Temptation

22

"W-what are you doing?!" Abella jarred me away.

I just realized what I have done...

"A-abella, liste--"

"No! What the hell do you think you were doing?" she growled.

"Abella, I didn't mean to do this, I'm really sorr--"

"This why you made me stay here with you tonight? To take the advantage of my innocence? This is why you tried to win my feelings all these days so that you could do this? I trusted you, Vernon..." her voice lowered at the last words.

"Abella, I couldn't c--"

"You couldn't what? Control your obnoxious temptation? Do I look like a toy to you, that you do whatever you like? Am I so unimportant that no one has to think about my life? Do you think it's something for me to be proud of? I'm doomed. If people get to know about this, they'll target me for this, not you. They'll call me the hungry beast who sticks around a wealthy man to get his attention, turning out to have done unpleasant things at night. They worship you, thus they'll never put you at fault for anything. And this is why you took the advantage of this," she panted.

She's dangerously misunderstanding me.

"Abe--"

"Please! I don't want to hear my name from your filthy mouth. You've ruined my respect, dignity, everything! From the day when we met, I already thought you'd be of this kind, but after I had to come here, I changed my mind when you were nice towards me. Whatever dirty tricks you wanted to play, I took them as a joke because they were, and now if I have to believe that this was a joke too, then I'm sorry, I'm the fool who trusted you along, cared for you. It was my mistake," she cried as she opened the door and headed towards her room.

Tramps were heard downstairs, coming upstairs.

"Vernon! What's wrong?" Dad appeared in deep concern.

I was shaking in fear. What have I done...

"D-dad...I'm s-sorry"