His Little Wild Cat(8)

21

I took out my phone and sent a message to Jones, "Hello."

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He didn't reply. I put my phone aside.

Bertram didn't speak much and kept sending messages with a frown.

I looked at my phone from time to time to see if Jones texted me back.

"What do you want to have for lunch?" He asked suddenly.

"Anything." I had no appetite and I was not interested.

He called to order lunch.

At this moment, Jones's sent me a message, "What's wrong?"

"I want to see you." I was very straightforward.

In the previous years, I had always stayed with Bertram when I felt so upset.

Now the first person I thought of was Jones, the first man to give me love.

"Okay, I'll go to school to see you."

I replied, "OK."

"There is a seafood restaurant. I haven't taken you to try it yet. I booked lunch. I will take you to try it." Bertram suddenly looked at me.

I remembered the one Jones had taken me to, and blurted out, "Mr. Brian’s? I went there once."

He turned his head and looked at me, a little surprised.

"Jones took me there," I answered.

He fell silent. After a while, he asked again, "Is it delicious? Are you going again?"

"No." I shook my head and thought of something, "I’m going to go back to school. Put me down in the street in front of the school."

I didn't want Jones to meet him.

He was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay."

When I got out of the car, he reminded me to get the gift in the car. I was afraid that Jones would ask later, and I was too lazy to explain. So I asked him to take it home.

He agreed.

After saying goodbye to Bertram, I stood downstairs of the dormitory and waited for Jones.

His hair was still gray. He looked so unruly with a cigarette between his teeth. He hugged me and got in the car with me.

He said that he was going to take me to a resort. But I told him that I was going to take the exam and I had no time.

He begged me, "Sandra, don't you miss me?"

My heart softened. I returned to my dorm to get the books and went to the resort with him.

I met his friends again.

It was the second time we had met. They were a little surprised and then greeted me with a smile.

I greeted them politely.

Jones was like this. Everywhere he went, he always had friends around. If I dated him, I couldn’t always let him make compromises for me. I couldn’t always sit in the corner and watch others playing either.

So I gathered my courage and tried to blend in.

We played for an afternoon and a night. I was exhausted on the bed at night. I was too tired to read books or talk.

But as soon as I closed my eyes, Jones kissed me.

I did not refuse and let him kiss me until my knees felt soft.

"Sandra, how long do you want me to endure?" He asked me.

"Not today." I refused.

"Why? Are you trying to kill me?" He was crying slightly and refused to stop.

I was so scared that I held his hands and exclaimed, "Jones."

"What?" He kissed me, "Sandra, be good. I’m a normal man..."

"No." I pushed him away and refused.

He didn’t stop, as if he did not hear what I said. His movements were tough.

"No!" I suddenly yelled.

My yell shocked him.

He finally stopped and looked at me blankly.

He was angry.

I thought I should explain to him that today was the anniversary of my parent’s death. Even if it was not, I didn’t think I could accept him so soon.

He watched me for a long time, and finally asked coldly, "Do you still like that bastard Bertram?"

I was stunned by his words.

"No." I denied it weakly.

I admitted that I had liked Bertram. But after deciding to be with Jones, I had completely gotten over Bertram.

With Jones, I had never thought about other men, nor had I refused him because of other men.

"Still lying to me?" He rolled over, sat up, and stared at me, "Bertram is so protective of you. He told me not to contact you, bullied me and almost fell out with me. Do you think he just treats you as his niece? "

"I don't know." I was aggrieved and I didn't know why he misunderstood me.

"Since you like him so much, why do you have to provoke me?" He was suddenly angry, "Sandra, I have never been played by a woman in my life."

With that, he got out of bed, got dressed, and finally left without hesitation. I was left alone on the bed shivering.

I felt that I was such a failure.

Why did Jones fall out with me when we had only dated for a few days?

I didn't understand why a crush on someone would become a sin. I couldn't accept our relationship moving too fast. Was it my fault?

I felt so aggrieved.

Later, I fell asleep crying.

The next day, I got up and found that Jones wasn’t there.

His friend took me back to school.

I thought for a long time, and I was moody for a week.

I was going to send a message to Jones to explain, but I saw his friend’s new tweet.

In the photo, Jones hugged a girl intimately.

At that moment, I suddenly burst into tears.

I knew that my first love was over.

It had lasted only a few days.

Since then I never contacted Jones again.

He didn't contact me again either

He was like a shooting star in my black night sky. It was fleeting and my heart gradually became numb.

Is this how love feels?

I’d rather not have it.

22

I thought I could cure myself.

I thought Jones was just a fleeting romance in my life.

