Pie's POV
I knew if I ever come to the house again, Kim might not want to see me or what come to worse, she might not be at home at all. After somewhat battling with my own thought, I decided to meet her at the office. She couldn't avoid me. I knew she wouldn't. I need to talk to her. I deserved a chance to explain everything because it wasn't my fault and she should know it was just a trap which was meant to ruin us.
The elevator took me to the targeted floor. I walked briskly to the front desk where I would meet Jane for the first place. Jane saw me coming and greeted me with her smile. She rarely welcomed me with a nice gratitude. I'll just presume that she has changed.
"Good morning, Ms. Pie." She said to me with her formality. "Ms. Kim is expecting for your presence." I was surprised to hear it. Kim did know that I would come here?
"Is she here?" I asked to the secretary.
Jane shook her head immediately. "She will be here in minutes. You could enter her room first." Jane told me.
I was about to walk to Kim's room when Jane called me again. "Ms. Pie, do you want some coffee or anything?" She queried.
"It's fine. Thank you." I told her and walked again. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday. I didn't feel like I need to eat. Everything went wrong with me and I was just too preoccupied with the problem that suddenly struck me. When I came back to my home yesterday, my sister was just too surprised to see me in that mess. She flooded me with a lot of her questions but I didn't answer any of them. I knew she was concerned about me but I don't think I could explain the things to her.
Nothing has really changed when I stepped into the room. Kim's belongings and files arranged neatly on their specific shelves and compartments. Kim is a neat person. I have acknowledged it since the beginning of my life with her. I walked myself to her desk; the image of Kim emerged in my view. Whenever I came to visit her, she would always welcome me with her enchanting smile. I have always loved the look in her eyes – she would gaze at me with her longing stare. The photo frame on the desk caught my attention. It's our picture on our engagement day. We looked so fine in the picture. I clutched my hand to her arm and we were both smiling like it was the most wonderful day we have ever gone through. I wondered how I could pretend everything on that day and it still amazed me on how I could stand it until now.
"You're much earlier than I expected." A voice echoed through the room, breaking my moment of contemplation. I turned to look to the owner of the voice and there she was, standing at the door while gazing at me.
"Kim..."
"Pie." She smirked at me and stepped inside. I watched her walked to my direction with her steady stride. She eyed me and my gaze never left her. My thought was all on Kim until I didn't realize she has already stood right in front of me. The brown eyes penetrated into mine. I anticipated it to be the loving gaze I have always loved to see but it only came to my disappointment when I saw only emptiness and coldness.
"I come here to talk to you." I stuttered.
"I'm expecting it as well." Kim said with her metallic coldness.
"I brought you breakfast. Look, it's your favourite." I took out the container from my handbag. I cooked her favourite dish for breakfast. Kim often told me that she loved the fried rice I prepared for her. I thought it would be a good start to avoid the awkwardness and by any mean, I hope she has cooled down a bit and regained her wise judgement.
"I have had my breakfast." Kim walked pass me and sat on her chair.
"I haven't eaten anything since yesterday. Let's eat together?" I said to her. It was meant to lengthen the time for us.
Kim gazed at me with her expressionless face and I just hope that she wouldn't decline my offer. "You're wasting my time and it's really none of my business if you have not eaten anything since yesterday or a few weeks ago." She sighed to her annoyance. I didn't expect that she would say in such a way to me. She is not Kim I used to know. Kim would always concern about me. She would be worried sick if she knew I didn't have a proper meal. This is just not Kim.
"Are you sure you don't want to eat your favourite fried rice?" My tears were threatening to spill. It was just too hurtful to see her treating me like this. She didn't even consider my feeling.
I put the container on her desk. Its aroma wafted over the room when I opened up the lid. I borrowed the container from Aunty Inn; it could retain the heat. I wanted to make sure that it's still warm when I gave it to her.
"Don't you hear that I had my breakfast already?!" Kim slammed the desk with her hand. The lid that I held in my hand fell to the floor because I was just too shock with her sudden reaction.
"Kim..." As much as I have tried not to cry, my tears had betrayed me.
"Get your seat now." Kim directed. I didn't see why Kim needed to be too harsh with me but as much as I feared that any of my careless doing would trigger her anger again I hurriedly took the seat across her. I dropped my gaze to anywhere but my hands. I was shaking – my whole body was trembling. It was not because my fear towards Kim was too overwhelmed but it happened when I tried to stifle my tears.
"Go ahead and eat." She said. The tone in her voice has softened. I gazed at her at any instant and Kim's piercing eyes met mine. I tore my gaze away from her quickly. She scared me and I hate those look in her eyes. It implied how much she annoyed towards me.
