Chapter 2

Natalie

It was one fine day. The drops were falling from the sky as a relief, like a blessing, and Natalie was waiting when she would be able to step out. The lecture seemed too lengthy, but she made her notes diligently. She had to try hard to focus, because rain was making it difficult. She loved rain. She just loved it.

As soon as the lecture was over, she threw her bag to her best friend Sammy and ran to the grounds. As the first drop touched her cheek, she smiled. Soon, the drops started kissing her, she stood there and drenched in rain, letting it soak her entire body.

Natalie finally opened her eyes and saw Sammy shaking her head at her.

“Come on, Sam. The drops won’t bite you.” Natalie urged her to join her in the rain. The other classmates were ogling at Natalie, others were smirking, and some were satisfied, thinking at least one of them was doing she wanted. But Natalie didn’t care about anyone.

“No, thanks.” Sammy took a step back. “I am not a sucker for rain. Besides I don’t wanna catch cold.”

Natalie sighed when the rain stopped. She came to Sammy, and shook her long hair, which made Sammy squeal.

“Ah! You evil little thing.” Sammy squealed and used Natalie’s bag to shield herself. “You are so dead, Nat. I am gonna fucking kill you, you brat.”

Natalie giggled and took her bag from Sammy.

“Come on, bitch, you won’t be drenched like me with a few droplets.”

The girls started walking to the parking, where Sammy’s car was parked.

“So, what are you doing tonight?” Sammy asked.

“Banging my boyfriend. He is just back from his camp, whatever it was. And I am horny as hell.”

“Ouch, looks like someone needs it bad.” Sammy exclaimed.

Natalie was always very clear about what she wanted in her life. And yes, she liked sex, and she hated girls who pretended as if they don’t want it. It’s a natural urge and women have a better libido than men.

Sammy was her friend but she was a bit shy about talking as she considered sexual activities a very intimate thing, which is actually true, but Natalie had no problem telling her man what she wanted. That way, both of them were satisfied.

Still, people don’t need reasons to makes best friends. Sammy and Natalie were not very popular in college. Also, there were not many cool people in their college and both the girls liked to be less popular. Less attention, lesser problems.

Sammy dropped Natalie to her flat in her beautiful pink BMW and waved her good night.

Natalie changed and decided to bang on Justin’s door. His roommate opened the door.

“Hey Rob.” But Rob’s face went pale as he saw Natalie. “What’s wrong?” She asked, raising her brows.

“Nothing. Justin’s is not home.” Rob was stammering, and Nat’s lip turned into a thin line.

But Natalie had seen his car parked in the garage.

“He damn well is, Rob.” She pushed him away and went to Justin’s room, where Justin was getting blowjob from a blonde while his best friend, Henry, was fucking her behind.

Natalie stood there as Justin was deep in pleasure and his eyes were closed. He didn’t see her. She crossed her arms and watched the show for half a minute, her ears taking in all the noises the sex party was making.

Natalie’s eyes went to the baseball bat that stood proud in the cupboard and she took it out. Justin’s friend, Henry, looked at her in shock, as she hit Justin’s thigh with the bat, not strongly enough to break his bones, and Justin opened his eyes while screaming.

He looked at Natalie, dressed in tight black jeans, a tank top and a jacket, long waist-length hair falling open, colored maroon at the ends and face red with anger.

“Nat. Baby.”

“You jerk. You fucking piece of shit.” Natalie’s face was red with anger.

Natalie hit him again.

The girl had stopped sucking and sat there, scared. Natalie looked at her.

“You, get out before I split your head into two.”

The girl took her dress and ran away.

Then Natalie looked at Henry.

“And you, Henry, guess you are not just his bud, but his fuckmate, eh?”

“Nat…” Henry shut his mouth as Natalie swung the bat. Justin sat there with his hands covering his dick.

“Get out, Henry.” Natalie barked while her eyes murdered Justin, who sat there wondering who will pick his bones once Natalie is done with him.

“Nat, please, calm down.”

Henry tried but her face warned him that he was only two words away from getting his bones broken by this woman.

He left the room. Justin’s heartbeat increased when Natalie shut the room. She pulled out her belt and started beating him.

Henry, now in his pants, and Rob, heard her from outside the room as she cursed Justin.

“You fucking cheater.”

“I can’t believe I liked you.”

“What do you take me for?”

“I am gonna kill you.”

When Natalie stepped out the room, she was again looking like the prim woman who had entered the apartment. She could be as tough as a diamond, and as delicate as a rose. It depended on her mood.

She adjusted the lapels of her jacket and exited.

She felt hatred for men in general as she walked the street alone. It was bustling. LA is one beautiful city.

Her anger had not dissipated at all. She had never believed that Justin and her will have a home and will live a happily ever after, but she had not imagined him to be unfaithful. He was always sweet, caring, and good in bed. Maybe, his skills in bed had blinded her to all of his flaws.

To relieve her anger, she knew where she wanted to go.

She walked three blocks, went east and entered the basement, not knowing that destiny was playing its game and she was going to face her future head on tonight.