I thought I didn't like him much, and I could forget him in a month.

But half a month later, I saw the news on my phone. Jones and Alicia were engaged.

I froze in place. I couldn't believe it for a long time.

Jones had been so intimate with me half a month ago.

Bertram had said he was going to marry Alicia.

Why did the two come together suddenly?

My mind was a mess when I took the math exam in the afternoon.

When it was time to hand in the papers, I found that I hadn't written down a single word except for my name.

Back in the dorm, I hid under the quilt and covered my eyes painfully.

What was wrong with this world?

Jones had shown me his most gentle side. He had taken me into heaven and then gave me a fatal blow when I was unprepared.

All my roommates knew that I was frustrated in love again.

They asked me what was going on, but I didn't say anything.

What could I say? I felt ridiculous.

I didn't know how long I cried. It was getting dark when I woke up.

I sat in the dorm for a long time, and finally sent a message to Jones, "Where are you? I want to see you."

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After a short while, he replied, "Grande Hotel. Come."

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Sitting in the taxi, I hesitated and felt a little impulsive.

But I couldn't go back like this. I felt that I had been passive the whole time. I accepted his advances passively and then accepted him ending our relationship passively. He didn't even explain it to me.

I didn't want to do this again. I needed his explanation.

I summoned up my courage and went straight to the hotel lobby after I got out of the car. Jones had told me he was in the banquet hall.

As soon as I pushed the door open and was about to go in, I ran into someone.

"Sandra?" Alicia was wearing an expensive evening dress. She looked me up and down, "Bertram is not here."

She did not feel ashamed at all after she betrayed Bertram.

"I'm here to see Jones." I stared at her but gave up in half a minute.

Her calmness was overwhelming.

"Oh... why? Want to avenge your uncle?" She smiled and took a sip of red wine, "Sandra, I don't owe your uncle anything. I couldn’t stand his attitude toward me. I would never throw myself at a man. "

"That's between you and Bertram. I'm here to see Jones." I didn’t bother to explain to her.

"What do you mean?" She looked at me in doubt.

After looking at me for a few seconds, she suddenly laughed, "You are so young. Well, are all young girls bold as you now?"

She leaned closer and whispered in my ear, "You seduced your uncle, and now you’re trying to seduce Jones? No way!"

When I heard her words, I was stunned.

"I didn't seduce Jones." I bit my lips and held back my tears, "He approached me first."

"Haha..." She laughed, "He approached you? Are you sure you’re not imagining it? He is fooling around with girls every day. Do you think he will be loyal to one girl? He always begged me to marry him. As long as I ask, he will drive all the girls around him away. Young girl, how can someone like Jones and I love anyone? It’s all about interests. You’d better not be stupid enough to fall in love with him."

I froze in place. Hearing her words, I felt desperate.

"When did he begin to date you?" I wanted an answer and closure.

She was stunned for a second and said, "Half a year ago. When I was still dating your uncle, he approached me many times. I was like you at that time, thinking that I could get true love, but Bertram disappointed me. So I accepted Jones's proposal. Why? He also approached you. "

Hearing this, I felt even more desperate.

In the end, I didn't know how I left.

I walked aimlessly on the crowded streets, watching the pedestrians and traffic lights slowly become blurred shadows.

I squatted down painfully, holding my head and sobbing.

I didn't know how long I cried, and it suddenly rained.

I ignore it. I felt completely isolated from this world and lost the ability to think.

Later, it seemed that the rain stopped.

I was stunned for a while and then looked up at the sky. But I didn't see the sky, but an umbrella over my head. I looked along the umbrella and saw Bertram.

He was wearing a black coat. His eyes were deep, and his face was pale. Rain flowed down his shoulders and dripped on his leather shoes, splashing.

He looked at me for a while and finally sighed.

"Go home," he said.

I bit my lips and said nothing. I lowered my head. I didn't want him to see me so embarrassed.

He waited for a while, and squatted down, looking at me, "Go home, okay?"

I turned my face, bit my lips, and burst into tears again.

"Don't cry." His voice was very light. But the gentler he was, the more upset I felt. I couldn’t stop crying.

He reached out, held my face, and wiped my tears with his thumb, "Sandra, be good. Don’t cry."

I couldn't help it anymore. I rushed into his arms and cried hysterically.

"Bertram, he lied to me. He lied to me." I cried and accused Jones.

Holding the umbrella with one hand, he hugged me back with the other. He patted my back gently, and said in a hoarse voice, "It’s over."

He hugged me in the rain, trying to comfort me. When I calmed down a little, he took me to the car and fastened my seat belt. Then we went home.