"You loved to give me trouble." She murmured. At last, I noticed that she took the container to her. I didn't know what she was going to do with it. I hope she wouldn't throw it away.
"Come on. Open your mouth." Kim said. I braved myself to meet her eyes again. Kim wanted to feed me.
"Hurry up, Pie. Don't waste my time." She complained. I let Kim fed me and I wished time could stop forever like this even though what I have eaten felt like sands. I took the opportunity to look at her face. Kim refused to make an eye contact with me. Only then it dawned upon me that I have missed her too much and the only thing I wished I could do right now is kissing her until we were both breathless.
The complete silence seemed comfortable to both of us. Sometimes Kim brought the spoon to her mouth – feeding herself with the fried rice. Told me she didn't interested with the dish I brought for her but in my observation, she ate a lot than me.
"I know you'll like it." I spoke up, breaking the silence between us. Kim's eyes met mine once and then she tore it away the seconds later.
"I should get over it by now." She muttered.
"Why?" I asked bewildered. "I can cook for you every day." I told her.
Kim stopped from eating and leaned to her chair, sighing loudly as if she was trying to release the entire burden in her. She seemed conflicted herself. After awhile, she leaned forward to a closer distance to me. I knew she was about to tell me something but then she dropped her head to the table in guilt.
"What's wrong, Kim?" I lifted her head up and leaned our forehead together. Her citrus scent calmed me – it always does. "You can always talk to me. I'm all ears." I told her.
Kim pulled away from me and took something from her drawer. I figured out that it's a cheque book. Kim wrote some amount on it and put her signature at the bottom part of it. I saw it clearly; the name of the receiver is me.
"This is the rest of the payment." Kim handed a piece of the cheque to me. I hesitantly took it from her.
"You're free now, Pie. You can go." She told me with her calm expression.
I placed the cheque back to the desk in fright. "What do you mean?" I asked, nearly shouting at her.
"It's done. We are through." Kim said casually like it meant nothing to her.
"What? How could you?" I snapped at her. "I'm here to talk to you and we are not yet done." I was indignant. The pain in my heart was excruciating. We are breaking up.
"There's nothing to talk." Kim shrugged. How could she act that innocent?
"Yes. We have something to talk and you need to listen to my explanation." My patience was growing thin. How could she take it that easy? She wasn't giving me a chance.
"You are given two minutes to talk and it began now." Kim took out her phone and started the timer. She was too mean. What has gone wrong with her? She's not my Kim.
"Whatever you have seen, it was not true. I was trapped and it all caused by P'Van. Please believe me, Kim. He was trying to ruin us." I burst out. Kim stared at me with a smug look. The expression on her face was telling that she wouldn't believe me. It would be difficult for me to convince her.
"Since when do you know how to put the blame on someone else, Pie?" Kim laughed sarcastically. "P'Van was with me that night. We are dealing with our clients. How could he travel in that short time when we were miles away from here?" What Kim told me was too unbelievable to my thought. I was sure that the guy was P'Van. P'Van talked to me and besides that, it's her sister's birthday.
"The last thing I could recall, he was the last person who talked to me." I felt my whole body went weak. If he wasn't P'Van, then who was the man in the picture?
"Now, you wanted to tell me that you have already forgotten the man you get fucked with?" Kim snapped me with her mean words.
"I swear I didn't do anything. Why don't you believe me Kim?" It's just too painful to be accused that way.
"Then you should ask yourself, what you feel if you see me sleeping with other woman or man." Kim statement sent me to my silence. If I were her, I have gone insane myself. No one wanted their loved one to be touched by the other person. It was like cheating to our partner.
"You have to believe me, Kim. I didn't do it." I was so hopeless by now. Nothing would work if Kim refused to believe me.
"I have pondered about it for the whole night, Pie." Kim started. "After all, I began to realize why you refused to marry me." She paused and took a lungful air in desperation.
"I am a woman just like you." She pointed a finger to me. "That would mean I'm lack of that one human anatomy which only a man would have." She snorted.
"If you happen to marry me, I couldn't please you as what you have gone through that night and the worst thing is I couldn't even impregnate..." I slapped her before she could even finish her words. I saw her lips started to bleed. That would mean I have slapped her with all my might.
"I'm not a whore, Kim. And I have never thought in such a way." My voice quivered. She was too mean with her accusation to me. Kim was too much.
