Chapter 22: Luis’ POV

Breathily, I tried to explain so I could secure my freedom.

“But no one is here. No one saw, so no one would know. Plus, I’m just a wimpy kid—an ugly nerd who only has one friend,” I didn’t mind degrading myself to make her feel better, but it seemed to have done the exact opposite as I heard her sniffle.

“And that’s what makes it fucking worse,” her voice croaked like she was holding back tears, but the defiance in them was unmistakable when she said, “I know what to do. A smart plan to make myself happy with a win.” With a smile on her face, she eyed me from up to down through her glassy Asian eyes.

She was beautiful, no doubt, and I felt guilty for making her feel hurt, but I wasn’t so dumb as to please someone other than Garber at the expense of getting hurt myself.

I wasn’t curious to know the plan, but she continued anyway.

“I’ll scream if you don’t fuck me,” she said, and I had never prayed for death as much as I did right at that moment.

“What?” I shot my head up. My neck and the other muscles that were working hard to make sure that my body could levitate were starting to ache, but I didn’t stop fighting.

“What!?” My eyes were wide with terror.

“I’ll count up to five, and if you’re not hard yet, I’ll scream!”

“But I can’t control—”

“1. I’m sure you already know this, but no matter how much of a slut I am, I am still my brother’s only sister, and he’ll believe my side of the story over yours,” she said, and my heart thudded because it was the truth.

“2.”

“3.” She sang, obviously enjoying and anticipating the thrill of putting me in trouble.

At this point, I was genuinely trying to get hard just to get out of her clutches, and I regretted not working out as well.

Because it was the only reason why I was losing against her. Our strengths couldn’t compare, even though she herself didn’t work out.

“4. You must be gay.”

At this point, I was just too nervous to even function properly. Her countdown was like a ticking time bomb. It made me wonder what Garber would do in this situation. After all, he had no problem getting a blowjob from a girl after doing me.

“5. Time’s up,” she said before proceeding to scream the most earth-shattering scream I’d ever heard.

I had no doubt that my eardrums burst, but that was the least of my concerns when I heard the slamming of the door behind me and felt the strong impact on the back of my head.

“You bastard, what are you doing to my sister?”

“Chen!”

It was not until this time that I was finally able to breathe. Even so, I had just jumped from the frying pan into the fire!

“I promise that it’s not what you think, Chen,” I said as I scrambled to my feet, only to be punched in the gut and wrestled defenseless after.

“I just wanted to get something, but then he tore my clothes and pushed me to the ground. I told him no. I told him to stop, but he kept saying that he wanted to fuck me, that he loved me, but… sniff sniff”

“Lisa, don’t worry, I will end his life tonight. I don’t care if he’s my best friend or not.”

He said to console her while she continued sobbing and selling her assault story. She had actually described it as it happened, except she twisted the positions, making me the bad guy.

“I swear, nothing she’s saying is true. Please believe me,” I croaked from where I was curled up to protect myself from his one-sided hits.

“He… hiccup… he said that nobody will believe me and—”

She was sobbing so thoroughly that even I would have jumped into the scene to bring justice to this wronged young lady if I didn’t know the whole truth as the full victim.

I raised my head to steal a peek at her, and I saw a smug smirk on her face amidst the sobs and victim tales that she was spilling.

How could someone think up such evil?

She was acting like a drunk would, but her eyes were clear, and she didn’t even have the slightest smell of alcohol, which only meant that she was doing this without being under any influence. And that just terrified me even more.

“You bastard! I trusted you with my life. I never knew that you would be the one to betray me in such a way and to harm my sister when you know that she’s the only family I have by my side!”

“I didn’t, please listen to me,” I pleaded through the pain wrecking my body.

“Listen to you? You still think you have the right to talk? Luis, you bastard!”

He stepped away for a moment, only to raise the baton in his hand up, ready to bring it down again when his sister, now wrapped in a blanket, came in between us.

“Stop! You’ll kill him at this rate!”

“Of course, he deserves to die!”

“Just let him go. You’re too angry right now, and it’s scaring me. The trauma of him and seeing you so angry is much scarier, so please,” she said, and I watched as his anger disappeared.

“You heard her, didn’t you?”

“Get the hell out of here before I fucking change my mind and bury you in the patio!” He said, and I shot up to my trembling feet, knowing that the fight to prove my innocence was already a losing battle.

So I crouched over the bed, only to get hit on my back so suddenly again that my spine almost cracked.

I cried out in pain. “What the fuck are you still looking for? I said scram!”

“My… my phone. I need to pick my phone and trousers,” I said through my busted lips, but there was no mercy in his eyes, so I got to my feet and managed to limp out of the house in a walk of shame through the living room, with just my shirt and boxers on.

Outside, the thunder rumbled, and I knew without a doubt that it would start to rain soon—and also that I had no way of going home.

I started to regret all my life’s decisions leading up to this point.

“Here, your phone!” I heard the door open behind me, followed by the crack of my phone hitting and tumbling down the pavement.

“Chen, let me explain. There was a misunderstanding, but I promise I didn’t touch your sister that way. I didn’t even—”

“I don’t care what you have to say, and I don’t want to ever hear my name on your lips again. From now on, we were never friends, and I don’t know you. You should be glad and grateful that my sister said not to press charges or call you out. She doesn’t want people to see her like that. But left to me? You already know what I would do.”

He said, unmoved, and it seemed that the consequences of the actions I didn’t take started to weigh on me at that moment.

I had just lost my best and only friend because I couldn’t get hard for his sister.

I picked up my phone only after he had slammed the door in my face, realizing that the screen had cracked to the extent that it was starting to ink.

As if to add some icing to my suffering, I felt a cold wind blow and heard soft taps of the rain.

It was only drizzling for now, but I didn’t know how long I had before it started pouring heavily.