Chapter 2 : Virginity

"I'd lost my virginity!" Samantha shouts in frustration at best friend, Evelyn. She paces back and forth, already cursing the man who ruined her life.

"Wait, alright? Calm down, Sam..."

"Do not panic. Tell me first, do you know the man's name? How old is he?" Samantha stops pacing.

"Is he single? Do you remember his name or even know his number?" Evelyn raises her eyebrow. And Samantha sat down next to her as she dramatically drops her head in her hands

"I don't know, I swear. I actually forgot if he said his name or not. I-I just only remember what he looks like!"

"Damnit!" Samantha groans angrily.

"This is really bad. I can't believe it happened."

"That's really a problem, Sam. Why did you run out of the room without even knowing his name? You should at least wait him wake up." Evelyn sighed as she tried to calm her friend down. Samantha shakes her head.

"Of course, I didn't think about that. I just wanted to get as far away from him as possible. It was too humiliating and embarrassing." Samantha sighs heavily.

"You know I really hate that man! He take me for granted! What should I do now, Evelyn? What if..." Samantha begins to panic as her mind starts running wild.

"What if he got me pregnant? Oh my gosh!" She screams. Evelyn jumps at Samantha's outburst.

"Sam, a one night sex with a stranger doesn't give you a guarantee to get pregnant! Stop being so dramatic," Evelyn told her. Samantha looks at her friend still worried.

"Don't be paranoid. For sure he doesn't want to make you pregnant. Mostly those kind of man doesn't want to put themselves into trouble, they prefer a safe game. I hope you know what I mean." Evelyn assures her. Samantha nods weakly, but deep inside she

still feels uneasy.

Days passed Samantha even tried to go back secretly on the club where everything happened to find out about Tristan whom she treat only as a complete stranger.

"Good evening, may I ask you something?" she asked the bartender. She even fix the hoodie and the sunglasses she's wearing for disguise.

"Sure Ma'am, what is it?" Samantha swallowed hard. As she described the way how she remembered the man who took her virginity. The bartender nods in understanding.

"Yes, Ma'am! He's actually one of our regulars."

"May I know his name?" She asks, her voice shaky.

"Sorry, Ma'am. But he doesn't want to tell any of his information to anyone. He's paying us for that to stay hidden." Samantha frowns in disappoinment.

"Then I'll pay you twice! Just tell me who the fuck that man is." The bartender smirked grew wider.

"Are you sure, Ma'am?"

"Yes! Just name how much double of a money do you want."

"Two thousand dollars, Ma'am." Samantha smiles. It doesn't cost a lot as she thinks, but her jaw dropped as the bartender continue.

"A month." Her eyes widened in disbelief. She

had no idea that the man she finding is kind of guy would do something like that.

"Arghh! Just tell me his name!" The bartender shrugs. Samantha sighs in frustration and looks around. But at the end she left the club in defeat.

As she arrived at their home, she saw there her mother who's obviously waiting her. She enters the house, ignoring the look from her Mom and walks directly to her room. She sits on her bed, feels so exhausted.

"Sam, honey..."

"Can we talk?" Her mother asks. Samantha sighs loudly and rubs her face tiredly.

"About what?" Her mother comes closer and sits on her bed, next to Samantha.

"I know you're still mad at me. But I hope you understand the situation now, honey."

"Me and your father had talked about it. It's been a year also since we got divorced. We have our separate life now." Samantha turns toward her Mom and gives her an angry glare.

"So, that explains why you are here? Mom, I already told you my decision. Go on, marry your new man. But I still not interested to know who he is. Don't expect me to be on your wedding." She rolls her eyes and gets off her bed. Her Mom frowns, but quickly hides the hurt expression that she has while watching Samantha storm off from the bedroom.

"Sam..." She tried to understand her daughter and reach out for her arm.

"Don't you want me to be happy, honey? You father already have his new family. Why don't we move on too?" Samantha stopped walking and turned around to her mother's figure.

"Mom...Dad is not yet married on his new woman. I know we can still fix this, maybe our family could get back together." Tears started to come out of Samantha's eyes. She only wants her family to be whole again. Her Mom reaches out to wipe the tears, but she move away.

"We can still be happy, honey. I only you can give Benjamin a chance, you'll see that he has a good heart. A-And you want to have a brother right?"

"I can introduce you to Benjamin's son. He's—"

"Mom! Please don't push Benjamin to be my stepdad. I don't even care about having a brother anymore. I just want my old family, okay?" She pleaded. Samantha turned away again, trying to hide her tears. Her mother tries to hold her, but Samantha pushed her away.

"I won't be happy without you, Samantha. You know how much I love you. I-I still want to see you on our wedding day. And I h-hope we can still be together."

~

In a extravagant penthouse, Gabriel looks at his friend Tristan who's playing the tip of the glass and drinks slowly while looking outside the window with a mischievous grinned on his lips.

"You are acting weird this passed few days, bro!" Gabriel finally snaps. Tristan chuckled quietly as he continues to stare outside.

"Is it still because of the woman you are telling me?" Tristan put down the wine glass, and stared back at Gabriel.

"There's just something different on that girl," he whispered. A smirked grows bigger on his lips, as he remembers Samantha, moaning in pleasure.