Chapter 5

MELISSA QUIZON

Four months ago, I surrendered my virginity to Wright. After that, we did it whenever we could, given the chance. We couldn’t get enough of it. Even when Wright’s preboard examination was approaching, he made time for us to be together.

I hardly went home anymore because he didn't want me to be separated from him. So I always lied to Granny that I was doing work overnight for my thesis and other projects. Wright added wardrobe closets to his room for my clothes and other personal things.

But last week, he told me not to come for a while because the water pipe in his unit broke, and he was currently staying at his parents' mansion. I tapped my fingers on the table while facing my academic books. I couldn't concentrate because I kept looking at my phone.

"It has been three days, and his phone still doesn't have signal," I whispered. I put my head on my hand and sighed deeply.

I couldn't help but be worried about him. When I was on campus, I couldn't see him, and he was regularly absent. I was starting to worry about his schoolwork. Leon, Fier, and Raquel were avoiding me. Now that Wright was not with me, I noticed that I didn't even have college friends. I was alone.

Well, I was always alone before Wright pursued me. Now that I was used to his presence around me, his absence made me anxious.

I was waiting in the parking lot and noticed Fier. I jumped off of the bench I was sitting on and ran towards him.

“Fier!”

“M-Melissa.” He looked nervous.

“I just want to ask. Have you been able to reach Wright? His phone—”

“No. I have no idea what happened to him. Maybe you can call Leon. He lived closer to Wright's parents' place.” Fier did not wait for my response and immediately went inside his car and drove out of the school parking.

I left the parking area with a heavy heart. Where did I go wrong? Maybe I did something that made Wright hate me. Was it the way I took a bath? Was it the taste of my cooking? Did I invade his personal space when I put too many clothes in his closet?

I was so alone.

I dared to call Leon even though we weren’t that close to each other. After only three rings, he answered the call.

"Who's this?" His voice was cold and expressionless.

"Leon. It's Melissa. I just wanted to ask if you can help me reach Wright’s—"

"You're just wasting your time with me, Melissa. Why don't you just go to Wright's condo and ask him yourself?"

"But he's not currently living there. His water pipe broke, and—"

“It was fixed two weeks ago.”

I stopped and processed his words. “It was fixed?”

“Yes. So instead of being a pest to us, his friends, why don’t you go check on him yourself?” He ended the call after hurting my feelings.

They never liked me. Why? I didn't do anything to them. Or did I? No, that was not what mattered right at this moment. I rode the jeepney and walked the busy street of Rockwell. When I reached the building he resided in, I gave my ID to the receptionist, who gave me a visitation card.

While walking in the hallway, I called Granny and told her that I'd be home late tonight.

"I’ve noticed that you're leaving more often, Melissa." Suddenly, my heartbeat quickened. "Don't get too close to the fire. You might get burned. Be careful, alright?"

"Yes, Grandma," I said softly before ending the call.

I took a deep breath and stopped in front of Wright's unit. I had brought pizza because this was his favorite food.

I was about to ring the doorbell when I noticed that his door was unlocked. I was puzzled. I never thought he would forget to lock his door. I opened it and went inside. I closed the door slowly so there wouldn’t be any noise.

I saw his bag on his couch, and a smile curved on my lips. He was here! I could finally see him!

I placed the pizza on top of the center table before getting beer out of the fridge. When I got back from the kitchen, my hair stood on end when I heard grunts coming from his room. My knees started to wobble. It was his voice.

I stood in front of his bedroom door, and my shivering hand reached for the doorknob. I dropped the beers on the floor, and the sound made the two of them stop moving.

My lips parted at what I saw. My eyes widened. My hands automatically covered my mouth. A man was lying on the bed, and a woman was sitting on his lap. They were both naked. But I couldn't the man's face.

"W-Wright?" His name barely came out of my mouth. My voice sounded hoarse.

No, no. Please, no. It couldn’t be Wright.

"What're you doing here?" My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I heard a voice behind me.

I turned and saw Wright's puzzled face. He closed the door behind me and pulled me to another room. It was as if I had lost the weight on my chest when it was confirmed that he was not the man in the room.

I hugged him tightly. "Thank goodness." When the door closed, I looked up at him. "I haven’t received any calls or text messages from you for almost a week!” I said in a hoarse voice.

He took a deep breath. "I'm back from Cebu. I just got home this afternoon."

"What did you do there?"

"I had to take care of something,” he casually said. “I couldn’t call or text you because Dad brought me to a cabin in the middle of the damn forest!”

He let go of me and went to his bed to lie down. I followed him and lay down next to him. I put my head on his chest. I felt his fingers playing with my hair.

"Wright, who's that—"

"Fier. That freeloader! I only lent this room to him because his ex-girlfriend made a mess in his unit." His voice was frustrated. “Then, that freaking ass made my place a motel!" He scratched his head and sighed irritably. "Tsk! Do I need to explain everything, Melissa?"

I was offended by his behavior. "I'm your girlfriend, Wright."

"Damn it! No more questions." He got up and pulled me closer to him. He immediately overwhelmed me. "I missed you, baby."

He kissed me hard on the lips. I wrapped my arms around his neck. I massaged the nape of his neck while our tongues played. He moved away a bit, but our lips were still touching. "Do you want to get laid tonight?"

"Yes, please," I said, trying to catch my breath.

"Yeah? Wild or rough?" he said as his haughty hand wrapped around my blouse. I moaned as he played with my chest.

"Shit! Wright! Take me! Now!"

He quickly removed our clothes. His kisses were intense and eager.

"Ah!" I moaned when I felt him all inside of me.

My nails dug into his shoulder. His every movement was fast.

"Don't fight yourself. You can moan. Let the neighbors know my name," he whispered in my ear.

"Ah, n-no. They’ll—"

"I don't care.” He bit the delicate part of my neck. "Damn! You're still so tight!"

"I-I'm c-close, Wright!" I lifted my legs to his waist. This accelerated his movements even more. I just screamed with every stroke of our bodies.

After a few more thrusts, we reached our climaxes. He fell on top of me. We caught our breaths. I wiped the sweat off his back. It looked like I wouldn't be able to come home tonight.

"I love you, Wright," I whispered softly and gently kissed his neck up to his jaw.

Wright suddenly got up and put on a pair of boxers.

"Go home, Melissa," he said coldly.

"What? Can't I sleep here?" I said, frowning.

He turned around, and my world stopped when I saw his dark expression. "No. Let's take a break."