Chapter 12

I narrowed my eyes, trying to understand what he meant. I never knew that drinking could be this splendid. I feel like I'm on drugs even though I never tried it.

I just feel... Happy!

I want to sing...

...to dance and...

The music's beat changed into a different one. From a hype and punk one, it suddenly became hot and steamy. My hips automatically moved on their own while following their own choreography, ignoring the man's complaint.

"I want a hug..."

A kiss...

I want to be clingy and touchy...

My hands traveled on their own; from touching my hair, It went down to Hazard's abdomen while I leaned on him as I continue my little dance.

Before I could touch what I wanted to feel on my hands, my vision became blurry, which made me flinch for a second; giving him an opportunity to slip away from my touch. Before I could recover, I felt myself floating from the ground.

My eyes grew bigger due to excitement.

I'm floating!

My hopes were crushed into pulp when everything suddenly rotated. My face is facing fabric and it smells so good!

I didn't even hide it, I sniffed it while murmuring, "smells so good.." continuously.

I heard a chuckle, an attractive one. Why does it sound so seductive? Alcohol must have driven me crazy.

I chuckled as well. I love being drunk!

No...! I'm not drunk, I'm completely sober.

The attractive man carried me like I'm a sack of rice on his broad shoulder. A grin formed on my lips when my eyes landed on his ass.

The way his ass moves as he takes a step is so freakin' sexy...

My hands are itchy to touch that fruity ass. I was about to reach for it, but a core memory suddenly popped into my head, forbidding me from committing it.

"Stop touching me!" A woman hissed after a person she trusted touched her continuously, even after her refusal.

"STOP! NO! DON'T!" She tried to stop that man by covering those parts of her body but she failed. That man was using force which she lacked the most after declining food intake for days. She is as fragile as paper, but her heart is starting to turn into a stone.

"NO...! I trusted you! We trusted you! Please, I'm begging you!" Her mouth never stopped saying those words. The mixture of betrayal and heartache is more lethal than death for her; death seems more promising for her as she felt the man's intimate touch and kisses around her body.

She was trying so hard to push him but his body seems like a hard boulder she couldn't push, it was frustrating. "Please..." Her mouth whispered as droplets of tears fell from her swollen and sleepless eyes.

"Please, please, please... I'm begging you..."

She closed her eyes as she sobbed when she felt him inside her, again...

"You're mine... Only mine...!" The man said in between his hard breathing as he pounded his hard erected manhood inside the poor woman.

The woman's begging eyes opened and they landed on the slightly opened door where she saw the only person she wanted to protect but she cannot accept.

"Why is she crying!"

Why am I feeling blue all of a sudden? I want to be happy again, I want those ecstatic feelings.

"Stop! Stop!"

I could hear the screams around me and it instantly reminded me of those times. I want it to stop, I don't want it!

"No! No! I don't want it! Stop!

A hand touched me.

Fear crept into my mind and memories flashed throughout my sleepy mind. Abominable happenings suddenly became visible and I could clearly see them.

I closed my eyes and tried to hide myself using my arms but I could still hear it. His ear-sickening moans enveloped my ears and it's becoming louder the more I cover my ears.

"Stop! Please, stop! I don't want this! Erase this, I'm begging! Stop!" I screamed.

"Ah...! Fuck, I'm near. Mmhm..."

"No! No! No! Please! Stop this!"

My grip on my hair became harder as I squint my eyes more, scared to open my eyes. I could feel a pang of pain from a certain part of my ear and head, probably because I was gripping so hard.

Those disgusting images wouldn't stop...!

However I close my eyes, it would always hunt me. The supposed to be darkness was replaced by nasty images that I could and would never accept.

Before I could scream out of my lungs, a sudden glimpse of pain resurfaced across my whole neck before darkness finally showed up.

"Good evening, senator. Apologies for the sudden change of plans, something urgent came up. I hope you weren't offended when I left just before the dinner you personally prepared."

I turned to my right side and my arm automatically searched for a spare pillow. When my hand succeeded, I immediately hugged it with a smile.

"Mhmm, smells good..."

"No problem, sir. I'll prepare a dinner for you in return." I felt someone sitting on the bed where I am currently half asleep.

"Yes, personal matters." Even though I'm half asleep and drunk, I froze when I felt a hand caressing my hair as if it was the most precious thing.

I have never experienced this. Even my mom never did this for me...

He hummed while continuously caressing my hair. "Thank you, senator. Goodnight."

Even though I want to stay the way it is, I couldn't as my body felt so hot. I couldn't handle the heat from the comforter that's why I took it off, my eyes still closed.

I was about to fall into another deep slumber but a fucker tried to snatch my beloved pillow. I am hugging it!

My eyes aggressively opened on their own and faced that fucker with a glare that could pierce through his skull if stares could kill.

"That's mine!" I exclaimed, slightly pouting.

I crossed my arms together while my glare remained unbothered. It went sharp when I saw a small grin on his face. I harshly tried to pull my pillow from his grasp, but he moved it away from me.

"Give it back!"