"The moment I started to believe you, I shoved away all my fears to the back of my mind. I used to not believe in love but you showed me the other way round. You gave me the feeling that no one could make me feel. When I have sworn to myself that I was content with loneliness, your presence and your love has proved me that I was wrong; I longed for your care and all your affection towards me. I began to realize that I deserved to be loved and something which I could do in return is to love someone in my life. You meant a lot to me, Kim. You don't know how much changes you have done to my life."
"Though, I never really wanted to rush into a marriage, I have never told you that we couldn't get into it someday. I asked you for some time. Do you know why? I wanted to be a better lover to you before I committed myself and stay by your side as your spouse until the rest of my life. I only asked you for a little bit time, Kim. And you should have known, my thought has never reached to the point that you couldn't give me child or whatnot, I have never thought that. All I need is you and your love." Kim was staggered with my long confession.
"What happened to you, Kim? You have given me the courage to this love but now that I began to believe in it, you're the one who run away from me." I began to weep again as I looked at her face. The pain inside me was just too much to bear. It disappointed me that Kim was being irresponsible in the relationship which we were trying to build up.
"What's your point here, Kim? Pulling my legs and tell the world that it was just a terrible prank to break a girl's heart? What kind of person you are?" Kim seemed to be taken aback with my words.
"Just please leave now, Pie." Kim said and it was out of my expectation that I would finally see her crying.
"You don't want to see me again?" I watched Kim shook her head immediately upon hearing me.
"It's you who won't see me again." She murmured her words but I heard it clearly. The sudden realization dawned on me. My instinct told me that something wasn't right here.
"Kim, please tell me if you had problems. You can always talk to me. We can work on it together. Talk to me, Kim. We can sort things out. I know this isn't you. You love me and you won't let me go." I pulled her closer although the desk had divided us into two separate distances.
"Pie, you should leave now." Kim shook her head, denying what she had kept in her mind.
"No. I won't go anywhere until you tell me what's going on here." I refused. I sensed that something wasn't right with Kim. I knew she hid something terrible from me.
"What's going on now here is that we are done." I wished I heard it wrong. "You should go and never look back. I have granted your wish. You're free now." Kim took my hand and squeezed it gently.
"Promise me that you would take care of yourself, Pie." She requested to me just like it was her last wish in her deathbed. Kim baffled me. Once she was too mean to me but now she seemed to concern about me. What has gone wrong with her? I couldn't sort things out in this confusion.
"I know something isn't right here." I held her hand in mine.
Kim forced a smile to me. "Everything has never been alright since we first met."
"Now, it's time for you to go." Kim said to me – letting my hand go. I didn't saw it coming when again; two guards in black entered the room just like the scene which I was thrown out from the house yesterday. They held me by my arms and lifted me up as if I'm weightless. I was just too dumbfounded to sort things out until I wasn't even able to stop any of them. I tried to protest but my voice didn't even coming out even though I tried to speak to Kim. As they dragged me out of the room, I managed to hold my gaze at her. Kim was staring back at me, trying to look strong herself though I knew she was holding back her tears. It disappointed me that she let me go with all perplexity and confusion. Why my life has to be this sadly dramatic and pathetic? Our fate was just too cruel and nothing seemed to be fair to me.
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"P'Pie, you can't be this way." My sister's voice reached my hearing. "You can go blind if you crying continuously like this." My bed shook a bit as I felt she sat at the edge of it.
"Aunty Inn brought some food for you. Let's eat?" She pulled my body forcefully until I turned to her look at her.
"It's almost a week and it pained me to see you this way." She wiped my tears. "I don't know that heartbreak could be this terrible." She said and rolled her eyes at me. What a pathetic younger sister she is.
"You know nothing about it!" I snapped at her but it turned out that my voice croaked as I spoke. My throat was dried and I was just too weak to even move my whole abdomen.
"Sure. I know nothing about it." Hongyok made a face. "But you don't necessarily act like it's the end of the world." She rolled her eyes at me again. My sister rose from her feet again, walking herself to the only window in the room. It was too late before I warned her not to pull the curtain. The light began to shine the darkness inside my room and it apparently blinded me.
"Why the hell you open the window!" My eyes felt hurt.
"It's enough to live in this underworld surrounding. You need to get up." She returned to me. My sister was right. Since the day, Kim was breaking up with me; locked myself in the room, lying on my dusty bed without even bother of what was going on with the external world. My room has always been in dark – as gloomy as my feeling. I didn't think I need to see the sun again. There's nothing to care anymore.
"Leave me alone here. You won't understand a thing." I pulled up the blanket and covered myself again.
"P"Pie, do you really love P'Kim?" She asked me out of sudden.
