Raddish Boy

Trust No One

“Forth’s POV”

I woke up the next morning warm and contended. Flexing my arms, the events of the previous day immediately came back to me as I realized the solid, warm body I am spooned against was Beam.

So last night we finally had sex. How many rounds was it? I could not recall anymore. We did it many times over and over, to the point that I’ve lost count. I made love with Beam until his body could not keep up anymore and he passed out. I just hope he wakes up soon. We can continue with our love making today since it’s a weekend. I simply can’t get enough of him.

I leaned to his shoulder and kissed the white silky flesh with my morning stubbled face. I stopped taking advantage of his sleeping body when I saw the effect of my uncontrolled desire for him. His perfect snow white skin from the neck, chest, arms, and down to his smooth thighs were tattered with red marks; some of them turning from purple to black. It was worse than getting beaten. Was I that rough last night?

It was a regret that I unwrapped myself around him, untangled our limbs and rolled off the bed. I smiled lovingly down at Beam when he whimpered in his sleep with the loss of the warmth. He snuggled deeper within the sheets and slowly opened his innocent eyes.

His bubble of nuptial bliss was burst at the sudden urge to puke. He stood quickly to run to the bathroom but was then stopped by the sharp searing pain down his lower body. I felt guilty when I hear him cringe in pain.

I joined him inside and rubbed his back as he throws up in the sink. I delicately ran my hand after seeing where the marks have extended. I must have unconsciously placed those when I did him from the back.

“Maybe.. Maybe.. I got you pregnant.” I joked, realizing that there will be no more continuations of our love making for today.

Beam felt better after he got morning bath. Thankfully he got his appetite and color back, pale but that’s was how he was ever since we met. He was back to his stubborn self like nothing has happened. I had to assist him in sitting and leaning however. He still gets a bit of the stinging sensation. By the afternoon, he started complaining of hip pain. I was cursing myself while putting menthol patches on his waist. I saw that the forming hematoma on his sides were my finger marks.

We were currently having our lunch at his dorm when my phone rang. It was my senior from college. He asked me if I can be at the university as soon as possible. He did not give much detail but he sounded so worried. My heart ached suddenly. I had no choice but to leave Beam at his current miserable state and check on what was causing the urgency. I did not know why but I felt that something was heading our way. It’s big and disastrous but I can’t tell exactly what it was.

I drove my motorbike and rushed to our campus. I saw the gravity of the situation when I arrived. Hundreds of angry engineering students were crowding the main building. I went to talk with one of the Sotus officers and it was indeed a bad news for everyone on the college. They told me to keep a low profile for a while in order to not get involved in the mess. I was already hot on the eyes of the Sotus leaders.