[EN] The Lover | Short Story

The Lover

My first ever flash fiction; also my first story on Wattpad in English. So please excuse me if there's any mistakes in whatever form that is. Please feel free to point out these so called "mistakes" so that I can fix them ASAP. And I know I said about revenge on the synopsis, but really... this is more like a teaser for the real revenge. So I suggest you sit back and relax, and wait for the real shit to go down. Love ya xoxox

In a car parked on the side of the road under the city's dim streetlight, two young people are embracing each other. The engines are off in the middle of a cold night, but not inside the car. The boy holds his girlfriend loosely but firm, and the girl is practically clinging onto him. They stop in the middle of some hot french smooching as the girl retreats just enough to look at the boy in the eyes.

"Promise you'll love me forever?" she pants.

"I will," the boy replies. He then leans in but the girl stops him midway.

"Say it."

The boy looks directly into her eyes and with no hesitation he says, "I will love you forever."

The girl smiles, finally satisfied when someone bangs the car window. They both jump only to see a giant silhouette thanks to the dim streetlight.

"Oi, Mason! Open up, brother."

The boy, Mason, sighs. The girl places her hand over Mason's chest. "We can pretend like we're not here?"

Mason scoffs. "Like we can. Button up, Kait."

Kaitlyn pouts, but she still buttons her blouse while Mason replies, "Wait up!"

The silhouette chuckles. "Ooh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt something important?"

"Asshole," Kaitlyn mutters.

"Hey," Mason turns to her. "That 'asshole' is my friend, okay?"

Kaitlyn hisses. "I don't like your friend."

"And neither does he but he tolerates you anyway. So, please, just for tonight, be good to him, okay?"

His words sting, but Kaitlyn sees no use of arguing, so she presses her lips together and nods.

"That's my girl." Mason kisses her lips. "Come on, you ready? Brian shouldn't wait too long."

Meanwhile he's okay making her wait for him for hours to finish his stupid video game. But then again, Kaitlyn is basically nobody and the fact that a popular kid like Mason decides to date her is overwhelming enough that Kaitlyn pretends that he never did her wrong. That's what saves their relationship.

Mason opens the door and step out. "What's up." Mason and Brian do their bro-handshake Kaitlyn never understands; how can they remember so many moves and fists and snaps? Boys.

"Ready to go?" That is Brian.

"Yup. Everyone's there?"

"Everyone, except us."

Mason nods. "Go ahead, we'll be right behind you."

Kaitlyn shifts to front seat as Mason and Brian bro-hug each other, and then she waits when Mason walks Brian to his car. Sometimes she wonders if her boyfriend is gay for his best friend, and if she's just a decoy for the truth. But whatever. She loves Mason and Mason says that he loves her, so that should be enough. And for an added bonus, he's a great kisser.

Not that she has any comparison, though. But she flies through the seventh sky each time Mason kisses her, so that must be good.

Mason climbs into his car and starts the engine. "So," Kaitlyn says. "We're still going to the party?"

"What do you mean, 'still'?" Mason half-smile at her. "We never thought of changing tonight's plan."

No you didn't. I did. "I just thought maybe Netflix is what we need."

"Netflix after the party? Come on, Babe, you rarely hang out with my friends."

Because your friends are jerks and perverts and assholes that I cannot stand and I don't understand how can you. "Yeah..." Kaitlyn looks at the dashboard, giving up. "Okay."

Mason takes her hand and brings it to his lips. "Thank you. You're the best, I love you so much."

Kaitlyn can't not smile at this. "I love you, too."

Mason lets go of her hand to put in gear. And off they go to some popular kids party Kaitlyn has no interest in.

Kaitlyn doesn't remember much of the party. What she remembers are Mason and her arrived pretty late and the place was already crowded. They walked into the house and Mason went to greet the host, leaving Kaitlyn alone on entrance. It was loud and the lighting was constantly changing of blue to purple to red and there were drinks and beers and pots and brownies. People were drunk or high or both, very few still pretty sober. She wandered through what must be the living room to the kitchen and finally a bedroom. The bedroom was quiet and empty. That's where Mason found her, being comfortable in an isolated room.

He then gave her a brownie. "Try it," he insisted. "It won't do you any harm. It'll just make you relaxed."

And because he's Mason and she trusts him she ate the brownie. Within minutes, the effects were kicking in. She felt freer, and she laughed and she drank and she danced on some table on some room with people laughed and cheered. She felt energised, the crowds were applauding her, and then she collapsed, and Mason and Brian caught her before she fell to the floor, and she giggled, and they gave her more drinks and her head felt so light, and she remembers that she flied into a room, a quiet room like the room she was before Mason gave her the brownie, and then suddenly she stopped flying and she was lying on a cold, empty mattress and there were people-Mason's friends, she thought-and the last thing she remembers is cold air brushed her bare skin.

Oh my God, what have I done?

No, she thinks, looking at the naked and half naked bodies of men, scattered like pieces of junks around the room. Her sight falls on Mason near the edge of the bed. What has he done?

wait for THE BRIDE