He gave me a smug look as if he had already formulated a plan to defeat me. "This is MY pillow. You have yours," he stated before puckering his lips towards my other pillow.

"This is my room!"

"Uh-huh. This is my house."

I was about to attempt my heist but a bottle of rum caught my attention. It was placed on the coffee table that was meters away from us.

My throat went dry in an instant, hungry for that feeling. My body heat bugged me again, from my throat to my core; it was so hot. I couldn't figure out why but I could feel my face feeling red, I could visualize it even though I couldn't see it.

Have I gone nuts?

I was wondering what was happening to me but Hazard's stare had me focused. I stared back, hating the fact that I was about to look away because of his intense yet soft gaze. My mouth gaped when I felt his warm touch on my right cheek. His brows furrowed as his touch went to my forehead.

"Shit," he mumbled out of nowhere.

That felt so good...

I shook my head. Fuck, why am I like this all of a sudden?

He stood up and left the room in a rush. Panic was evident on his face but the bottle of rum was the only thing that I seem to find fancier that Hazard. I licked my lower lip when I felt its dried portion and stood up. I took my favorite pillow and hugged it before walking toward my destination.

There was only one shot glass, I could literally see his fingerprints on it. I drank the remaining alcohol on it with just one thought in my mind; my lips are so dry, I want more.

I filled the shot glass with rum as I lick my lips. It felt so rough and I hate it. I could taste the rum on it when I licked it again.

"Tasty..."

I didn't waste any second and drank another glass of it. My mouth and tongue are savoring it while my left arm is still hugging that pillow.

My legs are starting to feel weak because I was just standing, I sat on the familiar couch. It is familiar but I couldn't remember seeing it in person or on the internet.

I was enjoying the alcohol when I heard the door opening and closing. His hurried footsteps are surely echoing but I couldn't take my eyes off the rum.

With my face resting on this pillow, I poured another rum on the shot glass. I don't know why but the smell it creates attracts me a lot, It made me more hungry for it. Before I could finish it, a hand grabbed it. I didn't react in an instant that's why some of it was slightly poured on his hands.

He drank it while looking down at me. He ran his fingers on his hair as he looks at me and the rum. When I saw his glares toward the bottle of rum, my hands automatically reached for it and hugged it as well.

"I just arrived but my mind seems to be occupied by your infinite void." He sounds so helpless.

I ignored him and drank directly from the bottle of rum. "Mhm... " I licked my lips, tasting every drop of rum on them.

"Fuck..." I heard Hazard cuss. "I should be avoiding you, but here I am."

My brows furrowed from what I heard. I even stopped gulping, I am THAT offended.

"Avoid me? You...! You don't get to do that because I would do that!"

His words suddenly created a spark in my now explosive mind. My problems started to resurface one by one and I couldn't help ranting it.

"I already had so much shit on my plate but you and your woman suddenly jumped and joined without my consent!" I gave him a glare but he didn't respond.

Fuck, why is it getting so hot?

He kept on looking at his phone as if he is waiting for a certain call or message. "Why am I even here with you? You're just creating more spark between me and your woman!"

"My woman?" He gave me a disgusted look. "I'm not interested in just ANY girl. My interest has been piqued by a real woman."

He makes sense but I think that doesn't. Am I too drunk?

Drunk? I am not!

I shook my head which I regret a lot. My whole world suddenly shook and it was so weird! I closed and opened my eyes a couple of times but my vision is starting to be not clear. I wanted to puke something as well.

I couldn't endure the hot feeling all over my body. I took off my top and tried waving my hands all over my body's direction to create a small wind. My bra was visible but it is slightly covered by the pillow that I am holding.

I heard the door open and closed again. I could barely see what was happening there but I saw someone giving Hazard something. He walked in my direction while eyeing the object he was holding.

I held hard on the bottle of rum and tried to drink from it but nothing fell on my mouth, just a few droplets on my lips. I licked it and groaned when I felt my dried lip.

It's hot all over my body, my lips are so dry. This is the worst! I want some alcohol! I want my rum!

Hazard, who is meters away from me, stared at the top that I threw earlier. His eyes traveled from my bare abdomen to my tomato-looking face. He is completely stunned.

His eyes instantly went to the ceiling's direction and tried to walk toward me without looking.

My throat went dry and seems itchy for liquor. Hazard took something from his pocket and looked at it. A cuss left his mouth, "shit. This is for kids, that idiot...!"

My eyes stared at his parted lips. It is looking so juicy and plump. I want to touch it...

He is about to take his phone from his pocket but my arm moved on its own and hung on his neck, startling him.

"Wha—" his question was cut off by my lips.

My body fell on the couch while our lips our locked to each other, and he fell on my top, too. My legs snaked on his waist. He isn't responding to my kiss as expected. He is trying to get away but he couldn't for some reason. I was expecting him to move away, that's why I took my legs off his waist.

I just want to touch his lips, just a peck...

I licked his lower lip before moving away. "Mhmm, tasty..." I whispered, slightly grinning.

I froze for a moment when I felt his soft lips touching mine, once again.

"You're such a naughty Goliath." That was the last thing I heard before the most steamy night I have ever had started.