Chapter 7

Sunday: 30 August

I wake up with no regrets. Even though I thought I should feel a bit of shame over how quickly I got into his bed but I don't, screw regrets.

On friday when I spoke to Nadia on the phone I actually promised her and myself that Travis and I won't do anything, I actually wasn't planning to sleep with him but I did, and I'm okay with it.

It's just that Travis has his way of smoothing his way to me, he always had but now its different since I see him differently. At the very same time I don't think moving on this quickly is what I should have done.

Man, I can't believe I had sex with a guy who isn't Duncan. But he did dump me, so it's not like I'm cheating or something.

"Ain't you going to work?", dad asks as he pounds my bedroom door.

"No, I'm not working today",

Today has been a lazy day. I walked out of my bedroom around 9 A.M and still had no energy to do anything. Sundays are the worst for me anyway, since all my tiredness catches up on me all day on Sunday.

It's been a while since I've been to church, I do love church just that most sundays I work and when I'm not working I'm too tired to go.

...

"Hurry up, I wanna get this over and done with", dad yells for me to finish up getting dressed so we can go out. Mum's waiting outside and Kourtney is on the couch with his cellphone in hand. I'm now regretting why I asked them to accompany me to go see my Aunt.

"Okay, I'm almost done dad", I whine, i hate it when I'm being rushed.

"Look, I wanna be back by 7 P.M., I'm from work and I have to be at work tomorrow. You can just imagine how tired I am", he calls out.

"Fine", I burst open the bathroom door and walk out. "Let's go then", I'm pulling an ugly frown as I walk out.

"What the hell? You don't have to go if you don't want to", Kourtney smirks. He knows I'm the one who asked to go see Aunt and I asked mum and dad to accompany me.

"Haha, very funny", I throw him a stare that could kill, if staring kills.

"Bye bye now", he wiggles his fingers, waving goodbye as I pull the door shut.

Kourtney is so irritating most times and he's so hard to get rid off. I guess that's how all brothers are like.

The drive to my Aunt is long, dad drives so slow sometimes and most days it's alright but today it's just tiring.

When we get to my Aunts house, shes alone. Her son and daughter went out.

"Hello", Aunt greets us as we walk in with a wide smile. She likes smiling when shes greeting the ones she loves.

"Hello auntie", I smile back at her.

She leads us to the living room, and we take our seats without waiting for her to offer.

My phone beeps as I get comfortable.

Hey short-stuff -; I view my WhatsApp message and smile. Travis. He's texting me, which he barely does since he doesn't like texting that much.

Short-stuff? You're referring to me?-; I send it along with a questioning look emoji.

Yes you-; he replies. You're shorter than me so-;

I laugh and excuse myself, standing up and walking out of the living room. When I get outside I press call on his contact.

"Hi", he picks up.

"Hey, how was work?",

"Was alright, don't have much to complain about", he sounds like he's driving around.

"Where are you?", I ask.

"I'm driving a friend to the shopping center, and you? Where you at?",

"I'm at my aunt's", I reply.

"Oh. When will you be back?",

"I'll be home in a few minutes I guess", we don't usually stay long when visiting. My parents love being home and I got things to attend when I get home.

"Alright. Em, I'll see you later",

"You're coming over later?", I ask. My butterflies start jumping around as a smile stretches my lips. I just automatically get excited and sometimes I can't control it.

"Yeah. I'm gonna fix a few things here then drive to you", he says.

My smile is wider now and I'm at the edge of jumping up, but I contain myself and act cool. "Alright, you know what to do when you get here",

"Sure thing", we hang up and I walk back inside the house. I find them laughing at whatever their talking about. I sit back where I was seated and login on my WhatsApp to chat with my friends.

"Kourtney is probably not home and the whole house is probably dark", dad wraps it up as he gets up, his way of saying we should go.

"Oh, thank you for the visit", aunt replies.

"No problem. We'll come next weekend if we not too busy", dad says.

We all get up, aunt walks us to the door, following us back to my dad's car.

"Bye now", she waves as dad drives us out of her premises.

Just after dad parks the car at home, I jump out, rushing to my bedroom. I toss my phone on the bed and head to the bathroom. I quickly turn on the shower and strip off my clothes to take a quick shower. I want Travis to find me smelling fresh.