"No. I'm in my recovery phase to get rid of the feeling."
"It's good then. I don't need to show you this." I heard she made a move to leave my room.
"What do I need to see?" I turned to look at her hastily.
The corner of her lips curved up into a smirk as she tiptoed to me. How I wished I could tear up that mouth. My sister is just too annoying. "You wouldn't believe this." She handed me a newspaper.
"What is it for?" I took it from her. God! My eyes were bad right now. It took me awhile to adjust my sight.
"Read." She told me.
The headline shocked me. It read, "THE DISAPPEARANCE OF THE ONLY HEIR OF JITTALEELA HAS RESULTED IN A FURTHER INVESTIGATION BY THE POLICE."
"It's the news of a few days ago." Hongyok told me.
"Why don't you tell me?" I snapped at my sister out of my awareness.
Instead of seeing a dumbfounded expression on her face, she snorted to her annoyance to me. "I was trying to tell you about it but you refuse to listen to me." My sister was right. I refused to talk to her the other day.
"Now, it's better for you to get up and clean yourself." Hongyok said to me. "It would be better if you could go to the police and give your statement. They are seeking for your help to investigate the case."
"They are looking for me?" I asked, horrified.
"It's your future mother in law who is looking for you." The image of Mrs. Jittaleela emerged in my view.
"How do you know about Mrs. Jittaleela? And how do you know she's looking for me?" It still baffled me.
"Everybody in Thailand would know about you and your relationship with Kimhan Jittaleela when the news has been the chief topic of the conversation in the town." Hongyok said long.
I threw her a perplexing look. "Fine." She rose up her hands in surrender. "The Jittaleela made a press conference regarding to the mystery of P'Kim's disappearance." She told me, complete with her hands gestures upon depicting the scene to me. It seemed serious.
"It sounds like I'm the suspect here." The terrifying feel started to engulf me.
"Unless you have something to do with her missing, you don't need to feel afraid of anything." Hongyok gazed at me with a smug look. What? She is my sister. She supposed to be on my side.
"I'm no wrong here." I recoiled. She seemed to put the blame on me.
"I have never told you that you're guilty. They need your statement and it would be so much helpful for the investigation." She sighed hardly and came to my side again.
"I know you love P'Kim, sister and I know deep inside you, you're worried sick about her. Let's get going now. They need your help."
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I was just too lucky to have Tavee. She has been a good friend to me ever since I got involved with their family. She has always been helpful and understanding. When I called for her help just now, she didn't even question me for my purpose. She did even arrive right on the time as we have promised. We were in her car sitting in silence. As what I have told her, she would take me to the police station. It was a lie if I wasn't nervous though I knew I wasn't guilty but it still fear me if Kim's disappearance has something related to me. Minutes have passed and I began to realize that we were not heading to the targeted place. Tavee was deviating from the supposed route.
"Where are we going, Tavee?" I asked to her. I glanced to my sister; Hongyok seemed not to bother about it at all even though I tried to make an eye contact with her.
"We are going to the Jittaleela's Residence." She told me with her straight face.
"I thought we are going to the police?" I protested though I didn't really express it in my tone.
"Mr and Mrs. Jittaleela demanded for your presence. I'm just doing my task." She snorted. Tavee rarely behaved in such a way with me. She was a bit different today.
"What has happening here?" I was bewildered.
"We don't have any idea of what has happening as well." She glanced at me before she focused on her driving again. "You are the only one who got the answer."
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Jittaleela Residence
Every step I made gave me an eerie feeling. My heartbeat quickened with the pace of my footsteps. Tavee walked ahead me and I trailed behind her while Hongyok walked in her steady stride next to me. She seemed to enjoy the view of the huge mansion. Soon enough, Tavee directed our walk to a room which I figured out to be somewhat a spacious hall. How couldn't I notice this room when I used to spend some times here? We walked further into the room. I saw a long rectangular table at the centre of it. A few persons were sitting there- talking to each other heatedly.
Mr. Jittaleela was the one who noticed our presence there. He welcomed us with a weak smile. "Have your seats." He told us. I took my seat across them and same goes to my sister – she had her seat next to me. However, Tavee didn't sit at the same line as us; she circled the table and sat next to Zee. Now it happened that four persons were seated in a horizontal line facing me and my sister at the opposite site.
"This is my sister, Hongyok." I spoke up to avoid the awkwardness. My sister greeted the people as soon as I have introduced her to them. I noticed that Mr. Jittaleela eyed both of us for the longest seconds like he has never seen any girls like me and my sister.
