In a panic, I thrashed around violently on the bed, trying to get up quickly from underneath Fatih, and in the process, I lost my balance and fell off the bed.
"Ah!"
I had hit my head on the floor. I squeezed my eyes shut and pressed my palm against the throbbing spot. While I lay sprawled on the ground, Fatih woke up and sat up in bed. "Ece?" he said. "Are you okay?"
When the pain in my head subsided a bit, I opened my eyes slightly and looked at him from where I lay on the carpet. Damn it, he was naked! I quickly averted my eyes. Apparently, when he reverted to his true form again last night, the clothes I had put on Ceren had naturally become too tight for Fatih, and feeling uncomfortable, he had taken them off and continued his sleep naked.
"Please put something on, Fatih! When I look at you like this, it's a sin, I'm committing a visual sin because of you."
Thankfully, I had brought his clothes from yesterday to my room. I picked up the clothes piled on the floor and handed them to him. Fatih quickly started to dress.
Trying not to look at him, I felt around the carpet with my eyes closed, searching for my own clothes. Thankfully, I found a piece of fabric. As I stood up and hastily tried to pull my clothes over my legs, I lost my balance again because the sweatpants were too tight on me, and I fell to the floor once more.
"Ouch!"
The reason my sweatpants were too tight was because I was mistakenly trying to wear the smaller pair I had given to Ceren. Ugh! I was as clumsy as King Julien from the cartoon we watched!
"Ece, you keep falling. You're going to kill yourself. Be careful!"
"You don't get to talk, Fatih, it's all your fault anyway!"
Because I fell repeatedly, I must have made a wrong move, and a cramp-like pain shot through my left thigh, about a span above my knee. It hurt so badly that I bit my lower lip and writhed on the floor, rubbing the aching spot with my hand. "Oh, this cramp is killing me! I hope it goes away soon."
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it now," said Fatih after he put on his T-shirt and jeans. "I'm an athlete, I know how to deal with cramps."
He got off the bed, picked me up, and laid me back on the bed. Today, I couldn't seem to escape from Fatih!
He laid me on my back on the bed, then sat between my legs. He started massaging the aching part of my thigh with his hands.
"There was no need, really, Fatih," I said, embarrassed. My cheeks were burning. "It'll pass soon."
"A few minutes of massage will seriously reduce your pain," insisted Fatih. "If I don't do this, the pain will last for days."
"I'm really fine. Don't bother." I pulled the bedspread over my chest and between my legs, leaving only my legs exposed.
"It's no bother," said Fatih.
It was sinful for an unmarried man to touch an unmarried woman's leg, and normally if he tried to do this, he'd get a kick to the face from me. Like the fighter lemur girl Clover, I would normally take him down. But since this was a treatment method and he seemed to know what he was doing, I was behaving more peacefully and without kicks or punches.
What he did helped my pain significantly, but a few seconds later, my fear of God outweighed my pain, and to avoid sinning, I decided to tell Fatih to stop.
"That's enough. Thanks," I said, sitting up in bed.
"By the way," murmured Fatih. "I don't know if we drank too much, but for some reason, I can't remember how I got to your house or what we did together. Did we... do anything, Ece, if you don't mind me asking?"
"Nothing happened between us, Fatih," I explained. "After saying just yesterday that I'm not your type, you couldn't have slept with me in less than a day, could you?"
"You never know with these things."
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BLACK ROSE (COMPLETED)
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