I came out with a towel wrapped around my chest. They were gone. I felt bad and guilty for pushing them away. Soon, my mom walked back inside with my books.
"What happened? Why did they leave? I was about to prepare some meals for you guys. What did you do to them?"
"I did nothing. They just left."
I said and she dropped my books on the table. She left. I felt bad for telling them to leave. I shouldn't have said that but they made the mistake of bringing him up. I don't want to hear his name whatsoever. I don't care about him either. He could f**k whoever he desires. But for all I know, I am not allowing him to touch me.
I put on a top without a bra and mini-shorts that barely covered my thighs. I sat on my dressing table and suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my abdomen. I held the sp
