C9 Chapter 9

(Past) • Jada •

"Hi, sis! How's New York?" Honey sounds so lively while talking to me over Messenger.

"I'm fine, but I miss you," I answered, pouting at her. I even moved closer to the camera to kiss her and that made her laugh.

It's been 2 years since I got here. My living expenses are all on Faith still, but she wants it that way. She said it’s her way of returning the favor for when it was her who lived with us.

We go out almost every night. It’s her way of moving on after breaking up with her boyfriend two months after I arrived.

We would always go bar hopping and it’s not just some chill night out. Instead, we go on all-out parties.

I got to meet other guys. I don’t know though why I don’t feel interested. I dated someone once. But it didn’t last long.

There was this one time when we got drunk and he brought me to his apartment. It was a hot and sizzling night.

He knew I don't want to have sex so he said I can just give him a head. I agreed with full confidence but when his pee-pee said hello to me, I literally run out of his apartment.

I tried it once on a banana. Alright, not just once. The poor bananas became my practice tools. But I’ve never really tried doing it in real life.

After a couple of months, I dated another guy again. He was a resident doctor at the hospital where I rushed Faith due to food poisoning.

We’ve only been dating for two weeks when I tried doing it to him. It was a funny encounter because all he did was laugh at me.

I even remember him asking if I do know what I was doing, as I was shaking badly before we got started. Fortunately, we’re able to end it without any mishaps.

When I asked how my performance was, I got positive feedback. But I didn’t do it again. He’s huge! I feel like it will reach my stomach. My power can’t handle it.

"Sis, are you still interested in modeling?" Honey asked while spreading peanut butter on her bread. It’s only eight in the morning for her and she’s just about to have her breakfast.

"Modelling? Are you serious?

"Yes, why not? This time, it’s international modeling though!" someone said out of nowhere, it was Bambi.

"Gosh! You scared me!” I exclaimed, teasing my friend.

"You’re still the same!” he snapped and frowned. “You still love teasing me,” rolling his eyes.

I giggled at him, “I’m just kidding! As if you don’t know how much I love you!” I was relieved when he finally smiled. “Where’s our gingerbread man?” I asked, referring to Ada.

“He went home to Samar. His mother got sick,” Honey narrated. I nodded at her, feeling sad for our friend. “So? What do you think?” she asked again, it was about the modeling offer.

“Sure! You think I’ll make it?” I asked, not confident enough to accept the offer.

“Yes! You’ll definitely make it. Your face is beautiful, your body’s to die for, and those legs! They’re winners!” Bambi stated in an exaggerated tone.

What I love about him is that he always praises me, especially my legs. There was even a time when he suggested that I should have them insured.

“Alright! Let’s do it!” agreeing to the offer. However, I suddenly remembered something. Joining Honey in her career means I'll have to go back to the Philippines. I suddenly felt worried.

As if she knows what I was thinking, Honey chuckled, “Don’t worry! We’ll be in Singapore for six months before we’ll be back here,” she smiled.

I smiled in return. This woman really knows me. I don’t have to say anything. She knows my worries.

I accepted her offer and that’s when my career as an international model started. I flew to Singapore after a week and signed a 6-month contract with her agency, then we started doing shows.

We spent three months in Singapore before flying to Japan. We stayed there for two months before going back to Singapore, staying there for another two months before we were given a vacation.

I came back to the Philippines with her. But at that time, Honey and Kobe split up so I didn’t get the chance to see him.

Before flying back to Singapore, we were informed that it was our last show with the agency. I agreed with the contract extension but when it ended, I opted to go freelance as well.

It was better than having an agency. As a freelancer, we get to pick the shows we want to attend. We can turn down offers whenever we want and just accept shows depending on our preferences.

Madam Romualdez, the owner of our former agency, was generous enough to recommend us to her clients. And thanks to her, we didn’t run out of shows to attend.

(Present)

“What have you been doing with your life?” I was surprised when somebody spoke next to me. I didn’t notice that Kobe has already gotten near me.

