Chapter 4: Miserable and Hopeless

"Here, is this okay?" He showed me a white shirt and a boxer short of his as I was sitting at the edge of his bed. 

My eyes was still sharp as I look at him and reject the clothes he was offering me to use. He already admitted that it was his fault why my clothes ripped and I was really blaming him. 

"What the fuck do you want then? I almost showed you everything in my closet." He covered his face with his palm and I rolled my eyes before standing up, already wearing his shirt that I used to cover myself last night. 

I went to his closet and took a black shirt. "I don't have a freaking bra and my nipples would show up. I know you won't care because first of all, you are already finished with me, but can you at least pretend that you care!?" My spoiled and dominant self cannot be hidden even after all the disciplining that my parents did.

His eyes was quick to change expression and it become grim and dark. "Who says I'm going to let you go alone with those clothes?" A mix of confusion and pissed was visible on his eyes, causing me to raised my brow.

"And what do you mean by that?" 

The side of his lips lift up into a smirk before eyeing me from head to toe, it stopped on my breasts before he met my gaze with a teasing smile. "I'm going to give you a ride to your home since you rejected my offer of cuddling. That's the least I could do for a first timer–"

"Can you please stop emphasizing that it was my first time? I know for sure that you enjoyed it as much as I do." 

His smirk became wide into a grin and it made me want to bash his head on the nearest wall. He was such as bastard!

"So you enjoyed it, huh? How much do you rate my performance with your enjoyment?" Well, he's right. He does gave me a full performance and I admit that it feels the best. But his arrogance won't go unnoticed. Doesn't mean that he provided me a great plasure for sex, doesn't mean that he's superior.

And I'm also not giving him the privilege to insult me just because it was my first time having sex. 

I groaned and punched him on the chest out of annoyance. "Can you just help me and stop playing around!?" I saw that he was still holding my panty so I plan to take it away but he was too fast and avoid me from reaching out for it. 

"I don't really have much clothes in here since I don't usually stay here–"

"So you only brought this place so you have a place to take your women for a sex?" I cut him off and took a boxer short from his closet. I have no choice but to wear it without undergarments. 

He shrugged as a response and it simply means 'yes'. "I have a thick hoodie here, you can have it." He entered another room inside his room and came back with a black hoodie. I reached out for it and literally took the shirt off until I was bare naked in front of him. But it was just quick since I instantly wore the hoodie to cover myself. 

And now my only problem is how would I go home with this state? My sex still feel sore and I can even feel my legs trembling at the memory of last night. 

"I'll take you home," he took his car keys and I let out a sarcastic chuckle. 

"My parents and brothers would kill you if they see you." I state under my gritted teeth before fixing my hair in front of the mirror. 

"Breakfast then?" He offered but I still shook my head and and lend out my palm instead. "What's that for? You want to have a condom for remembrance too?" He was really good at pissing me off and insulting me. 

"Fuck you." I emphasized but he was really getting into my nerves when he crossed his arms over his chest before licking his lower lip. 

"Sure, it's my pleasure to hear your moans again." 

God! I let out a breath to calm myself and saw his wallet at the bedside table of his condo. I approached it and he was only following me, not planning to stop me from what I'm about to do. 

My eyes squinted when the first thing that I saw inside his wallet was a condom. It doesn't even have cards but my eyes shone brightly when I saw some cash. I took enough dollars that I can use for a peaceful breakfast, new clothes, and a ride to go home before my parents sent a whole army to look for me.

"Thanks for this." I smiled brightly and went out of his condo with a still aching sex.

I entered the elevator then I plan to call Louis, I made a promise that we'll talk once I get out of my parents grip and he was powerful, I'm sure he can help me out with my problem. My lips grimace when I remembered that it was not only my father who he has to go through just to save me. My brothers are also there, surely they won't let me go with him and they might beat him up without worrying of what Louis's parents would say.