Its 8:30 PM by the time I'm done, fully dressed in high waist sweat pants and a matching tank top.

"Where are you going?", mum asks as I walk in the living room.

"Nowhere", I shrug my left shoulder. "Why would you think I'm going somewhere?",

"You dressed up and smelling like a flower", Kourtney says.

"So I'm not allowed to take a bath later at night and smell like a flower?", I ask. Oh yes I am heading out but I ain't about to tell them that.

"I know you're going somewhere", mum says.

"No mum", I roll my eyes. "I just felt like taking a shower, that's all",

"Liar", Kourtney yells.

"And how's this your business again?", I stare at Kourtney with a serous expression.

"You don't scare me woman", he laughs.

"Kourtney stop it", mum warns.

"But she started it", he points at me and I laugh.

"No I did not",

"Stop it, both of you", she looks from me to my brother. I sit down on the couch and put my legs up.

I pull out my phone and start texting Kusam, my Indian best friend.

Kusam and I started our friendship 9 years ago. I was still in school. I met him on WeChat, it was actually my sister who introduced me to him. He has a twin brother who he currently lives with, wear same clothes as, go anywhere and everywhere with, and even does the same haircut as. At first, when we started video calling, I couldn't tell who's who whenever I saw them together, but now I can tell from any picture of them together who's who. We video call a lot and sends pictures almost everyday. We talk about everything, anything, but lately he's been too much into his games.

My phone rings as I type to Kusam and I quickly answer.

"Hey", I answer.

"I'm outside your house, I came to see you", he says. I like it when he does that.

Back then when he was still chasing me without knowing, he used to call and say he's passing by my house headed somewhere. I had no idea it was his plan on coming to see me but now I'm starting to add things up since he confessed to me how he felt.

"Alright I'm coming", I reply in a whisper.

"MUM?! I told you she's going out", Kourtney calls out to mum.

I tried eating my words when replying, I even whispered the last words, but apparently Kourtney heard me and now he's being an ass.

"Aaahhh, you're such a jerk", I snap in annoyance.

"Nina?", mum calls out.

"You little bitch", I snap at Kourtney and it comes out muffled as I drag my feet to mum's bedroom, leaving Kourtney giggling to himself.

"Yes mum", I say as I open her bedroom door. She's laying on bed next to dad, as he plays candy crush on the laptop. He's so focused he doesn't even glance at me when I walk in.

"Where you going?", by now I can hear Travis's car nearby. He's engine is so loud and once it's dark it isn't hard to miss.

"I'm going out with my friend", mum frowns as I reply. "The friend I always go out with", I add but only to make her frown deeper. "Mum, that one who mostly comes late at night", I walk closer and lean on her bed.

"Oh I see", she nods. "Its the one that brings you home the next day", she adds making me roll my eyes.

"He does not bring me on the next day", I shake my head.

"He does",

"I'm gonna go, I'll be back",

"Mmhhmm", she looks away.

"Move the Orange one down Terry", mum points out at the laptop screen as she couch dad on how to play. She has all attention on him now.

I turn and tiptoe out knowing very well that they see me.

When I get outside Trevis is parked a house away down the street. I walk there and like always, the passenger door opens and I quickly get in.

"Hey", I greet with a smile. He flashes me with his dimpled cute smile and starts the car. "Where we going?",

"My place", he replies. "You're okay with that? Or do you wanna go somewhere else?",

"Wheres somewhere else?", I ask.

"Down at the park",

I shake my head no. "Nah, your place is alright",

...

As we walk in the house I'm greeted by the smell of paint. It isn't that strong but it's there.

"The guys were busy with the ceiling, wanna see?",

I nod and he leads me to the kitchen. Looking up I see what a great job they did. Its beautiful even without it being completely finished.

"Its really nice", I smile, nodding my head in admiration.

"They're not done but yeah, I think it looks good too",

He grabs my hand gently and pulls me to his bedroom. I get on his huge bed, kicking off my shoes and sit as I fold my legs.

Travis pulls off his tshirt and walks closer to me. He leans on the bed, putting his hands on each side of me. He leans closer to my face and kiss my lips.

"What?", I smile.

"Nothing, I just can't hold myself when it comes to kissing you",

He pulls me a bit to the edge of the bed and kisses me. His thick lips are cold but so juicy on mine. I keep moaning as he toy with my lips.