I smiled sheepishly to somehow make him forget what he wants to know but it wasn’t effective. He just sat there looking at me intensely and he’s determined to get an answer.

I suddenly felt scared, "Hon, Kobe’s interrogating me!” I tried calling for rescue but Honey didn’t even respond.

“He plays with men Kobe,” Bambi spilled, sticking his tongue out at me.

“Wow! Aren’t you being rude? How was I playing with them when I’m actually pleasuring them?” I refuted.

I know what I said didn’t make any sense. But I have to say something before Kobe starts scolding me.

When Kobe was about to say something, the door of my unit flew open, it was Ada. I stood up immediately as if I saw my savior. But it was indeed just that, as if.

"Jadanela Cuevas I'm talking to you!" Kobe said thru gritted teeth.

"Woah! That’s intense!" Ada butted in but Kobe just glared at him.

I walked back to the counter slowly and sat down on the stool, pouting my lips, I turned to Kobe, “You scared me Kobekins, I thought it was Tatay who spoke,” I jest but again, it was ineffective.

As he glares at me, I feel like I have no other choice but to answer whatever question he has for me. I faced him and shot my brows up.

"So what exactly are you doing?" he asked authoritatively.

"I date!" smiling sheepishly at him.

"How exactly do you date? One night stand?" he asked again. But the tone of his voice has become more serious.

"Nope! No thrusting. Just sucking and licking then bye!" I said while pointing my finger at him.

He slammed the kitchen counter hard. I was started. Even Honey, Ada, and Bambi were surprised at what he did.

They all look at me but none of them is ready to save me from Kobe. I tried looking at him but I can’t stand his gaze. He looked at me as if ready to wring my neck.

"What do you mean just sucking and licking then bye? Are you a whore?" he asked, no holds barred.

"Hey stop! You’re being too judgmental!" smiling, I tried to calm my nerves down but to no avail. This is the first time I feel this nervous in front of him.

My nervousness increases when his gaze intensifies. I let out a heavy sigh. I sipped from my coffee cup and look straight at his face.

"I date. When it comes to the point that something's about to happen, I try my best to avoid them. Give them a head if needed. If they ask for anything more than that then it's goodbye! That simple" ending my statement with conviction.

My heartbeat doubled when he stayed quiet for like five minutes. He then let out a harsh sigh before looking at me again.

He scratched his forehead and lightly pull his hair, he looks really frustrated talking to me. "And why do you have to do that?" he asked, brows knitted.

"What do you mean why? As bf-gf, we got needs that the other party has to provide. Should I just let anyone I got into a relationship with fuck me? Will that satisfy them?" I responded.

"And what made you think that way?" he followed up.

"Well, men need women to satisfy their lust and vice versa. As long as they're enjoying it. As long as it's driving them crazy that very moment. It doesn't really matter if it's passionate sex, some quickie, a handjob, or a blowjob," I said stressing on the last word.

"Jada, not all men are like that for Pete's sake!" he blurted out.

"Well Kobekins, people have different beliefs and that's what I believe in. And I don't mean all men. Just some of you, okay? I'm not generalizing. I know you’re different," wriggling my brows at him.

He has silenced again. Bowing down the kitchen counter, he cupped his face with his hands. Combing his hair with his fingers, he faced me again.

"Does this have something to do with -" he tried saying but I cut him off by putting a finger near his mouth.

"Sshh! Don't say bad words. And this has nothing to do with anyone. It only has something to do with me, myself, and I," looking at him and smiling sheepishly.

I then walked towards the couch to join the gossipmongering of Ada and Bambi. Honey sat next to Kobe, whispering something.

I can see them glancing at me. whispering something at each other from time to time. Kobe seems to be asking her something, but I don’t care at all.

Honey won’t have the answers to whatever question he has anyway. I and only I got the answers. It was only me who knows the past, and I won’t let anyone in on that.