8 Chapter 7/I made a mistake

'I still dream about him.'

A long time ago, I met a boy. A really sweet sweet boy. He came to see me who was the fourth daughter of eighteen. Each time he came, he brought a basket of sweet and delices. And he would always give me. At first, I did not trust him that much but he proved to be a good guy. So I let my guard down and trusted him. He was a good person and my mother always told me to not be wary of trustful people. And with no one to care about me, he was like a big brother to me. Months went by and I was closer to him than to anyone in my family. Until, he brought over a bigger man. He knew when there would only be me at my house and used that moment to trap me. With no where and no one to run to, they locked me in my house and..... .... .... ... ..raped...me...

-' Hey, hey! I don't understand their use.'

-' Huh!? The use of what, Karen?'

-' Hmmm, nothing.'

-' Tell me, you can trust me, right?'

-' Right, Bianca. I was thinking of the use of dream. They are just here to make us remember what we hate the most.'

-' Why are you...? Anyway, let's go! We will be late for the Friday Party.'

-' Yeah! Sorry, let's go.'

No one ever cared about my feeling. No one ever asked me how I felt about everything. No one ever asked how I felt about that day. No ever asked...who I really wanted to be. No one apart that girl. Coming out from no where she confessed her love to me and told me that I was special. I was never adulated by anyone, but she just came and idolised me. But as direct as I am, I must have hurt her. Afterall, I am hurt too. Because, no one. No! She was different. She was caring and ready to take care of me. She was all I wished to have. I wonder how her life has been for her to be so soothing. She must has a real good family.

That night we slept together, she was as smooth as the fluffy and squishy as the bed we were on. And the number of times she told me she loved me was proportional to the times she orgasmed. The way she moaned, the body she posessed, the love she gave, everything about her was pleasing. As much as I hate being emotional, she was different. She was the first person I truly loved sexually. I have to admit I had sex with many people in my life and none was about feelings. It was only sex.

A week went by and trouble had already started. A source had gathered intel about the Storks Si Beta community's head B and her sister. It was announced that they planned to frame a girl named V as the thief of the final examination sheets. Still troubled by all that thinking, Karen couldn't think straight and was forced to let that happen and played along. The sisters succeeded in framing V but lost immediately after.

How?? Next time, betrayal...