"Hello? Who's this? Louis is still asleep, may I help you?" A sweet and familiar gentle voice answered the other line. My forehead wrinkled as the feminine voice entered my ears. 

"Who's this?" I asked instead of answering his question. 

"I'm Layne Mendez, Louis's girlfriend. Who is this?" 

I gritted my teeth and my nails dug down on my palm when I felt my breath heaving. It was my cousin for fucks sake! I don't know what should I feel or what should I think, not only to Louis but to Layne herself. She was timid, shy and always quiet. She know that I have a relationship with Louis but what is she doing!?

"Can't you read the name of the caller ID?" I was the one who put number to his phone and I even named it with his last name on it. 

"Oh? It's an unknown number. I always check my boyfriend's phone and I don't recognize your number. Who is this again–"

I didn't let her finish her sentence immediately ended the call. I felt myself having doubt with what I was feeling, I was mad of course! I just got cheated by the most trusted people whom I loved and valued, but at the side of my head, I can't feel any jealousy nor envy.

Maybe because I'm still intact with what happened between me and that stranger. Somehow I still feel lucky that I didn't give it Louis as well… but that doesn't mean that I'm not angry. 

I still felt betrayed, but not jealous.

I hail a cab and was hesitant if I should go home or run away. After reading the messages my brothers sent me I know my parents are angrier than me as of now. 

"Ma'am, where do you want to go?" The taxi driver asked me and I decided to have a breakfast at one of the famous and five start restaurant where my parents always took us for dinner. 

But talking about being unfortunate, one of my dad's bodyguards saw me and I have no choice but to go with them even before they could chain me and bring me back to the mansion.

And now that I'm already face to face with my parents, I just realized that I do am wearing a man's hoodie and a boxer short! Shit! How am I going to explain this to them!? 

Mom's face already says it all. She traced her eyes from my head down to my feet, she was about to approach me but I took a step back, afraid that they might smell the manly scent I was wearing. 

"Charylle…" there was a warning on mom's voice but I just keep on taking a step back to avoid her, only that, my eyes closed firmly when I felt the couch behind me. Mom had a great grip on the neck of my hoodie and pulled it down, revealing the hickeys and marks I got from that one night stand. "Oh my god, Charylle. What have you done?" 

Disappointment can be mirrored from my parents eyes while anger was visible to my brothers. I knew they'll find out about this sooner. 

"Who did it?" Dad asked with a grim expression and all I could do was avoid his stares and look at the floor instead. The atmosphere became heavy and I was scared that he'll burst out together with my brothers.

The last thing I want was to anger my brothers because they have always treated me like a princess, giving me anything I want and always keeping me safe. 

"I d-don't know, dad." I stuttered with my words as I was nervously fidgeting my fingers on my back. 

"What do you mean you don't know? Were you forced?" Ian's face crumpled at the same time as my face fell into a grimace. 

"No, I wasn't f-forced." I was the one who initiated. I want to add that but my parents would kill me. "I just… we were drunk, okay? It wasn't his fault and it wasn't my fault either." I tried to save both of us because knowing my family, they would literally seek every corner of this country just to find him.

I didn't hear any response from them but when I glance at mom, she still have that stoic face, same as dad and my brothers. 

"That's it, I'm going to double the security and you will stay here until your wedding come. You are not allowed to use any social media or internet, and visitors are not allowed in this mansion!" His voice thundered through the whole living area.

I was expecting him to punish me by selling my bags and shoes but this was too much. "Dad, you can't do this! You're already selling me off to a person whom I don't even know and now you are grounding me!? Are you planning to put me in jail my whole life!?" I couldn't help but to disrespect.

They are controlling my life the opposite as I wanted to! And they say that they only want the best for me when for sure that they're only doing this so they don't have to be responsible for any scandal that I am bringing our family name into. 

"Fine! You want me to marry someone who I don't even know and I'm not even sure if he's going to treat me nicely!? Then be my guest! I'll make sure to make his life miserable until he decided to break off the wedding!"