C5 Chapter 5

I woke up lazily—my body ached. I feel tired and I do not know why I am in a bad mood. If it weren't because we have a quiz on my two major subjects, I would not have entered the class.

"Natalia? Are you okay?" La Lagring asked thoughtfully when I didn't move the food in front of me.

"I am."

La Lagring raised me since I was a child. She knows me better, compared to mama. Mom only comes home once. I'm used to it. It doesn't seem like a big deal to me.

"Are you sick? You looked pale."

"On my period," I answered. She nodded and laid down a glass of milk in front of me.

"Is that so? For a while, I thought that you were sick or having an early fight with your boyfriend," She teased.

"I don't have a boyfriend and I don't have any plans on having one, La." I took a bite of the bacon and drank the milk. "When is mama going home? She's not answering my calls." I asked her.

"You know your mama is busy, especially now that she's focused on the new Hotel on Isla Constancia." She said, and I nodded. Why did I even bother to ask?

***

I was on my way to a comfort room when I passed by an empty room. It reminds me of Sebe and that girl. Funny because now, it was Damon who was on that spot. Was this a sex room or what?

I raised an eyebrow when I saw Damon leaning over the woman. The woman was confined to both of Damon's hands leaning against the wall.

Why do I have to see these things?

They looked in my direction when they heard my footsteps.

I just walked straight, like a robot, yes. I pretended that I didn't see them. After all, such things should be ignored. When I passed, I heard the woman giggle.

It was not long when someone grabbed my arm. It was Damon. He looked at me coldly.

What now? Can't he just stay with the girl and let me take the comfort room?

"Yes?" I asked. He leaned closer, making me lean against the wall.

"Bloodstain." He said huskily. I inhaled his breath and I started to shake.

"Huh?" Confused, I said. But I was even more surprised when someone quickly snapped at him.

"What are you doing?!" a loud and thunderous voice escaped from Sebe. Damon's collared hands were shaking.

Really? What were these guys up to me? I am scared and nervous now. I feel like they were about to start a fight again. Damon coolly put his hands inside his pocket. They're literally looking so pretty like devils right now.

"Afraid I might take your woman?" He chuckled. "She has a bloodstain on her skirt. I just wanted to tell her. Don't overact, dude." He continued.

Now, this is even embarrassing. I felt disgust all over me. I could not speak. I just bent down and bit my lip. When I looked up, I saw Damon leaving but Sebe remained.

"Uh, I'm leaving," I said.

"You have a bloodstain." He says.

Even though I'm still shy, I can't do anything. "I can handle myself."

I sighed when he took off the long sleeve he was wearing. He had a black shirt inside. "Wrap that in your waist and follow me." He said as he started to walk away.

This was a nice act coming in from him, I must admit.

I immediately put his long sleeve on my waist and rolled it up my waist. I just followed him as he opened a door of a huge room near the library. There was a 'Sebe Montemayor's Office' signage hanging when I looked at the door. This is his office—all white and clean. There are bookshelves on the side and there is a door in the back that I think is the bathroom.

He pressed his phone and talked to someone while I was just standing in front of the table.

"Please bring me a sanitary napkin and a pair of clothes." He said on the other line.

"Sit down." He provided bottled juice and medicine.

I raised an eyebrow. "Huh?"

"Pain reliever. I know it hurts." He said to me. He knows. How could he not? He has lots of women.

Moments later, a woman delivered all the stuff that Sebe asked for.

"You may use the bathroom to change," he offered. I know I can do this on my own but he, doing these things to me made me feel so special. And I know I shouldn't feel this way. I already told myself that all these should stop. But stopping seemed to be so hard to do.

I guess I'm going along.

"Sebe… thank you."

"All for you." I got chills at what he said. I immediately went into the bathroom and changed.

***

Bland, dull and boring. That three word describes my life before. But now I have a reason to wake up with a smile. Even I, do not know why I am feeling this. Sebastian, what have you done to me?

"What's bothering you, Nat?" Kylie's question brought me back to my mind.

"Fucking earth, what have you done to fucking Natalia?!" Jen exclaimed and took her shot.

An ear-breaking sound filled my ears. Disco lights blinded my eyes. People were dancing and swaying their bodies with the beat of the sounds on the dancefloor.

"Nothing," I said as I sipped my Blue Boracay drink. We're here in Alcobar. A bar near our university.

"Really? I think you're not. Tell us what's bothering you," she intrigued.

Should I tell them? Nothing's wrong with that, right? Besides, they were my friends.

"Come on Nat! What friends are for?" Jen persuaded me as she clung her arms to the man next to her.

