Showered by the Stars

35. Escape

We drove past houses, bridges, and beaches. It was almost dawn when we finally reached the place where I think it’s almost secluded.

They won’t find me easily if I’m here. And this is also the place where I run off to one summer. Mom knows where I am. I don’t want to be a bother to anyone but I also want to take a break from the society for awhile.

We found an inn near the beach. It was owned by an old lady who lived in a house at the back of it.

I pulled up my hair hid it when I put on my cap. I wore my jacket and went to the lady.

“Excuse me. Good day. Can we rent this place for a while?” I asked.

“Yes, it’ll be *****yen a day. Meals are provided.” The old lady said.

“Ah! Yes, thank you.” I said, handing a down payment.

 “Hey. Come here.” I called out to Eri-kun. I can’t call him by his name just yet. The old lady might find out who we are.

He still came and followed me inside the inn. When the old lady left I felt relieved.

“Sorry if it was rude. But I couldn’t let anyone find out our whereabouts just yet. Use the name Hayao to address me. And hmm—you can be er—Harou. Alright?” I said to him.

He sighed. “Yeah.Yeah.”

I headed to the room. I found a yukata. I put down my bag and took out my undergarments.

“I’ll take a bath first.” I said, going inside the bathroom.

The water was warm; it relaxed my body from fatigue.

I just realized that I’m alone in this inn with Eri-kun. A guy and a girl, what could happen? I laughed to myself. It might be a question that will apply to other couples. But between me and Eri-kun, even if society knows that we’re engaged, we’re not even one-step near to an intimate relationship. That’s why, I feel comfortable if it’s him. If it was Takeshima then it would be a different matter.

I gasped. I just remembered him. Why is it different? Eri-kun and Takeshima are both boys. And yet, it would still be different. I’m sure that Eri-kun won’t try to touch me. But Takeshima—he might just do something adult—

My cheeks felt hot. The thought of him just doesn’t add up. I decided to not give myself to anyone, especially him. And yet I—

I thought to myself as I touched my lips. It still lingered there.

I went to bed as Eri-kun showered.

Me? Falling for you? It just seems so far-fetched. The voices in my head just keep on saying, it’s hilarious.

I heard the door slammed. Perhaps Eri-kun went to bed already in another room.

Takeshima, you bastard! What you did is so unforgivable! I am not your object.

Those words kept ringing in my head as I slept.

In my dream, I was in my engagement party. It looked like I’m a third party here when I saw Takeshima grab me. I saw him do what he did to me that time but—

Wait! No! Stop!

He continued to kiss me and I kissed back.

No! What’s happening? This isn’t what happened!

He unzipped the gown and it fell off.

No! People are going to see! No! Please! Stop! Hey!

I wanted to cry out to my double that’s in Takeshima’s arms.

Ugh! Mizuki! Mizuki! Hey me! Stop it! Don’t let him! Don’t let him put his hands on your—Gyaaaaaah! No! Don’t put your mouth there!

I cried hysterically. I tried to get them separated but chains appeared and it tied me down. I tried closing my eyes. I don’t want to see it. But something prevented me from doing that. I cried hard. I don’t want to see myself getting done by him. It looked awful. Why can’t I stop it? Please just stop.

My cries were muffled as my double moaned at Takeshima’s every thrust.

I cried harder. No! Please! Just stop! Not by him! Not by anyone! I don’t want it. I don’t like it.

“Isn’t it fine? Good, isn’t it?” A voice said. It sounded so malicious.

“Wh-who are you?” I asked.

“I’m Lust. And you are Mizuki. And those people over there is Takeshima and you.” It said.

“What?! But something like this never happened! I didn’t let him.” I said.

“Ohohoho—you didn’t but this is what would have happened if you didn’t stop him. Great, isn’t it? Look at your flushed cheeks. Your erotic moans—“

“No! Stop!”

“--Your cries for more of it. It’s obvious that you like it.”

“No. I hate it!”

“Oh? But look at that. It would be satisfying if you were in that fake’s place right now, right?”

“No!!!” I cried.

It laughed. “Look at Takeshima. He’s enjoying himself. The same as you are. Your bodies intertwined. Both of your hands touching each other. Your bodies are compatible. Isn’t that wonderful? It’s exciting.”

I felt myself become hot. My body filled with anger. Unforgivable. This is not me. I am not low enough to accept someone I don’t love. Bodies. Compatibility. Lust. Just lust.

“Even if the bodies are compatible, if the hearts aren’t. I, Mizuki Minami, will never think, feel or say that it is exciting. Disappear you dumbass!” I shouted.

Then I snapped back to reality.