𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟑

Mysha

I take a puff of my cigarette and let the smoke out. As I continued to stare at the cigarette, I saw that it was turning slowly to ash after only a little flame. Cigrate is a lot like life. And life is turning to ash after a little bit of chaos and insanity.

"Mysha. Would you like coffee?" Somehow, Derek's voice breaks through my overanalysis.

"No." I want to smoke right now, nothing else.

I've only known about Eiran's reality for the past two days. I pushed against the walls of hell because of this reality about him.

"May I ask you a question?" I told him that although I still had a lot of unanswered issues, it was important to address this one.

"Why not?" With composure, he said.

"What made you stalk me?" I inquire, sounding both cool and harsh at the same time.

"Just because I had the thought, what if Eiran tried to kill you or did something to you." He responded coolly. However, I don't believe this to be accurate. He probably stalked me as a result of his research. I remained silent.

For now, neither of us is speaking.

"There's no remedy for memory your face like a melody, it won't leave my head" Derek suddenly remarked, in a soothing, silky voice, the lyrics of one of my favorite songs. I'm looking at my cigrate, which I'm holding between my index and middle finger, and those lines gave me a small smile.

He is aware of my favorite music, which is a fun fact. Lana Del Rey's "Dark Paradise" is eerie. Right now, the lyrics really spoke to me. Although I had heard this song a lot earlier, it had never had the same impact on me as it does now. There is no cure for my memory. However, it was once remarked that 'you feel the lyrics when you're sad and the music when you're happy.'

I move my hand so that my cigarette is crushed in the ashtray. Now my smile is practically gone. Nothing seems to be able to make me happy these days. I'm sinking rapidly into hell. But in my worst scenario, what can I do?

"Mysha. You have to move on." Derek remarked, taking a seat next to me on the bed. He's staring at me too, I realized as I turned to face him.

"I'm not able to," I stumbled over my words. My eyes are beginning to well up with unshed tears. As I speak, I run a hand over my head.

"You're capable of it. I've never met someone as strong as you." Placing one hand on my shoulder, he spoke. He's doing everything he can to get me over this trauma. However, there's a part of me that refuses to let go. I'm getting scared and guilty at the same time.

"We can begin at the beginning of things." He said, holding my hands and looking straight into my eyes. What is he saying? starting of what with Derek? In response, I frowned at my eyes. And what does he mean to say?

I'm looking him in the eyes, which causes my heart to race. I can feel the sudden spark inside of me making my face heated. His face is quite close to mine. I can even feel his steaming breath graze my face.

Suddenly, he planted a kiss on my lips. I'm taken aback by his abrupt behavior. I didn't push him away from me at first, but I also didn't react to his kiss. He pushes away from me when he is short of breath.

With a face-rubbing motion,"I'm sorry-" he apologized profusely for his actions. He stops talking in the middle of his statement, and I say, "It's fine."

Tension is rising between us, I can tell. The circumstances are becoming heated. Screw it.

I look up to see him. And so did he. Fuck it. I saw the darkness creep into his green-hooded eyes.

We simultaneously kiss without exchanging a single word. Fuck it. What on earth am I doing? Derek kissing me was not what I expected.

The kiss seems possessive, I can tell. I barely cup his face as he runs his hands over my back and waist. I'm starting to feel hot and sweaty from the unexpected feeling.

We're both out of breath now. He softly pulled me away. Dear God. I just gave Derek a kiss. I never would have thought that I would kiss him.

I was forced to lie down on the bed by his push against me. Still, I don't mind. Perhaps I want him now. At the moment, I need him. He's on top of me now. I can feel his neck being brushed by his warm breath.

Everything is rising so quickly. I don't even have time to second-guess what I'm doing. Am I currently doing everything correctly? I have no idea, and I don't really give a damn about right or wrong. All I want right now is him.

I suddenly realized that I was wearing the ring that the Eiran had given me.

I replied to Derek, "Wait," as I removed the ring from my finger. I placed the ring on the adjacent table. Derek is watching me. After witnessing what I just performed, he remained silent.

I did, after all, shove his face up against mine in order to kiss him. I give him a forceful, passionate kiss. My kiss barely registers on his lips before he reacts.

He then took off his t-shirt. I see the muscles forming in his biceps. I caressed his abdomen with my fingertips. I can't resist the allure of his hands' veins. I also remove every article of clothing. Right now, only my underwear and bra are on.

I lured him by running my fingers over his abdomen while he ran his hands over my bare flesh.

He reluctantly removed my underwear while I removed my bra. Derek is on top of me and I'm lying down, absolutely nude.

He got up to take off his trousers. I can see how big it is. It's crazy. He removed the condom packet from the closest door to his house and placed it there.

I'm moaning right now because he's stroking my vagina with his fingers. His fingers are moving so quickly that I can feel shivers running down my body.

I crossed my legs and he placed them over his abdomen. I think I got a red mark from his barely there slap on my bare back.

Then, with hesitation, he inserted his manhood within me. I let out a loud moan at his enormous manhood. He then starts biting and licking my chest while quickly moving his manhood inside of me. I dug my nails into his shoulders to feel the quick movement of his manhood. He'd definitely have marks on his shoulders from my nails.

He looks very attractive. He's giving me one bone inside of me while he's on top of me. I never would have considered this. I'm not feeling anything during this sex with him. I'm probably wanting betrayal or revenge, which is why I'm doing this. Or am I even unsure of my desires?

I'm sorry for betraying Eiran. But compared to what you did to me, this betrayal is nothing.

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