Sex Nights

Chapter 3

As I leave the bar, I hear a male voice calling to me. I look back and it's Dylan.
- Melody, Melody waits.
- What, Dylan I have classes tomorrow. I don't know if you know I'm not like you who miss classes almost every day.
- Who told you that I miss classes almost It's been 24 days since the promise only 6 days left. Some people might already think I'm the girls I'm selling to any guy.
Right now it's 2 pm and I'm about to get to Dylan's house. I need to have a serious talk with him I do not want to continue with this promise.
I knock on the door and he opens it.
- Hi.- he tells me.
- Hi. I need to talk to you.
- Come on in.
- Thanks.
- So what do you want to talk to me?
- It's about the bet.
- The bet of relations?
- Yeah Listen ....... I don't want to keep this up. It's been 24 days to do this and it's still 6.
- Calm down ..... 6 days left but don't forget that after we finish our promise we will be betting for a month and we can take revenge on them.
- Even so .... this has to end.
- And it will end, I promise. - He hugs me and kisses my hair.
I don't know why but I think I'm starting to fall in love with Dylan him the last time he's been with me despite being because of a sex night bet.
I don't know how he feels about me but I like him.
But I don't know if I'm in love.
Every night I can appreciate his beautiful tattoos but I feel ashamed to be completely naked by his side every night. Why did you choose me? Soon to me.
- Dylan, I have to go.- I tell him finally.
- Okay, see you at the bar tonight and see if we can change this shitty bet. Sorry I know you don't like bad words.
- Never mind, I've been slapping a few words for my bedroom wall a while ago.- We laughed.
- Okay, bye. I adore you.
- Bye.
Now he really surprised me by telling me that he loves me but if he or she feels it for me I'm glad.
Let's see if we can finish this bet. I'm fed up and even if I'm in love with him, he's not for me and the others wouldn't need to know what we were up to.
Night is almost upon us and I will have to go to the bar to meet Dylan. I hope Dylan can finish this bet. Where did they get this idea from this bet?
It's 7:35 pm and I'm about to leave my college room in my white dress and pearl earrings.
When I get to the bar half an hour after getting ready, I'm all waiting for me. Whenever I come to this bar it gives me vomiting.
- Hi, girl, today you're hot. - Tell me my best friend Maya.
- Thank you.- I say pretending to be very happy.
- It is true. Dylan was telling us that maybe you wouldn't want to keep betting.- says the bitch Rachel.
- Where's Dylan? - I ask.
- It's in room number 05 waiting for you.- says Jace.
I leave at their feet and up the stairs. I knock on the door of room number 05 and enter.
- Hi Melody.
- Hi Dylan. So today we still continue with the bet?
- Apparently, yes. And sorry for not getting them ..... well to stop the bet. We will have to continue another 6 days.
I sit on the bed next to him and stroke his face with my fingers.
- Listen ...... it's all right. I love you anyway and only 6 days left. I like you.
- I love you too, little sister. So we have to go do our work, right?
He takes off my dress and caresses my whole body with his cold fingers. Take off my bra and I'll take your T-shirt off. This is the twenty-fifth time we do this every night.
The only part of this bet I like is to feel Dylan's lips on mine every night.every day?
- Myself. You think I'm just not having tattoos like the others I'm dumb and you already know I'm not dumb and I don't have tattoos but I have a piercing. And I bet if I ask Rachel, for example, any questions on the subject, her answer would always be sex, sex and sex.
- You're right, my beautiful. But you are prettier than all of them.- Dylan whispers in my ear.
- Dylan the conversation is no longer being healthy. I have to go, see you tomorrow.
I turn away from him and walk to college. Since joining this college in Los Angels I have been happier but sadder at the same time. If Dylan ever said he was in love with me, it would be the best day of my entire life.
- What does he think of me? My beautiful.- this sentence left me with some questions in my head.
I enter the room and throw myself into bed and get a message on my cell phone. The message is anonymous but after I find out who it is, it's from Dylan because it says so in the message.
"Hi Melody. I wanted to apologize for making you unnerved today, I just want you to know that I adore you and that I don't want you to be upset with me. I really love you and yes I know you don't have tattoos like me but that's not what makes a person more beautiful or with a heart of gold what makes a person truly beautiful is being who we are the way we are. Excuse. Kisses."
From Dylan

I start writing and send him a message that says.
"Never mind. I love you too. Are you going to school tomorrow? I need to talk to you in person."
From Melody

"Yes tomorrow I go to classes. We can talk at 11:35 am in the college library."
From Dylan

"See you tomorrow."
From Melody

"See you tomorrow. May angels always be with you."
From Dylan
I enjoyed talking to him even though it was nothing special but I loved talking to him it was like he was here next to me and I felt protected when he told me "May the angels be with you always".
I don't feel like sleeping anymore but I don't have anything to do or say except think about Dylan either. Damn bet.
Since I have nothing to do, I start to pack my backpack for tomorrow and at the same time I start thinking.
Am I too fat? Is the tail too big? Are my breasts too small? Am I pretty?
I hope you think so.
I spend hours and hours reading Dylan's messages until I fall asleep at 2 am.
I wake up with headaches and look at the clock to see the time.
I dress in a baby blue shirt and a white mini skirt and white sneakers. Today I put on my silver hoops and take an orange juice to drink to the college room.
I finish first class and then I only have afternoon classes with Dylan. I go to the library and find Dylan sitting at a table fiddling with his cell phone.
- Hi.- I say.
- Hi.- Tell me and get up to kiss me on the cheek.
- So I need to talk to you about what happened yesterday outside the bar.
- You can talk.
- I'm fine ...... I think yesterday I was a little unfair to you.
- I see. If it were me, I don't even know if I wouldn't do the same. You're one of my best best friends, and that won't change what you do.
- I ..... am I one of your best friends?
- You are, why you shouldn't be?
- It's just that we are so different.
- We may be different but have the same soul.
- Since when are you so dear to me. Before you were so ....... you know.
- That was when you came here but then I got to know you better and we both ended up in a bet together. And now we're friends, I think.
- We're friends. We're friends, Dylan.- I tell him.