Less talk, less mistake.

"Some other time." I decided not to tell them instead.

"It's about Sebe, right?" I was startled when Kylie came closer to me. Damn, she's really observant.

"How did you know?" I whispered back.

I did not deny it anymore.

"I saw you and how he looks at you." She shrugged. "How do you feel when he's around?" She asked. I pouted. This is not the right place and time to talk about such things.

"Let's talk about it some other time," I excused myself so that Kylie wouldn't continue with her questions.

"Cold," she answered. I'm used to this. I mean, myself. Like what they say, I'm cold and stiff. Since my dad died, I guess I have lost my cheerfulness and sweetness.

"Let's dance instead!"

"Come on!" I got up from my seat because the two of them were already there on the dancefloor.

We've been in this bar a few times. And not because I'm a nerd doesn't mean that I don't drink. I do, but only the mild ones. I also limit myself. I don't want to look stupid because of too much intoxication and alcohol.

I joined them on the dance floor and for a while, I forgot being me. We're laughing and giggling at the same time.

"Woah! Nice one, Natalia!" Jen shouted. I laughed. But all of that was thrown away when I saw someone screaming with elegance.

His dark piercing eyes were all on me. Like I'm the only one dancing here on the crowded dance floor. He was holding a drink and was leaning against the railing on the second floor of the bar. My gaze suddenly shifted to the girl beside him.

She was wearing a red dress, matching perfectly with her beautiful face. Her arms were around Sebe's. I started to breathe heavily, so I looked away.

He's with some other girl—someone else who was way better than me. I should expect this was coming around. In the first place, Sebe was the rich and handsome owner of our school who was so used to fucking and kissing anyone he wanted to.

I immediately ran away from the dancefloor towards the bar's comfort room. Fuck it. Why am I hurting? Do I have a right to feel this? The corner of my eye warmed up because of the tears.

"Fuck!" I cursed and looked up. It should not be like this.

Moments had passed and now he was standing right in front of me. His wroth pair of eyes lingered on mine.

"Why are you here?" He asked.

My forehead furrowed at his question. "Why? Is the bar yours too?" I mocked and smirked a bit. He immediately shifted his gaze on me like he was surprised by my sudden burst out.

"You're tipsy. Stop drinking," he told me emphatically.

"Like you care?" You had a woman with you a while ago and now this is what you're telling me? I averted my eyes. Before I was able to leave, he touched my arm.

"I'll drive you home," I can feel the warmth from his body.

"I have someone with me. Besides, I am not your obligation so fuck off and stop being nice." His jaw clenched from what I had said. "It's embarrassing to be with you," I added. I don't care what he thinks anymore.

"I just met her. I don't even know her name," he explained.

"As if I care." my voice croaked. My tears rolled down my cheeks. Fucking no way that I cried in front of him!

"Fuck! I'm sorry. Why are you crying?" I sighed at his question and immediately wiped my cheek.

"I just want to go home," I said. I attempted to walk away but he immediately pulled me closer for a hug.

"It won't happen again." He said and I nodded like a fool. He nuzzled my hair and sniffed on it. His hug feels like home.

I let him drive me off. I just texted Jen that I had left the bar already. Silence enveloped us the whole ride. I didn't bother to look at Sebe even though I knew he was staring at me from time to time.

"I'm going." I broke the silence and faked a smile once we reached my place.

His hand gestured to me. "Come here." He said and tapped his lap.

What does he mean? Will I sit on his lap? You're a fucking genius, Natalia! Don't be stupid. Yet, I moved closer and followed his command. His lips rose sideways. There's something about this guy that's making me follow everything he says and I hate it.

"Are you mad?" he suddenly asked, cupping my face. He leaned his forehead against mine and inhaled his breath that smelled like whiskey. I got chills in our position.

"No," I replied.

"Really?"

I nodded. "Really." I confirmed.

He bit his lips and with just one move, he kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes. My heart was beating so fast as he dropped the kiss on my nose. After a while, his kiss fell on my lips.

"Open your mouth." He said in between the kisses, so I did. I was hypnotized by the tenderness that I am feeling right now.

I moaned when his tongue entered my mouth. His tongue explored my mouth. He tasted every side of it. I can feel his hands starting to wrap around my body. We are so close. I don't want to admit it, but I like its warmth.

I don't know why I got to this point.

And I don't want to be one of the women who was linked with Sebe. I don't want to be like any of them.

He sucked my lower lip.

I don't know anymore. He gave me too much to feel, emotions I never thought existed.

"Fuck," He cursed. "Now go inside your house. I might lose control." He continued and I helplessly nodded in agreement.