Chapter 3

Adam...

IT has been almost a week since that day when we had a fight, and it hasn't happened again because I've been avoiding it.

Sometimes I lock myself in my room or eat outside, and when I'm at school, if I see them coming, I avoid them - Sanya and her friends. I don't want to embarrass myself again.

I'm here now in our English class, and the professor is speaking, but I'm not listening. I was surprised when someone sat beside me and introduced herself.

"Selena Tora, so how are we going to do this?" she asked, and I was dumbfounded. She looked like a nerd, but I was speechless because I didn't understand what she was saying, she rolled her eyes at me.

"You weren't listening. You're my partner, the professor said we need to create a presentation as if we're on a talk show. We'll exchange questions without a script while we're there. It's easy, right?" she asked, raising her eyebrows. I smiled and nodded.

"Okay then, good. Where can we practice? I mean, so we can discuss what we need to do," she asked without looking at me, as if she was reading something.

"At my house," she turned to look at me.

"Why at your house?" she asked again, her eyes widening.

"It's close by, and I usually go home early," she nodded. After this class, it's already dismissal time, so we'll just go straight to my house.

When the bell rang, we quickly left together and headed to my house - our house, Sanya and mine.

"Would you like some juice, iced tea, water, or coffee?" I asked her while she sat on the sofa, reading.

"No, let's start with what we need to do so we can finish early," she said, feeling a bit awkward.

"Let's go to my room then," I said to her. The reason is simple - I don't want her to meet Sanya when she arrives. I'm sure Sanya wouldn't like that, but I'm avoiding Sanya so I want to hide, I also didn't want to come home late because I know that when I do, we'll just end up fighting again.

Selena stood up and threw a book at me.

"Ouch! What was that for? You're acting like-" I almost said she's acting like my wife every time she hurts me. "Why did you do that?" I got irritated, so my voice raised a bit.

"What room? Hey! I'm not like other girls, so-" I covered her mouth because I heard the sound of a car outside, so I knew Sanya was here. I pulled Lena up to my room and locked it, but then she bit my hand.

"Ouch," I restrained myself from screaming.

"You shameless person! I told you it was a mistake to come here, you ra-" I covered her mouth again with my other hand.

"I'm not going to rape you, but I'm not like that," besides, no woman has ever been interested in me, nor have I been interested in anyone. I removed my hand when her tantrum seemed to subside.

"Then why did you bring me here?"

"Shhh..." I put my index finger near my lips to signal her to be quiet.

"Why?" her voice softened.

"My wife arrived," her eyes widened.

"You're married?" she asked in a whisper, and I nodded. "Then why are you hiding here? Are you stupid? She might suspect that I'm your mistress. Maybe you cheated, right? You're guilty of something, that's why you're like this," I shook my head.

"My spouse is a terror. When I hear her enter the room, I'll get your things downstairs, then I'll come up, and we can start doing our homework and talking about what we need to discuss. Then around 6 pm, she enters her room, so you can leave, and I'll just drive you home," she nodded.

I heard the sound of Sanya's door opening, a sign that she entered her room.

I slowly opened the door to my room and peeked inside, there was no one. As I stepped out, someone coughed and grabbed my ear.

"Who's with you here? Did you think I wouldn't hear you whispering?"

"Ouch! Sanya, what's wrong?" I removed her hand from my ear and saw that she crossed her arms. I noticed Selena leaving my room, putting her hand to her mouth. Sanya looked at her.

Is what I saw real? Sanya seemed sad when she saw Selena, but why?

"I-Is she Mr. Zhymian's wife?" Selena asked nervously, she probably knows Sanya.

"And you?" Sanya asked, her face turning cold and stern towards Selena.

"Selena Tora, I'm her partner in English class because we need to talk about-"

"I don't care. I don't have any interest in your conversations. I just asked who you are," Sanya said.

"Well, I can't believe it because in school, don't you have a reputation as a man-hater, a bitter mean girl, you and your group, right?" Sanya approached her.

"Well, if you don't want us to tease you, you'll keep what you know about us a secret. Do we agree?" Sanya asked, circling around Selena.

"And you, why did you bring her here?" she shouted at me, as always.

"What's it to you? It's my house too," I said to her.

"Yes, it's your house, but don't we have an agreement?" She approached me, getting too close, as if she was absorbing all the air around.

Just a while ago, I felt like punching her, but now I wanted to punish her in a different way, not physically.

I just stared at her, and for the first time, I was surprised when she closed her eyes and avoided looking at me. It was as if she was possessed, and then her gaze returned to Selena.

"Be careful with her, okay? Sorry for the trouble," Sanya said. Why does her anger disappear so quickly with other people? She's not as bad as when she's with me. I wonder why that girl makes my blood boil.

"Let's go downstairs. She already saw us, and you know our secret," I said to Selena.

"No wonder you were like that earlier. It's a secret. If the whole campus finds out-" The door to Sanya's room opened, and she peeked. She stared at Selena as if she wanted to devour her alive.

"What did you say?" she asked Selena.

"Ah, um, nothing. I just said that if the campus finds out, there'll be trouble, but they won't, I won't say anything," Selena said, zipping her mouth shut. Sanya smiled at Selena. Why doesn't she smile at me like that?

"Let's go downstairs," I said to Selena.

"You're lucky to have Chrissanya Evangelista as your wife," I shook my head.

How did that happen? Does this girl even know what she's saying?

Sanya is the most difficult person to get along with, so I'm the unluckiest guy because I'm the one in this position right now.