THE HANDSOME DOLL

CHAPTER XIII

Its warm and fluffy.

I pull the big pillow close to me, smelling the sweet intoxicating fragrance coming from it.

I sniff, oh man. How lovely. It smell like the boss, I pull the pillow closer and bury my face on its softness.

Yeah. The boss smells like this.

The ever gorgeous fucking boss Cheston who tries to convince me to sleeping with him.

The hell I'll do that! Even if I die a chaste and even if he's the only man on earth I wouldn't sleep with that kind of sadist pervert. Beating the hell out of anyone he could lay hands on.

Boss Cheston...

WHAT THE HELL!!

I open my eyes and sits up. Oh, my head, it still swirling.

"What the.." this is not my place, and this is not my bed. I look around and saw a wall clock above the elegant fireplace. 2:45am. The room's all dark except the pale light coming from the lampshade hanging at the four corners of the large room.

There on the right side, sitting comfortably, with a lighted cigarette is the boss.

He stood up, wearing the same suit his in earlier only loosen up, revealing bare his lean chest. He smile at me as he sits at the edge of the bed.

Heavens! What did I do? I look down, Im wearing my undershirt loosen up too, my blazer jacket on the sofa beside the bed. They say the first time hurts. But except my head, I feel nothing weird.

"The girl's awake.." he whispered. "You're too impossible, don't you know that you drank half the booze we got in the office."

"Is this your place?"

He lift up his arms. "Surprise!"

"You.. did you.. did I do anything stupid?" I asked, crossing my arms on my chest.

"We just kiss and kiss and kiss.." he answered without a bit of shame.

"How could you take advantage of a drunk person boss!!" I scream.

Silence.

He blew out a smoke. I don't know why but I think I saw a hint of sadness in his eyes when he looks away.

Whatever the reason is, my head's fussy or I'm just exhausted, my mind flashes the memories I swear to go with me in the grave. How he looks like at the hot spring when we we're young. I admit it, he grows old but he remain as the most handsome man I ever laid eyes on. "Im having bad dreams until now..." Geez, he made it sound like I practically rape him.

"I apologize boss. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me." I began.

"Didn't I tell you, you have the softest lips..."

Before he can grab me I push him away and held the blankets over my body.

"Remember the girl that took "advantage" of you when you were eight?.. I think its me." I hold my knees tight to my chest. "The Bondemer Family owned a countryside hot spring. Gregory brought us there, we planned to stay for a week but I'm bored so that night when I saw you alone in the hot spring, and you're so cute I can't help it. I'm too young, I thought it was natural to kiss people because they're adorable."

Oh now that I got to tell it. My mind flashes back the memories. Those that I can't remember before. I lift my face as the memories of that night surfaces. "I remember what happen next, I asked who's with you at the spring but you said you were alone and then you shove me but..."

I paused.

"But, you told me that you?... go on Blythe, try to remember and say it to me once again.."

What is it he's trying to tell me? What happen next?

I look up him, he was smiling, the hint of sadness fading from his eyes. He did not attempt to touch me or anything, he just hold my confuse gaze.

I ran my hands on my hair, trying my best to think what I said and what happened that time. I saw his back turn on me and...

And...

That's right.

"I remember telling you that it isn't true... you're not alone, because I will always be there for you..."

Silence.

He let out a small laugh. "I know it was you all along. You little devil, how dare you made me wait for seventeen years..." he whispered and he slowly envelopes me on his arms.

No force. He just hold me gently.

Its warm, and I think I've slept after that.

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The moment I woke up, he was still holding me, caressing my hair. I push him off and stood up immediately.

I look down again and repeated the whole cycle. My head's not swirling anymore. Does any part hurt? Nothing. I sigh, relieved.

He sits up, still sleepy. "What's with you glaring at me early in the morning."

"Oh my goodness! My work! I've got exams today!!" I panic and turn to pick up my blazer jacket but he grab me back to the bed.

"What are you doing boss? Let me go!"

But he pull me tight I can't push him away.  "Don't go outside Blythe, let's just stay like this forever.."

"Are you out of your mind.. let go!"

I felt his tongue licking my left ear to my cheek. "What the!! Stop it boss!"

When I manage to escape I head for the door while he sit up threatening to kill me if I run.

"Are you always threatening everyone around like that?" and with that I run fast outside and catch a coming taxi, without glancing back. Geez, I look at the rearview mirror, he stood daze at the gate clenching his fist. I chuckle. For heavens sake! Im totally mess up. Damn it.

Fortunately, I manage to take a short warm bath to sober up at home and immediately made my way to the studio to catch up the final editing article. I'll just make up tomorrow at the bakery.

You know, there are just these moments in your life when you thought nothing could get even worse.