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CHAPTER~3~ Reignited

I understand what it now means to expect the unexpected, I can relate to how beautiful and fucked up expectations could be. It is now 9:33 p.m. and I am in mixed feelings about opening a message. There's no other who can have me on a roller coaster of emotions other than Cocoa Cutie. It feels nice yet the high could make someone sick to the fucking stomach.

I could not believe she sent an in depth message!
She is on a date night at the movies with her boyfriend, she wants me to do everything that I said I could do, she desires me, she tried to forget my words and she couldn't. Yet, she is saying only once. Just to quench her thirst and we pretend like it never happened. In simpler words she wants to 'fuck and drop'. Doesn't matter, once is always better than zero chance at all.
I have yearned for this. Everything resurrected which was buried in my memory. She has opened a wound again, it's bleeding profusely. I am in need of her nursing; tonight will be a good, good, night. Message is just what I needed to sleep peacefully.

Awakened with a smile on my face, I took my phone to re-read because I wanted to be certain that it is a reality. It is!
I can exhale now, another text came in--- another desire, the distance did better apparently. She sends a sexy picture of what awaits me and I am excited beyond comparisons, she has me in her plans. Her caramel skin glows gold, reminding me of sunset, such purity. She's picture perfect, I have not lusted for such beauty as I do her. I zoomed left, right, center and I found no fault. I traced every inch of her body with my eyes and fingers, my phone must have felt violated.

She will be here in the evening and I can not wait, thinking about the trillion things I shall do that I exhausted my own mind. I won't disappoint, I better not. Minutes have never moved so slowly, I am watching the clock and time is slower than a sloth.

I felt the fuzzy feelings in my chest and as I licked my lips I imagined that it tasted of her nectar.

Though time was being a little bitch to me. I tried to find comfort from my cousin Diva who is known as my close friend, she is not fond of Cocoa Cutie, in her mind she thinks we are a recipe for disaster. A tragedy just waiting to happen. She does not understand why I feel the things that I feel.
She said, "just fuck her and move along."
She couldn't wait for us to pleasure each other but little does she know, I am not going to bounce back anytime soon from this affair.

"Quit with the negativity diva because I need your support."

"Relax...I got your back." She wasn't convincing.
"..0h! I want all the juicy details eh---" interrupted diva.

Just as I was going to give diva the story for the hundredth time as to how Cocoa Cutie and I met, there was a familiar message tone from my boo thang.

"Girl bye, let the games begin..she's messaging."

I could hear her sucking her teeth as she ended the call.

I plunged into the message and as I did, I felt like I was drowning whilst reading the lines.

"Kyat, I won't make it. I think it will rain, plus my mom mentioned she won't be staying over for the night...maybe some other time?"

Are you fucking kidding me!

I have waited all day for this only to be disappointed.

"Are you upset?"

I read but didn't bother to reply, that is an understatement and it insults me to even ask that.
She sent a photo of what I'll be missing, the fucking picture won't do me any justice. Yes, indeed we missed, what we won't know. What could have been that night. Sigh.

Fuck her, I don't care if the sky was falling or an apocalypse was happening---

She had to be here...

She had to be here in this damn bed.
I don't think I will be recovering from this anytime soon and I am to much of a tiger to be played with like a kitten, all this built up excitement for nothing.
She wished me good night promising there would be another time.

Fuck this.

I got out of bed to fix myself a drink, I am horny as a mother fucker. Masturbation wouldn't cut it for me, at least not for tonight.
I drank till I felt the floor was shifting beneath me, I needed to be intoxicated enough to have amnesia about my disappointing evening, as I struggled under my bedsheet with a pounding head, I am wondering what she is doing right now and is she even slightly thinking of me. Who am I kidding? She must have been sleeping like a corpse.

Insomnia the bad bitch.

She would not leave me alone and I could not free myself from her grips. Just my luck. It's already 2 a.m. and I will be moving like a zombie throughout the day, lack of sleep does that.
I could hear the roosters crowing from my neighbours yard and that added to my frustrations, thanks-so-fucking- much Cocoa Cutie that's all I could think of as I buried my face in my cotton soft pillow. I sang the alphabets and counted from one to a hundred, I was willing to do anything to fall asleep at this point, thankfully I started feeling drowsy.
I made an attempt to grab my phone next to me, clicked on her picture and I found myself feeling at peace. She is the last thing on my mind, occupying all of my thoughts and I knew that this feeling would not exit until she and I collided. I can't wait although I wasn't left with any choice. Like the saying goes--
tanto, tanto!