Chapter 4
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Chadrick’s lips hovered on top of mine while I was stoned. His lips are moving while mine are static because my whole system seemed to have given up on me. It totally stopped functioning the moment Chadrick told me he wants to kiss me.
My eyes are wide opened while I can see that his eyes are closed. He cupped my jaw and sucked on my lower lip making me gasp in shock.
His other hand went to my back and pulled me closer to him making me lose control on the coffee I was holding that it fell on the ground.
I have never been kissed before. I actually have never dated someone before. I’ve had some suitors but they never really got into me. They never convinced me that they are sincere enough to make me agree on going on a date with them.
But with Chadrick…it feels different.
I know that it is different from the first time that we met.
The effect that he has on me.
The commanding aura that he has.
It got me hooked, whether I admit it or not.
I could feel all kinds of butterflies in my stomach as his lips glided with mine. I could feel the hair on the back of my neck standing up with every touch of him. He pulled me even closer to him and kissed me once more before breaking the kiss.
His eyes opened and revealed how intoxicated they were. He licked his lower lip as he stared at me.
“What the…” It was all I could say until he crouched down again and kissed me even deeper than he did a while ago.
This time, my eyes closed as I felt him sucking on my lower lip. His tongue sought entrance inside my mouth and it stirred all the unknown emotions inside me.
I grabbed onto his shirt as he kissed me hungrier and deeper. I couldn’t believe I just had my first kiss and it was this…intense.
I have never imagined having my first kiss beside a lake, on a rock…with someone I barely know. But damn…how good do his lips feel… It’s making me dizzy and intoxicated. It’s making me lose my sanity.
I moaned when his tongue started to seek dominance over my mouth. He took that as an advantage and delved his tongue inside. He’s really trying to overpower me and I didn’t have a choice but to let him take over.
I mimicked his mouth’s movements and kissed him back with all my might. He smirked for a moment before drowning me with his dizzying kisses once more.
I don’t even know how long we have been kissing until he stopped and leaned his forehead on mine.
We’re both breathing heavily while he caressed my face.
I heard him chuckle softly. “How’s that for your first kiss?” he whispered.
I swallowed hard and shut my eyes forcefully, calming myself from what I just experienced. My heart is still beating so loudly and I’m afraid he’d be able to hear it from here.
It was exhilarating.
I never thought kisses could make one feel differently. I never thought the books gave justice to the feelings during a kiss but with what Chadrick showed me, I kind of feel like the books are right.
Kisses could feel like heaven. If there’s such a feeling.
I cleared my throat and moved away from him, all blushing and embarrassed. Now, that we’ve stopped kissing, I could only imagine how stiff I was. He probably thinks that I don’t know how to kiss.
I sat straight and faced the lake once again. I looked down and saw my coffee on the floor. It fell when I couldn’t handle his kisses anymore. Stupid, Blythe.
I heard Chadrick sighing hard before I felt him move to face the lake as well.
“I’m sorry…”
“I’m sorry, Blythe.”
We looked at each other because of we spoke the same words at the same time. And like on cue, we laughed. We laughed like two crazy people who just did the craziest thing in the world. And just like that, everything became lighter. The tension was almost gone.
We stayed laughing for I don’t know how long until Chadrick began to speak.
“Did you ever wonder what could have happened if you were born with different parents?” he asked me. His voice was soft and he sounded so sad while uttering those words.
I stared at him and saw him looking at the lake seriously. His jaw ticked from time to time with his eyes focused on the lake alone.
From this distance, I can see how long his lashes are and for the first time, I feel jealous of a boy. He’s got longer lashes than I have!
It’s only when he sighed that I realized how long I have been staring at him. He must have noticed but I felt embarrassed for what I just did.
Then I started to think about what he just said.
“I couldn’t imagine being raised by a different mother, Chadrick,” I answered. “Do you?”
Chadrick turned to me quickly before looking at the lake again. “I do,” he replied. “Sometimes…no, most of the time.”
I looked at him, studying his face and letting his words sink in. It only makes me wonder how his parents are to make him think that way. Normally, we are very grateful for our parents but by the way he speaks, I can feel that something is wrong.
I wonder how hard it must be for him to be a son of his parents.
His luxury car, his money…well, love can’t be bought by any amount of money. Sure luxurious things and overwhelming money could make us happy but it doesn’t supply us intangibles. The intangibles are worth more and beyond money.
“I don’t know what’s happened between you and your parents but all I know is there’s nothing we can do if we just think about the things that won’t change,” I started and that caught his attention because he looked at me. I smiled weakly before looking at the lake.
I came from a broken family. My father left us when I was in the sixth grade. He was gone without saying goodbye. At that time, I was so devastated because I have always looked up to him. Leaving us made me question a lot of things.
I hated my father for a long time that when he came back to tell me that he will finance my studies in college as long as I study in Chicago, I vehemently refused. I didn’t want to leave my mother and I don’t want my father to think that everything will be alright because he’s doing something for me. I don’t want to give him the liberty to think that everything is back to how it used to be just because he’s going to send me to college.
I didn’t want to accept it—if not for my mother convincing me.
That time, I always thought my mother was a martyr because I have never seen her hating on Dad. Instead, she worked hard for me. She worked double to give me a better life.
Sure, there are times when I think about having a different father—someone who’ll never leave, someone who will love me and my mom to stay.
But I realized that thinking about what might have been or what could have been doesn’t help. What matters now is how we live our lives today. And how we correct the mistakes we made in the past. Life is meant to be lived by the lessons that we learn day-to-day. Life is always about moving forward.
