Indecent Saint

Chapter 2

*Renar's House*

"Home so early? Guess there really Is a first time for everything." Dylan, his cousin, chuckled while glancing at Renar then at his cell phone screen which read 21:17.

"How'd it go? With Anayah..." He trailed off.

"Perfect. She wants me. She's just playing hard to get."

"What happened? What makes you so certain?"

"Dude, she was flirting with me. With her damn sexy British accent." He smirked.

"Renar, Anayah flirts with everybody, but we all know she's a good girl. She just seduces guys, makes them fall for her, then she'll break their hearts in the worst possible way with this stupid statement 'OMG, you took all that seriously? I was just joking, I'm sorry. Not my fault everything I say is so smooth and sexy' Gosh!" Dylan mimicked Anayah with lustful eyes which made Renar laugh out loud.

"Dude she fooled you so good. Why can't you get her out of your head? And that's not just a 'statement'. You practically just told me her whole life story, you obsessed weirdo, memorizing her getaway lines like that."

"I'm not obsessed. I truly love her. But she just led me on. The only thing we did was kiss. Anayah is a virgin. It was like every time I touched her intimately, she got scared and pushed me away. All the guys she 'fooled', confirmed that fact. She's afraid of having sex? I don't know."

"What kind of temptress is afraid of sex? Oh well, in that case, I'd be more than happy to get into her pants. It's pure and holy and stuff." Renar joked, "And besides, I'll make her pay for telling me that I'm not her type. I'm everyone's type."

"Not mine." Dylan rolled his eyes.

*Back at Anayah's house*

"Anayah! I bought you that car because you told me it'd be embarrassing for me to drive you to school at your age! Not to drive off anytime to who-knows-where, with who-knows- whom, in that kind of dress. What would the neighbors think of me? That I'm a bad mother!?" Ashley scolded with a raised voice.

"Mother, I'm sorry, I sent you a text that my friend from school invited me for dinner. Guess you didn't see it. Not my fault. I did try calling you but your cell was turned off so I figured when you put it back on, you'd receive my text."

"I'm sure I would've, if I had my cell phone with me! Ana you know mother never puts her phone off. I don't know where I last placed it." She brushed her hair back with both hands.

"I thought so too, mother. So that's why I texted. It's pretty weird. Let me go get changed, I'll help you retrace your steps."

Anayah walked upstairs, past her room door, into her parent's room and snaked the phone out of her purse, and into one of her mother's drawers.

"Poor phone, I suffocated you didn't I? Cheer up. You had fun eavesdropping on Renar and I's conversation. That fool is so full of himself, isn't he?" She whispered and snuck out her mother's room.

Anayah walked to her room, took a quick shower and wore her grey comfy pj's. She had her hair in an 'Ariana Grande' ponytail and put her silver ring back on her ring finger, on her left hand.

Why does she wear a ring to sleep you probably ask? This is because Anayah never takes that ring off, except when she has to wash her hands or take her bath.

It's a very beautiful silver ring with a cross on it. She guards it with her life.

No one knows where she got it or why she never takes it off.

"Ana honey, I found my phone. No need to come help me. Although I did check in that specific drawer. It's not strange at all. Well, rest dear, I'll punish you tomorrow for no reason." Ashley yelled sarcastically from her room.

"Kay, that's great mother. Yahh, it's not. Sleep well." She smirked and just sat on her bed, meditating with her headphones on, when all of a sudden, her eyes and mouth was covered by familiar hands, allowing a gasp to escape her lips.

The person's hold on her wasn't strong so she managed to free herself quickly and was faced with a tall, handsome, dark-haired lad with lust written all over his face.