24. A KISS OF BETRAYAL!!
1175 Words
CHERYL’S POV
I was feeling elevated as I walked out with Penelope. I could see her talking to my sister but my mind was far away to tell what they were talking about. I was like out of this world.
“Where are we heading to?” I asked Penelope when we found ourselves in a cab.
“We are going to hang out my house,” She jested and after sometime I talked to her.
“You have a house?” I implored.
“Yes, the house my grandparents left for me after they died,” She told me and I nodded.
We talked again once we were out of the cab. I could not tell the way up to her place because my mind was drifted. This drugs really did the most to me.
All in all, we were at her place and that is all that matters.
The place was so big. I wonder how it feels to own a house like this.
She knocked on the door and some guy come to get it for us.
“Who is he?” I asked Penelope as we walked into the house that was very spacious.
“The guy is Tony Lamar, my boyfriend,” Penelope told me and I started giggling.
“I never knew that you would have a boyfriend,” I told her my truth.
“Well, surprise then. Penelope is in love with Tony,” She told me and I giggled before dropping on the seat.
I was tired and I wanted to sleep.
“I will be upstairs,” Penelope old me before disappearing from the living room.
“Okay, I will be here sleeping,” I told her.
I don’t know for how long I had been sleeping but I was woken up by a tap on my back.
“Penelope, you are back already?” I asked turning but my gaze met that of Tony’s, the guy who got the door for Penelope and I when we come into the house earlier on.
“It is me,” Tony jested.
“Hey Tony, how can I help you?” I implored and rubbed my eyes hoping that I would be more awake.
“I was asking if you wanted us to talk,” Tony told me.
“Talk? Talk about what?” I asked.
“There is something I want to tell you. Please follow me,” He begged of me and I dint know what to say or do.
“Please come with me. What I want to tell you is about Penelope. You must hear this,” He said this and my curiosity creeped up. I wanted to know what he wanted to tell me about Penelope.
“Alright, can we do it here?” I asked him.
“No, we can do that elsewhere, I don’t want her to know that I talked to you about this. “ He said this and I found it hard to believe. What is his that he wants to tell me about Penelope that he doesn’t want her to hear?
“Okay, so where do you suggest that we should go?” I asked him.
“Let us go outside, in those seats next to the pool,” He pointed through the glass door in front of us and I was able to see the swimming pool and those seats that he mentioned.
Well, it was out in the open. Thus, I didn’t have to worry about being with him in a hidden place. With all that said and done, I followed him out of the house.
I sat next to him in the seats and the tree in the vicinity gave us some ample shade.
“Tony, tell me, what do you want to tell me about Penelope?” I went straight to the point.
“Penelope is a not a good person,” He told me and I was baffled. How comes? All I know is that Penelope is good. I mean, she has been good to me. She has been a good friend to me.
“Why do you say that?” I inquired.
“She forced me to love her but I don’t love her. I hate her. I have never loved her.” He ranted about this and I felt sorry for Penelope.
“Why are you not leaving then?” I implored.
“She won’t let me, each time I want to leave, she tries to kill herself therefore I can’t leave.” He explained.
“Okay,” I didn’t know what to say to him. Penelope is a good friend of mine and I don’t know why someone could say that about her. She deserves true love, not a guy like Tony who doesn’t love her.
“You should leave her alone. You don’t deserve. Go and be with someone you love because she deserves better,” I told him with a sharp enraged voice.
“I want you. That is why I called you out here to be with me,” He started running his fingertips through my things and I told him to stop.
“Stop!” I shouted at him to stop.
“Come on, I know that you want me to go on,” He countered.
“Stop! Don’t kid yourself,” I yelled.
“Penelope told me anything. She said that you are a w***e and you can never turn down a man, I want you now!” He ordered and I was in thunderstruck.
I didn’t know if I should believe what he said or not. How comes Penelope said this about me to Tony yet we were friends. I thought that she was the only real friend I had left.
I am going to give her a payback. She is stupid to be against me. f**k her. She is such a hypocrite.
Tony captured my lips in a kiss. The way our lips moved roughly in sync against each other was making my pants even wetter. His left hand found my zip at the back of my dress, pulling it open as his fingers started trailing the exposed part of my spine all the way up to my shoulder.
I moaned against his lips as his torturous touch kept on teasing me. Then he stopped, straightening a bit to pull the dress off me.
Considering how much I was turned on, I would care less if he ripped off the dress.
His lips trailed soft kisses along the crook of my neck, as his left hand closed on my left n****e pinching it as he went on. He kept on teasing me until his lips closed on my right n****e.
A series of moans erupted my throat as he ran his tongue delicately over the tip of my n*****s while his other hand wouldn’t stop pinching my left n****e.
I arched my back as his tongue kissed in between my breasts before trailing down into my navel. His tongue was leaving me all hot and bothered as it snaked around my navel for a few seconds.
“Cheryl,” I had Penelope calling me.
“This was,” I pulled from Tony to answer her before I continued kissing Tony.
“What the heck is wrong with you?” She cried when she walked into us kissing.
I stood up and zipped my dress back. I was maintaining an eye contact with her.
She was angry and therefore she slapped me hard on my face.
She thought that I was going to apologize for kissing his boyfriend but I didn’t. She deserved that for telling the guy that I am a w***e. She also deserved a betrayal.
In anger, I slapped her back before I started walking away leaving the two of them.
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