“Life is too short to think about regrets and what-could-have-beens,” I continued and smiled at Chadrick. “Whatever life gives you, suck it up and face it. There’s nothing we could do about the past now.”
Chadrick looked at me tenderly before smiling. He nodded and then faced the lake. “You’re right. Life shouldn’t be about what happened in the past; it should be about how we live it.” He sighed deeply.
I smiled and nodded. “That’s right,” I uttered with a lighter chest.
Everyone has his own fair share of regrets but we shouldn’t dwell on them forever. We must work hard for those regrets to never happen again.
***
I went to work with a better mindset the next day. Tonight, I will tell Miss Bea that I will accept her offer for me to become an escort. I have thought about it again and again in the hospital but whenever I see my mom on the hospital bed, I only have one answer in mind: her operation.
I took a deep breath when I entered the club. Des was already in the counter and she was waving at me.
“Hey!” she beamed when I approached her. “I heard about Miss Bea and her offer.”
I looked at her. As much as possible, I don’t want to ask for other people’s opinion because I am pretty sure that their opinion would affect my decision and I don’t want it. I hate being influenced by others.
So I smiled at Des and just nodded.
“That’s a good one, Blythe. You can earn more by being an escort,” she said and I looked at her, a bit shocked because she seemed to have a positive outlook on the position. She smiled at me. “Come on! We both know you needed money for your mom and this job is probably one of the fastest ways for her operation to push through as soon as possible.”
I shut my eyes and heaved a breath of relief. Knowing that it’s what Des thinks makes me feel like a heavy object has been lifted off my chest.
Now, it only makes me think there’s no other way and that I was thinking of the right thing to do.
Des nodded at me. “You should do it, girl,” she encouraged.
I smiled and nodded. “Thank you, Desiree,” I told her.
She scrunched her nose and glared at me. I chuckled because she really hates it when she’s being called by her full name. She always says that she hates Desiree because it is also the name of the woman his ex cheated with on her.
What an asshole. Cheating on Desiree with another Desiree.
Because of the validation I got from Des, I have renewed courage to talk to Miss Bea. Fortunately enough, she was in a good mood when I met her in her office.
“Good evening, Blythe,” she beamed at me and then closed the folder she was reading.
I smiled and then closed the door before walking towards her. She asked me to sit down so I did. I feel so nervous about this but then she spoke when I was still looking for the words to say first.
“Have you thought about it?” she asked with a huge smile on her face.
I held my breath and bit my lip before nodding.
Miss Bea leaned closer, very attentive and seemingly anticipating me to expound on my answer.
I sighed and smiled weakly. “I have thought about it, Ma’am, and I accept the offer,” I told her making her smile even wider.
“Really?” she asked me again.
I smiled and nodded. “I…I figured it was a god way for me to earn money for the operation of my mother, Ma’am.”
She nodded approvingly. “Good,” she smiled. “So…” she sighed and then got a folder from her drawer. She opened it and I realized that it was a draft of a contract. She handed me the folder and gave me a pen. “I am giving you the liberty to fill up all the necessary details and the stuff that you can’t and can do because we also value your decisions. If you say no s*x, then there won’t be s****l intercourse.”
I gulped hard while my mind was busy absorbing everything Miss Bea is talking about. I heard s****l intercourse and my system shivered. Thinking about it makes me…want to shrink to the ground.
“You can read that first and I’m going to leave you here for better concentration,” she said before she stood up and started to walk out of the door.
Wait, did the owner of the office just give me the office for to have a better concentration?
When I heard the door closing, I slumped on the chair and pulled my hair. What have I gotten myself into?!
I sighed and gathered myself before picking the folder up and reading the whole stuff.
I skipped the heading and just went on straight to the questions.
PERSONAL DETAILS
Name: Czarina Blythe Prescott
Birthday: March 3
Age: 20
Religion: Christian
Educational Attainment: Third year college; Pre-Law
MEASUREMENTS (to be filled up by authorized person)
Height:
Weight:
Bust:
Waist:
Hips:
PREFERENCES:
Age limit for men:
Body built: __ Lean __ Buff __ Any
Kissing: __ Yes __ No
Sex: __ Yes __ No
Expected Salary:
MEDICAL (To be filled up by authorized physician)
I sighed and just filled it all up. No kissing. No s*x. That’s all I expect this to be. I don’t want to be kissed by someone else.
I narrowed my eyes at the sudden though. I don’t want to be kissed by someone else? Why, Blythe? Do you only want to be kissed by one person? Stupid!
I shook my head and then continued to answer the questions that don’t really weigh the same way as kissing or s*x to me. They were just questions about my likes, dislikes, hobbies, talents, etc. Only he things asked in a slam book.
Miss Bea came back in when I was done like she knew I was finished filling it up. She smiled at me. “Are you done?” she asked.
I nodded and then handed her the folder. She scanned my answers before looking at me. “Good,” she said. “I’ll finish your contract tonight while you get your stats and your medical done in the morning.”
I nodded.
“If you’ll be able to complete it, you can start tomorrow night.”
My heart boomed against my chest. I am going to start once I’m done with the tests and the measurements. I am dizzy.
“Do you get it?” she asked me.
I nodded and heaved a deep breath. “Yes, Ma’am,” I replied.
She smiled and nodded. “Then, good luck!” she said excitedly while I was just looking at her, dumbfounded. I’m not ready to do this but I need to. For mom.
- Writer