Just as he deepens our kiss, I pull him down with me for us to lay on bed without breaking our kiss. He follows, climbing on bed and being on me without squashing me. He grabs on my hips, pushing my legs up to keep him fully between my legs. I have my hands on his neck and I'm breathing heavily as I try holding myself back on wanting what we did last night. He turns me so on and he knows that. Every touch from his hand gets me wanting more.

He starts undressing me and I let him. I want him to undress me.

"You just drive me crazy", he says between kisses and I just smile, that's exactly what he does to me. I start undressing him too. If we this hot and on for one another, then why waste time? As we kiss I keep pulling him closer to me, it's just when I'm turned on, I feel like if I don't pull him closer he'll stop what he's doing. I never did this with Duncan though, and it's not because he never turned me on, its just with Travis this whole thing is different.

He pulls out a condom out of nowhere and I know instantly what's coming next, that actually gets my whole body excited.

Flashback: 2 years ago, around August.

Usually around June, Duncan and I drift apart. We get to fight about something silly and he ends up mad longer than necessary. I'm kinda getting used to it. I don't see anything wrong with it anymore. This time we've been on and off and Travis keeps calling me and wants to see me. Duncan has no idea we see eachother sometimes, as in we hang out a lot.

I'm in the living room, bored to death, watching a movie called Grata. It's about a girl who has a dairy in which she plans her suicide. I love the movie only because instead of actually killing herself, she falls for a guy and eventually starts valuing life.

My phone rings. I grab hold of it from the coffee table and instantly recognize the number. "Agh", I roll my eyes. "What does he want now?", I murmur, tossing my phone on the couch right next to me, letting it ring. He calls again and this time I answer, "Hello?",

"Hey", he replies in a girl's voice, making me roll my eyes again. He does that pretty much when he calls me for incase Dancun answers instead of me.

"Hi, how are you?", I ask, my voice sounding a bit cheerful. He's got a way of changing my mood I guess.

"Good. Where are you?", he asks, still using his girly voice.

"Home, why?",

"I'm passing by your house and was wondering if it's okay to see you, that's if you're not with your boyfriend", his voice is back to normal now.

"He isn't here. Where exactly are you?",

"Right by your house",

After walking out to meet him, I find him in a black city golf. I've never seen him in a car but he once mentioned that he was gonna buy one. He opens the door for me and drives to the old park near by my house. It's dark, and that place is too dark since theres no street light anywhere around.

He parks on the side of the road, not too close to any houses and kills the cars engine. I open the back door and sit on the edge of the seat, with my legs out. He gets out of the car and walks around to stand right infront of me, looking down at me.

"You're okay?", he asks.

"I am", I shrug my shoulders. My mind keeps singing 'the please don't call me right now song', as I cross my fingers for Dancan not to call.

"I was afraid you weren't gonna let me see you", he says looking away, as if he's shy.

"I wasn't, but since I wasn't busy with anything, I decided, why not", I shrug my shoulders with a crooked smile.

"Where's your boyfriend?", he asks.

"At his home", I reply looking down. My body starts feeling strange, I feel like he's suddenly making me nervous. It's just that he looks cute and attractive today. He notices, since he's staring at me.

"What?", I ask.

"Come here", he grabs my hand to help me up.

"Why?", I giggle, gosh I'm nervous.

He leans on the side of the car and makes me stand infront of him, hugging me from behind.

"You're short", he says.

"I know",

Suddenly he turns me to face him and stares at me with a look that screams, 'I wanna kiss you'. I should say no, move away or something, but I don't. He leans closer, and I push him back.

"What's with you?",

"Nothing, I just wanna kiss you", he whispers, leaning closer yet again. I let his lips touch my lips. At first I thought he wasn't gonna be good at it, that I wasn't gonna like his kiss. But his lips are a bit thicker than mine and kissing him back feels so good. Our first kiss, my first realization that somewhere deep inside of me I feel something for him, but not too strong to make me cheat on my boyfriend. Even though I just kissed him right now.

Reality

Having sex with Travis feels okay now, I nolonger feel like it's the wrong thing to do.

He takes me home after bonding and rolling in bed naked. I get home late, knock for my brother to open up, being glad that even though we fight and don't agree on one thing, he still opens the door for me when I get home late.