Chapter 5: Talking About History

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*Drake's POV*

Oh crap! I completely forgot. Shar's been abandoned by her parents and she has been living alone for 2 years already. Nobody would take care of her when we brought her home. What would I do? I contemplated this within myself. We were driving towards Shar's home.

"Uhm Dwight? No one would be taking care of Shar when we bring her home. Can she sleep in your house or something?", I ask Dwight incredulously.

"Oh? I almost forgot she's living alone. I just can't bring her home Drake. My girlfriend is waiting there for me. I promise I'll make it up to her when I join the gang war last time."

I am hopeless. I am not a hypocrite to say that I can handle being near to Shar when she's this vulnerable. Looking at her made me think horror things.I've been dying to consume her entire body. Those kickass butt. Those nicely curve hips. Those well-shaped legs. Grrrrr! Thinking of all those things made me hard. When I say hard, it's meant to be literally. And I'm on it at this moment.

"Damn Dwight! I can't really stop myself for thinking perverted thoughts", I said desperately.

"Dude, that's what you get having a kickass girlfriend. I know you really respect her but when your male hormones start kicking in, I may say, good luck with that", he told me with amusement in his voice.

"Jeez, Dwight? Can you please suggest something for me to do? I just can't leave her alone. I bet the next morning when she wakes up, she'll be attempting to cut her head off because of the hang over.", I again said out of fustration.

"Dra-Drakeee?" Shar's been calling my name sleepily. Even though I'm kind of pissed with her, I can't manage not to smile. This girl really knows how to make up with me.

"Burn Bro! She's still into you even when she's asleep. How cute of her. Aren't you recovered yet? Just hold it a little. You already have the chance to share one bed with her. Let's see who's not getting  laid", Dwight said jokingly.

"Shut up. I guess my inner me has been tamed a little.", I said awkwardly.

"So, can you hold your grip and manage the urge to touch her?", he ask blantly.

"I guess so, sherlock. Just drop us by her house. I'll be fine. Shar's will still be pure and dignified by tomorrow", I laugh with my own definition of holding grip.

A silence follows our silly confrontation just a while ago. I try concentrating on how can I manage not to be tempted with this little devil beside me. I smirk at the sight of her. How lame getting herself drunk for the first time. But she is just way adorable to be scolded. I really don't have the heart to yell at her. When there has to be in my life that I consider unfair, Shar will be the only justification. I think of so many random thoughts that I didn't notice Dwight already has his eyes on me matched by a smirking face.

"Don't say your already seeing Shar naked Drake. Your spacing out man and it's kind of hilarious seeing you accustomed with that soft and kind expression", he asks worriedly.

"Am I really being soft and kind? Is Shar really on her way of changing me again into the Drake I used to get rid when I'm on my elementary days? Is she bringing back the old Drake? ", I contemplated within myself but I guess I have said it loud enough for Dwight  to hear.

"It might be scary as it sounds pal, but it is what Shar has been doing all along. Haven't you told her about, uhmmmm, you know?"

"Touchee pal, but I haven't. And I think I never will.", I said seriously with a grim look. "Let's not talk about it Dwight", I said as I open the door to go out to avoid his questioning. I am again experiencing inconsistency with my mind. I couldn't find peace if something in my past kept on haunting me. I pace back and forth when Dwight stop me for doing it for the 12th time by offering me a cigarette. "It can help you calm your nerves. I'm sorry for being an ass just a while ago", he said slyly.

I just give  him a sly smile and take the little devil. The moment I start lighting it, a small voice keeps on nagging me, "Shar will freak out Drake! Just snap out of it". One side of me argues and just want to throw it away but my dark side snaps that little voice until my mind don't have the time to contemplate between my two options because I just find myself taking a sip on the mentholed flavor cigar.

"I'm Sorry Shar but even you can't tamed me", I said silently. I consume my cigar and walk straight back to the car already parked in front of Shar's house. I am too busy with my own thoughts that I haven't notice an already sweat-off Shar with tears falling down her paper-white face. I panic after seeing her in that condition with Dwight on her side patting his back. I give him a questioning look to let him know that I'm not grateful seeing them in that intimate position.

I know Dwight is not a moron so I laugh when he give me panicked reply, "Whoa Dude! I'm just trying to help Lauren with her vomiting. I guess she'll be able to pull herself up  a bit after she just let it all out". As if on cue, Shar again let out another wave of vomit.

I join them and Dwight transfer all Shar's weight on me. I chuckle when she snuggles beside me and still manage to be naughty. With her eyes closed, she's trying to find my lips and she planted a kiss in every part that her lips can feel on the process. And me being a gentleman, I put an end to her struggle by claiming her lips for a passionate kiss.

"Don't use the G word Drake! For all I know, you just want to kiss her", my conscience barks at me. But Dang! She's a monster when it comes to kissing. Even she's half asleep, she still knows how to make me her slave. Again, my inner me groans into like *ting*. It take me again a hard on. I am about to lose myself again when Dwight tap my shoulder. I am pissed as hell for him disturbing me but I manage to take control.

"Thanks Man!", hiding the irritation on my voice. I also carried Shar into her house when Dwight mutters softly but  loud enough for me to hear.

"History's not gonna repeat itself for us Drake". I stood frozen as I hear what he has said.

N/N: What will happen to this story? I'm so excited to write the next chapter though. Hihi. Keep reading guys :) 

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