I thought my questions would be answered and my mind would be cleared, but it seems like it got worse because of his answers. He used riddles to answer my questions and it just made things more complicated. I hate riddles because they make things harder for students or people in general. Now, I'm just stuck trying to figure out the answers to his riddles.I sighed deeply as I thought about my problems. It's stressing me out, even though it's early in the morning. I stood up from my bed, but quickly sat back down when I felt dizzy.I felt something in my stomach, like it was being dug up. The next thing I knew, I was vomiting on the floor. Unlike others who vomit what they ate, all that came out was saliva. There's no sink or restroom in my room, so I had to vomit on the floor. I'm too dizzy to go downstairs to the restroom.I'm wondering what's happening to me. Did I get cursed or do I have a brain tumor? I don't want to die yet.When I felt a little better and stopped vomiting, I sto
I was panting as I leaned on the door behind me, right after I entered the classroom. I was so out of breath, as if I had just finished running a marathon, but in fact, I didn't even run that far. I felt stupid.As I straightened up, I heard a cough. I followed where the sound came from and realized that everyone's attention was on me, including the strict-looking elderly female teacher. I blushed with embarrassment. Damn, I felt so stupid."Who are you, miss? And what the hell are you doing here?" The teacher raised an eyebrow as she asked me. I was about to answer, but then I realized that I was in an unfamiliar classroom. I looked around and felt even more embarrassed when I realized that I was in the wrong class. No wonder the students and classroom looked unfamiliar. And that's why she was asking me what I was doing here. I was about to answer sarcastically when I stopped myself. Another embarrassment would have been the last thing I wanted.I gave the teacher an awkward grin and
I could clearly see with my own two eyes how he swallowed repeatedly because of the sensual way I spoke those words. It made me smile widely because it looks like I will win this time.I smiled seductively before closing the door behind me. I locked it first before stepping closer to him. I turned to face his table and I could see how he looked at me with desire.I smiled seductively at him before sensually stroking his arm. From his arms, I slowly moved my hand towards his neck and down to his hard chest. I slipped my hand into his business suit.I felt his hard and broad chest first before lightly stroking it and playing with his nipple. I could see with my own two eyes how his breathing quickened, a sign that he was being swayed. And maybe later on, his wild side will show up again."W-hat ar—" Before he could finish what he want to say again I cut it off again. "Sit on the desk daddy, and let your little cow girl bring you to heaven."After saying those words, we were completely
Oh, that's why. I was worried for a moment there.After hearing his response, I pulled away from him, and as I did, my saliva also dripped from the corner of my mouth.He held my chin and lifted me up from my seated position, then gave me a peck on my lips without hesitation. He may have tasted himself in my mouth from earlier.He got up from his seat, then pushed me towards the table where he was just sitting. He made me lie face down on the table, causing my two mountains to press against the cold surface.At that moment, he held both of my hands from behind while I was lying on the table.I couldn't help but smile as I felt his hands on my buttocks."Spank me more, daddy."I cannot help but say that I can no longer bear the sensation he is giving me."What did you say, baby?" he huskily asked as he spanked me again. "Hmmm... baby?"I moaned again as I felt his hands on my butt again. I could feel the stinging pain on my butt, but I don't know why, it seems like I enjoy it more when
I was standing still while walking down the hallway. Like heck, what was that about?! Did he just call me bitch? Did he want me to leave? Why?My mind was in chaos. I didn't know what to think or what to do. Could someone tell me what's happening and why he asked me to leave after satisfying himself with my body? Could someone tell me what the hell is happening and why the hell he called me a bitch?For Pete's sake, my mind was a mess. I didn't know what to do.Like fuck, after he satisfied himself with me. After doing whatever he did to my body, he asked me to leave?! Why? And to make matters worse, he even called me a bitch. Like heck, do I look like the sea with many men?! Ha?! For Pete's sake, he's the only man I've had.In the middle of my walk, I stopped when I saw a group of students gathered. Confusion appeared on my face. I wondered what they were doing at the bulletin board and why they were packed like they were up to something.But I didn't bother to ask. Yes, I have a cur
I felt cold. It seemed like the world stopped spinning. My brain couldn't process what he said. I felt stuck in place as if my whole body had turned to cement. Even speaking was a challenge. My heart thudded in my chest, and I struggled to say, "Huh?" I needed clarification because I might have misheard him.He replied, panting, "Your house is on fire."The anxiety intensified, and the world truly seemed to stop spinning. Even the people walking in the hallway froze in my vision. Even Bebot, gasping in front of me, stopped moving and breathing and became a statue.It felt like every living thing had stopped moving at that moment, and the only thing that was vivid was the thundering heartbeat of my heart and the pain that was consuming me."Are you kidding me?" I stuttered in response, trying to recover from my shock. I knew he might be offended by my question because it might seem like I didn't trust him.But can you blame me? I didn't know what to think, and I didn't know what to do,
