start questioningly.
"My dear classmate, I hasten to inform you that there will be a mini-test on law tomorrow. It will affect the semester grade, so I advise you to at least attend class tomorrow."

"Oh," I sigh heavily and discontentedly, "you haven't been pleasing me at all lately, Arthur."
"I haven't been seeing you at all lately, Kira."
"Oh, come on, I was at the university recently!"
"You probably dreamt that" he smirks.
"It's not funny! Send me the material at least so I can prepare."
"Of course, I'll send it. I wouldn't leave you alone to face the bitter fate of a bad grade."
"You're very kind, my dear friend."
"Don't tease, or I won't send anything!" Arthur retorts boldly.
"Yeah, stop it." I smile widely. "I just missed you and the guys."
"We missed you too. In a couple of weeks, there will be a beauty contest, and Sansa is participating. You're coming, right?"
"Of course, I promised I would."
"Then get ready and see you tomorrow." He's so sweet and caring.
How did I end up with such a thoughtful friend?
"See you tomorrow." I stop the phone call, and the chat pops up on the screen.
Andrey. I haven't replied to him yet!
I need to change the subject. I don't want to end our conversation; I want to live in it forever.
'Have you even slept at all?' 03:17 PM
In response it comes:

'In general, with half an hour darting glances (smiley of monkey, which covers its eyes with its palms)' 03:17 PM
He messaged me again right in that minute! No, seriously, I definitely caught his interest!
"Hope so." The demon smiles crookedly and disgustingly!
Oh... His wandering hand on my body. As soon as I remember, all the places it wandered over immediately start tingling.
'And how do you manage your daily chores after a sleepless night?' 03:19 PM
I see the read receipt and eagerly await a response. I watch as he types a message and receive in reply:
'Seems like revving up and hitting your head against the wall' 03:21 PM
I imagine this scene in my head and quietly chuckle out loud.
'Oh-oh-oh, terrible. I guess you're often act like that' 03:22 PM
I reply, curious to know how much of a party animal he really is. Perhaps, the first impression of him is deceiving after all?
'Noooo' 03:24 PM
A long 'No' comes in response, which I can't believe, but I respond differently:
'I'll take your word for it)' 03:25 PM
He immediately replies to me:
'And what about you?' 03:25 PM
He's interested in how I'm doing. Is he interested? Beneath this question, he subtly hides the question: 'Do I often hang out with men?' Is this important to him? So maybe he does care after all?!
'I wouldn't say I go out often. I just don't drink much, so I feel good during the day.' 03:27 PM
The evening is approaching. I managed to get out of bed and prepare for the test. Andrey hasn't written anything else. Anxiety rises again. But he will write tomorrow, won't he? He must write! And I must look fabulous next to such a prestigious man, especially against the backdrop of Kyiv panorama. I definitely need to wear heels. My usual leather jacket and jeans won't fit into this picture. What about the top? Definitely not a dress! I've already gotten acquainted with his wandering hand a bit. It's dangerous to wear a dress to meet it; it will immediately slip underneath. But I want something subtly sexy. That leaves only pants. So, I need to figure out the top. I had a beautiful short, flowing blouse in blue. Blue suits me, so I'll definitely wear it. Damn! My motorcycle! Did it just stand near the club all this time? I hope everything's okay with it... And honestly, riding in the back seat of a Maserati was no worse than being behind the handlebars of a motorcycle. I want the same! It's stunning! Half white, half black. Black is the upper half: tinted windows and roof. He has good taste. I hope he'll like mine. I want him to see that I know how to dress and look good!