The Gift

Chapter 9

IX. I've never been hurt before like I just did tonight. Either way, I've never been with the girl in a same room before as well. As I woke up, it's 2:30 a.m. I wander into her room and, I never thought that it would be more girly than I expected. Hidden files that she never let me look at before. I grin at her as I look her in her face while she's sleeping at the chair beside the bed where I laid. I look at her lips, tempted. Tempted to kiss that lovely lip of hers again.

I felt my hesitation moments later and decided to lift her into her bed. Lifting her is not very easy. She's too heavy for a not-too-skinny girl. I achieved to lay her into her bed without making any noise but, moments later, she starts to say words.

"Uhm... who's back there?" she said while she muffles.

"Hey... it's me, it's Jason." I whisper at her.

She quickly opens her eyes and look at me.

"Jason, you're still here. I thought you were gone..." she said.

"Well, I'm on my way now and I thought that it would be a cruel of me if I didn't say goodbye." I explained.

"Well, how's your wound?" She asked.

"I – I think, its better? Better." I answered her while holding at the wounded spot.

"Well, I think it's a good bye for now?" She asked me again.

I just turn at my back and looks at the window. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Imagining what ifs in my head. When I'm fully confident with this decision I have to make, I turn at her and went directly to her. I kissed her lips and she kissed mine. The feeling of it is like winter and summer met each other. I let our hands intertwined together and feel safe in each other's arms. I threw her into her bed and gently caress her feet. I feed my fetish with her feet and suddenly, I felt hesitation. I look at her face blushing red. I draw thoughts on my mind and I realized this might be her first time; this might be our first time.

"Are you sure we're going to do this?" I asked her gently.

She just looks at my eyes and nods herself.

I try not to be fool at this moment. This is the moment where I feel like myself. A place without cops, a place where there are no nightmares to chase me. The place that I was dreaming for. I kissed her forehead, down to her lips, to her neck to her breast, then to her abdominal. She suddenly stiffens at the moment I kissed her mons pubis. Her moan is unforgettable, just like an audio tape playing inside of me every moment of time. I got on my feet and unbutton my shirt. I look at her as I grin mines to hers. I removed my belts and take out my boxers. I continued kissing her in the hot blazing fire in our body surging through ever veins of mine. Enjoying every moment with her is the best thing I've ever done these past weeks.

I put out the condom in my wallet and grins at her face. I don't even think this is the first time 'cause I know, deep inside, indeed, this might not be the last time. I give my love to her; indeed, the pain is not that easy to handle. I enter into her inner goddess and the rest of the time was just amazing. Just amazing.

***

5:30 I woke up again. Her, she's still back at the bed. We're both naked to the truth that we both lost our "v-card" and that's not an issue. We both love each other and we know that. I wear my clothes and sneak at the hall. Then, I heard footsteps.

"Jason?" well, now I know who's talking.

I turn at my back, frightened as I saw Dianne leaning at the wall. Well, she wears her "nightwear" as she talks about.

"What are you doing here early in the morning?" She asked with a doubt in her face.

"Well, it's a long a story and I just have to get our coffee." I alibi.

"Our? Would it be Jean?" She continues to ask.

She walks near to the room of Jean and tries to open it.

"No, no, no, no, don't open it. She's still sleeping." I said.

Then, she drew a deep breath as she looks at me.

"Let's go to the terrace." She said.

"Okay, then." I said.

***

She holds her cup of tea while I hold my cup of coffee as she began to ask questions.

"So, you two "do" the thing, right?" she asked me.

"What do you mean?" I asked her like I don't know a single thing about it.

"Don't make any alibis that are too obvious. You have sex with her, right?" she asked.

"To be honest, yes." I answered.

"Well, she's not a virgin anymore so, thanks to you." She said.

"Why thanks me?" I asked her with full of questions in my mind.

"Well, I already told her to abandon her v-card to someone else but she couldn't." she said.

"Well, we both love each other." I said.

"I knew that since yesterday. But, I trust you not to break her heart." She asked me a favor.

"I promise." I swore.

"Very well then, you have to go now before dad wakes up. I just tell her you say good bye." She said.

Then, I followed her orders and before I leave, I kissed Jean for the last time on her forehead before I leave with the bike of the Voodoos.

I took my trail off and took a little detour before I returned to our house. I leave the bicycle near the lamp post when I saw cop cars surrounding my aunt's house. I saw my Dad had been handcuffed and ready to turn over himself to pay for what he think is right.

With all of my hatred in my heart, i still can't deny that he is my father, and he will always be. As I walked through the door, I feel my hesitation, and scared to see my father suffer even though I still hate him. I went near to my aunt and asked her.

"What's going on?" 

"Do you remember last night when you see your dad here? He is convinced then to turn himself over after seeing you. But, what he saw last night, it hurts him, a LOT. But still, he's happy to see you're okay, having the time of your life. Still, can't blame him." My aunt said while glancing here and there, panicking inside her nerves.

Not just her who's worried but the whole family is. If I never shut him off like that last night, would he still turn himself over? I don't know. I don't want to. I can't bear seeing my dad like that, I can't bear hearing bad thoughts from everybody, not again.