My tears were uncontrollable as I stared at my grandmother's lifeless body being turned to ash through cremation. The woman earlier warned me not to watch, but I was stubborn and insisted. Now I am watching her body slowly turn to ash.I knew this would be the last time I would see her, so I wanted to make the most of it. I never thought that this would be something I would regret. If I had known how painful it would be to watch someone you love turn to ash, I would have listened to her warning.It feels like torture, not physical but mental. My eyesight is blurry from crying, and my chest feels tight, indicating that I might have an asthma attack if I don't stop.But instead of being afraid, I cry even harder. I don't feel any fear. In fact, I would prefer to have an asthma attack at this moment, so that my chest will tighten until I lose consciousness, or even worse, my life.Honestly, right now, I want to kill myself. I want to bury myself alive. I want to kill every part of me, in
I ran quickly to the bathroom, not wasting any opportunity as soon as I entered. I immediately threw up the food I had wanted to throw up earlier.Frequent vomiting and dizziness were some of the changes that happened in the past few days. I always feel nauseous and dizzy, and I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because of my lack of sleep.But if it's because of lack of sleep, I should only feel dizzy. So why am I throwing up? Specifically, throwing up saliva. Saliva because I have nothing else to throw up since I rarely eat since that tragedy.Even though I am extremely thin, the slight increase in my hips is noticeable, which is really strange.I felt a hand on my back, and I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. Besides, she's been the only one with me these past few days, so what's new?!"Iha, maybe you should go see a doctor? I always see you throwing up," Aling Bebang said while still caressing my back.I felt a little better because of her touch, so I stood up from my seat a
"I didn't expect that because of my search for her, I would get into an accident on my motorcycle, causing me to break my leg and be disabled for a few months. Someone sent me a tip that she could be found in that area, so I hurriedly went there without expecting that my haste would lead to an accident.Months passed, and they continued searching for the woman I love. This time, even my dad helped in the search, but unfortunately, there was still no update.I have already started walking again, but up until now, there is still no news about her. I have already buried my dear mother, but still, there is no update about her.I failed the Bar Exam because I did not review properly due to my experiences, and my dad was disappointed in me, but still, there is no news about her.My dad has already passed the company to me, and I have made it prosper, but there is still no update about her. I have won the case about her mother, but there is still no update about her. I have even set her free
I never expected that I would fall for her because of our everyday interactions. At first, I tried to stop myself from falling for her because it was forbidden for us to get involved, if ever.But I couldn't resist. I was carried away by my emotions to the point that I claimed her as mine for life even though she didn't know it yet.But will she be mine too?My feelings for her grew even stronger when I learned about her past and how strong and independent she is. It impressed me so much that I even thought about making her mother's case my first case when I become a lawyer.Our secret relationship, which only I knew about, was going well until... I became careless - we became careless - until Buenaventura came along and acted as if he was my girlfriend.Until someone recorded us having sex. I tried to find the person who was filming us while Marra and I were doing that thing, but unfortunately, I couldn't find him.When I told Buenaventura about it, he advised me to stay away from Ma
The wake, where I always go to whenever I want to escape my bitter and complicated life.When I reached the foot of the hill, I paid Manong using the money I took from the person I killed.During that time, there was no path leading to the top of the hill yet, so I had no other choice but to climb it from the foot to the summit.The feeling of nostalgia that I first felt when I arrived here returned as soon as I reached the top. I closed my eyes and leaned my shoulders on each side to feel the cold breeze coming from the Pacific Ocean.Ghad. I miss this! I miss this feeling!It reminded me of how I found this place. It was raining, and I was crying because for the second time, my mother's friend abandoned me on the side of the road. Since I didn't know where I was, I had no choice but to follow the road in front of me.The second customer left me alone in the woods after using my body. I was left alone, crying and disgusted with myself.Since I didn't know the way back home, I just fo
