I'm condemned to have Sex

Chapter 2

I was already early for my accounts classes the next morning, I quickly put on my blue skinny jeans red vest and put my hair in a bun and grabbed my blue bag pack before I leave. I was way too hyper from last night and couldn't sleep back when I got home. What had me up also was Liz. I couldn't stop thinking about her, her beauty and the power that overwhelmed me when we kiss.

I wonder what she was, I had never met anyone like her. It was a weird feelings I was getting about her, the attraction was way too strong than any normal man or woman I've encountered for years. I never grew feeling for them and I could easily forget about them, but she got me thinking about her all night and even now.

My classes wasn't that full during the day, everybody was either tired or maybe still partying from this long college football weekend. So classes just phase through the day for me.

I had to get in contact with Liz somehow and the only way was through Dr. David John. I skipped the rest of afternoon classes and headed to the closest cafe I know.

When I got there I looked for an empty table in the corner of the cafe close to an open window.
Here was my usual hang out spot, it was a pink and black girly Gothic theme cafe, decorated with pink orchids, black roses and pretty unusual skulls. I like the atmosphere here it was different and I was so intrigued by the amount of emo\gothic\punk people that came in here from wherever just to fit in and feel comfortable.

Today was Wednesday and low indi-rock songs played throughout the cafe and people were about their business. I took out my phone from my backpack and buried my head searching in my long contact list for Dr. John's number.

I decided  to text him
Sweety can you give me the number of the girl from last night? I mean Liz's number. Xoxo thanks.

"Hey is this seat available?" a female asked.

I was too focus in my phone typing the message, I didn't notice who was in front of me.

"Yea yea..."
I looked up. And there Liz was standing there smiling at me.
She was dressed in grey long tights, baby pink short vest and a blue gym back over her shoulder. Her hair was in a high one and she was wearing a big black square frame glasses. She had a lot of tattoos on her arm and torso and a big eight arrow star on her chest. Her tattoos were mostly of snakes with different sizes all wrapped up around each other along her arm, I find it so creepy because it looked so realistic, also it was odd seeing them today instead of last night.

"Oh yes have a seat." I said with a smile.

I quickly erase my text...

"You remember me?" I asked.

Now realising it was a stupid question to ask in the first place, I bow my head and try to fiddle with my phone, hoping she doesn't react arrogant.

"Of course! Who could forget the fun we had last night with you? It's been a while since I had such a fiery sex like that. You were like a fucking sex goddess" She said.

I smile. I feel so nervous and sweaty around her. There was a awkward pause. I looked straight at her tattoos.

"Umm I never see those tatts before"... STUPID WAY TO START BACK A CONVO ..."what do they mean?"

"Ahh these are nothing. I saw them, they looked cool and decided, 'you know what' they'll look great on me." she said. "And by the way my real name is Kamila."

"I know Liz was just a made up name. So where you from? You kinda have a accent." I said.

Why do I talk too much?

"Well I grew up most of my life here in New York, but I was born and raise in Cairo and move here with my parents when I was 15." Kamila said.

"Oh ok that's nice, so what are you doing in here?" I asked.

"Everyday I take a afternoon run and when I'm done I come in here for something to snack on..." Kamila said.

Hmm got to come here everyday now.

"... What brings you to this place?" she asked.

"Here is where I cool my head from a lot of things or just chill." I said.

"So a hot girl like you by yourself in this place? Where's your boyfriend?" Kamila asked.
She leaned forward with one hand resting on her chin while the other creeping up on my hands across the table.

I saw her essence raising in a bright yellow over her body. And with that I was hungry.

"Are you flirting with me?" I said with a cocked smile

"Hmmm, you think so?" she asked.

"Yea, I mean I could practically see... I mean it looks like you're doing it, which is making me hungry." I cheekily said.

Kamila narrow her eyes at me and study my face for a second.
I study her too.

"What?" I asked.

"Ah nothing...." Kamila said while pulling her hands away from me, her essence slowly disappears over her head. "... So what's your career choice?"

My appetite was cut.

"Accountant, I'd like to become an accountant, I like managing and keeping records, maybe I should manage money." I said.

"I like that, maybe you could manage my money someday..." Kamila said.

I smile.

"...Its getting late for me I gotta go, maybe I'll see you tonight or some other day."

She pick up her gym bag, push up her glasses and raise up from her seat to leave.

"Wait!" I said.

Kamila turn around.

"Can I see you tomorrow? I asked.

"Sure yes." she said, while give a wink.

I sat there watching her from head to toe as she walk out.