Ophiuchus

Chapter 10: Secretive Scorpion

He woke up with Lali still in his arms. "She's still here." he said and smiled. He got up and did his morning routine. Putting on a fancy shirt and pants since he is meeting Sandy today. "I want to look my best, but this stupid orange hair is making it worst." he tried washing his hair again, still no luck. He sighed and went downstairs and heard a knock on the door, a banging really. He opened the door and there she was. With her scarlet hair in a ponytail and wearing all black with some very fitting leggings.

"You look great with the new hairstyle." Sandy said laughing.

"Thanks, you almost look human for once. How much makeup do you use?" he said.

She rolled her eyes and asked "Where is that bitch Lali?"

"Still asleep, let's just go."

"Not even going to say goodbye? Ruthless, I like it." she said and got on a horse. "I thought we could just ride around on horses until we get tired then fuck under the sunset like some romantic bullshit, ending with us confessing how much we love each other then you choosing someone else breaking my heart. How does that sound?"

He smiled and nodded his head yes "I like the plan about fucking, can we skip to that now?" getting on the horse.

"If you behave." Sandy replied and the horse went off. They rode the horses through the meadows, plains, forest, passing the volcano, and stopping by the beach. She got off her horse and walked towards the ocean, he followed alongside her. "I thought we should cross off sex on the beach, what do you think?"

"I love the idea of that..." he thought to himself 'I finally get to fuck her... omg is this really happening?' Sandy starts to undress herself. She takes off her shirt then slips off her jeans. Tossing her underwear aside. Unclipping her bra straps. Sandy walks towards him and takes off his clothes. She pulls his shirt off, unzipping his pants. She lays down on the sand and for once took out her ponytail. Her long scarlet hair resting on top of her, covering her breast. Sandy smirks at him, he got excited and she could tell from his boner. He jumped on top of her and began to have intercourse with her on the beach. He was rough with her, sand flying around. The sand felt weird, but he didn't care. He finally got to fuck Sandy. He wanted this moment to last forever so he held it in till Sandy came for a second time. He finished inside after an hour. He laid down on the sand as Sandy got up to put her clothes back on.

Sandy bent down and handed him a seashell she found next to her. He kept it with him as a memory of this special moment.

"Not bad, virgin. Now let's head inside. I am hungry for munchies." Sandy said and he got up as well. They headed inside her beach house and it was red and rust. The doors were scarlet. The walls looked like it was covered in blood from how red they were. He followed her into the kitchen and Sandy grabbed an apple. She ate the apple and sat in the living room. He got an orange and sat next to her.

"So... what now?" he says, smirking at her.

"I don't care. I been regretting this encounter so I thought it would be good to just get the sex part out of the way. Not a big deal, ya know?" Sandy said.

"Ya, totally agree." he thought to himself 'it was a big deal to me...' "Anything you want to do now?"

"Sleep... a good nap sounds good so I don't have to talk to you."

He rolled his eyes and she laughed. "Since we had sex, can I finally know your full name? I haven't even asked any of your sisters for your name."

"You should have asked them, they love to gossip and love you so they would've told you. I on the other hand will never tell you my name."

"Why not?"

"I don't trust you."

"You trust me enough to have sex with me, but not enough to know your name?"

"Sex is just sex, my name is who I am. I don't know your full name. What's yours?"

"If I tell you my full name, you'll tell me yours?"

"Perhaps, worth a try. Isn't it?"

"No... you need to promise me you will tell me your name."

"I don't make promises I can't keep, sorry."

"You bitch! Why is it so hard for you to say the truth?" he yelled at her.

"Why do you care? It is just a fucking name!" Sandy yelled back.

"I want you to trust me. Why would I pick you if you don't trust me?"

"Why do you think I want to be picked? Huh? Tell me why you think you deserve to have me as your wife."

"Because you will be able to live! Talia was right, you don't want anything serious. You would leave me in a heartbeat."

"I was being honest, I never said I wanted to get married. I rather die than be married to someone I don't love just to live. Don't choose me, simple as that. Choose someone you love and loves you back. Okay? Don't waste your time on me." Sandy yelled. She got up and stomped to her room, locking the door.

"That fucking bitch! She doesn't care about anyone other than herself, no wonder she left Pacifica with her parents. She is a horrible person." he sat down on the couch, sad and angry. He decided he'll get revenge for what she did. He got up and threw food on the walls and on the floor. The remaining food left he threw away. He trashed her living room and kicked over the lamps. He stomped out and sat on the beach, looking into the ocean.

"Why did I fall for her? It would be so much easier if she liked me back. Of course I like the one person here who doesn't like me. I am such an idiot, I don't deserve anyone, I am a liar. I treated them all so unkindly, for what? I just want this to be over. I am done getting to know people. I want to quit this whole stupid thing, I don't even want a wife. I should've just said no to this whole thing." he ranted to himself and just sat on the beach. He passed out a couple minutes later.

After a couple of hours went by he woke up to the touch of a zombie and a couple of dozen zombies surrounding him. One of the zombies grabbed his leg and he screamed "She fucking sent zombies after me!" he quickly got up and started running. He ran towards the horse and hopped on, riding towards his house. The zombies followed him and he could see Sandy from her bedroom window, smiling down at him as he rode off.

He thought to himself 'should I talk to her? This is the only person I didn't spend a night with... no I am not going back. She doesn't want me, I don't want her.' "Fuck that bitch!" he yelled and got to his mansion. He hurried off the horse and ran inside. He ran all over the place locking doors and windows in every room. He sat on the bed and threw the shell on the floor, but didn't break because of the carpet. He didn't sleep at all that night, scared of the zombies.