The woman, whose name was apparently Jane, immediately followed the order of the gay in front of me.After a few seconds, Jane returned with a long black whip. I swallowed hard as I saw it, knowing it would make me cry if it hit my body."Looks like we'll have to use force on you, baby boy," the gay in front of me taunted before nodding to his companions.It seemed to be the signal for the two of them to approach me and grab my hands, causing me to struggle."Strip her," Jane laughed like a demon.The gay in front of me proceeded to rip my t-shirt off, and even though I was struggling, I couldn't fight back as the others were too strong.As my t-shirt was completely torn, the gay in front of me immediately sucked on my nipple, causing me to struggle even more.This passage contains graphic and disturbing content that may be triggering or offensive to some readers. It depicts a scene of sexual assault and is not suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised."No! No! No! Ple
I thought that she was just using me to pay off her debts, but it seems like she's also selling me. Well, what's the difference between the two, right? Because both of them would just lead me to becoming a prostitute."You're such a cautious one, mommy! You should be grateful that your son looks delicious!" the gay guy said while shaking his head, then he took out a white envelope. The others followed suit, taking out envelopes from their bags. Then, they gave the remaining envelopes they had, which I assumed contained money."Here it is, mommy dear," said one of the gays as he gave the envelope to mommy. Mommy was about to accept the envelope, but the gay guy suddenly took it back. "Wait a minute, mommy, is it really okay for the three of us to take on that kid?" the gay guy asked while raising his eyebrows.Mama nodded, 'Yes, of course! How could he not be well-trained by now!' she replied to the gay man's question, taking the money he handed her.When mama passed by, she said to th
Instead of feeling pleasure from what she was doing, I just cried. Disgust for myself filled my heart, but it was not a surprise to me anymore. It's always like this. This is always what I experience. This is always what I feel.Perhaps when she got tired of sucking, she slowly moved her lips towards my groin, causing me to squirm even more. I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't bear the disgust I was feeling.The woman got irritated with my behavior, and punched me in the stomach. "Stop acting like a fool! You act like this is your first time. Hey! For your fucking information, your mom has paid me and her other debts several times, so don't act like you're all clean!" she shouted, causing me to cry and cry.I cried and cried because she was right... she was right about what she said.. I've experienced this several times.. I've experienced being raped and used to pay off my own parents' debts... and I've prayed to God many times to escape from the prison of desire that I never wante
"No... please tita, spare me, please." I pleaded repeatedly to the woman in front of me, hoping that she would release me from her hold.But instead of pity, she just laughed as if she was enjoying my begging."No.. no.. no baby boy, your mother already paid me, so it's only right that I make the most of what she paid for," she grinned at me while slowly taking off her bra.As she finally took it off, her huge breasts came out, which I thought could reach her belly button. It sagged, but what really disgusted me was her extremely dark nipples. It looked like the typical breasts of old women, which is one of the things I fear."No, tita, please." I begged, while wishing to God that she would hear my plea - that the demon-like friend of my mother would be enlightened and stop her abusive actions towards me."No baby boy, no." She tried to sound seductive while saying those words, even biting her lower lip as if hoping to seduce me.But instead of looking attractive in front of me, she l
Instead of answering his question, I shook my head while repeating the words I've said to him over and over again, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Dashiel... If only I knew... If only I knew that this is how it is--"I couldn't continue with what I was about to say when I felt his index finger touch my lips, "Shhh... no need to say sorry, honey, because I've forgiven you a long time ago. And besides, I deserved what happened to me because if it weren't for my negligence, our child would still be here now." He interrupted me, making me quiet.My body immediately reacted to what he said, making me stand up from kneeling and sit beside him. "No, you don't deserve--" I was about to protest that he didn't deserve what happened to him when he put his arms around me, holding me tight.I feel sorry for him because he didn't deserve what happened to him and he is not to blame for the death of our child, but I couldn't continue to feel his lips on mine.Our lips touched briefly, but it was enough to c
When Buenaventura and Thunder came out of the hospital, that's when I stood up from my seat to go inside.If they thought that I stopped insisting on entering Dashiel's room just to see him, well, they were wrong. I would never allow that.It has been a week since I felt embarrassed in the hallway because of that witch. And since that week, she still hasn't woken up.And during that week, I tried several times to go inside Dashiel's room just to catch a glimpse of him or to watch over him for a few seconds.But the past few days have really been unlucky for me. Every time I tried to enter his room, I would always end up embarrassed and going home with drooping shoulders.I have been embarrassed many times because I thought that Buenaventura had left the room, but I always ended up facing her angry face. Because she was mad at me and an attention seeker, she would do anything to get rid of me, including throwing a tantrum and pulling my hair, which made me go home with drooping shoulde