"Where have you been, Pie?" Mrs. Jittaleela reached out her hand to touch mine. Her motherly touch calmed my nervousness.
"I'm going back to my home." I told her truthfully though I never really wanted to tell her that Kim had kicked me out from our home.
"Am I too late here?" The familiar voice snapped my attention. Everybody looked to a direction and I did trace their gaze as well. There I saw Kim walked to our direction with her casual stride. I thought she has been reported missing?
"What's going on here?" I glared at my sister who was smiling widely upon seeing Kim's presence here. She did know something that I didn't. Was everyone here trying to pull my leg?
"Pie..." Kim stood right next to me and reached down to kiss my forehead. I froze there like a statue. The kiss felt so real and I wasn't dreaming.
"Have your seat, Kim. Mr. Jittaleela directed. "We are about to start the discussion." He added. What discussion?
"Wait. Could anyone explain to me what's going on here?" I got everybody's attention.
"Can I explain it to her?" Zee rose up her hand just like a little child who was so excited in her class.
"Go ahead, Zee. Make it short." Mr. Jittaleela gave his approval.
"Congratulations Pie Mindara Manaying, you have passed the tests." Zee began. Tests? What tests have I gone through?
"Wait, I'm not yet done." She put a finger to her mouth, telling me not to speak up when she saw my reaction.
"Kim did acknowledge us that you wished to call off the wedding and we did aware that you had a little contradiction in you for that. In order to get a rigid confirmation from you, we had set up a little play for you to go through and see your reaction to it. You know what has happened to you." Zee narrated.
"You did it to me?" I glared at Kim and she feigned a frightening smile at me. "I'm not a fucking whore!" Kim calmed me down by taking me into her embrace.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart." She whispered to my ears. "We had to." She didn't need to do that. She's torturing me. "You owed me a lot of explanation and no, I haven't forgiven you." I pushed her away.
"Let's start our discussion now." Mr. Jittaleela caught everybody's attention again.
"First and foremost, Papa needed to apologize here. I know that I was so rushed to let both of you getting married" He said apologetically while looking at me. "I have my own reason for that." He sighed heavily, throwing his gaze briefly to the empty air.
"Both Mama and Papa knew that you and Kim were lying to us about your relationship, Pie." She surprised me with her revelation.
"We knew that you and Kim have never involved in a relationship when she took you to meet us. It's not only that we did aware of the agreement which both of you have dealt for." I couldn't tell how dumbfounded I was to listen to her.
"Then, why were you pretending that you know nothing?" I asked, bewildered.
"Let's say that we are just getting along with the play." Mrs. Jittaleela let out a soft chuckled. "Just like what Papa has told you, we do have our reason for that." She turned serious at any instant.
"Remember the old picture you showed me the other day; the photo of your father with his three other friends?" I nodded at her indicating that I remembered it.
"There's a long story behind it." She told me. "I'll let your Papa to tell it to you. You deserve to know it." She turned to look at his husband for the cue.
Mr. Jittaleela began to narrate his tale and every detail he told us has brought me to a clear picture. Mr. Jittaleela together with my father, Mike's father and Fern's father were all good friends since they were young. Long story short, they treated each other as brothers and every one of them was important to one and another. Growing up themselves, they happened to have their special person in life. Mike's father and Fern's father found the girls of their dreams but as for him and my father, they happened to fall in love with the same girl who turned out to be my mother. Though Mr. Jittaleela was willing to fight for his love, my mother has chosen my father over him.
Putting their friendship before everything, Mr. Jittaleela quitted himself and let my father to marry the woman he loved. He was all heartbroken when he brought himself to travel abroad. That's when Mr. Jittaleela and Fern's father developed their business together in Australia. He happened to meet Mrs. Jittaleela there and not long after their meeting, they decided to tie the knot. Both of Mr. Jittaleela and Fern's father lost their contact with their two other friends while they were there. They knew nothing about them.
Two decades later, Mr. Jittaleela decided to return to Thailand only to find out that both of his other two friends had gone. He began to dig out the stories about his friends and figured out that Mike's father has become the chief of the most terrifying gangster in the town while my father was not the man he used to be. Because Mr. Jittaleela was too concern about my mother who used to be his first love, he paid more attention to my family. He learned that my father became an alcoholic because he was in a deep depression when the economy crisis had ruined his business.
What Mr. Jittaleela has narrated to us was indeed true. Having a family with two little children, my family and I lived in hardship along the years. I remembered vividly when I was young; it was a stormy night when my father returned to our home like a mad man – drunken and horrified. His business wasn't going well even though he had it supported with the money that has been lent by his friend. My parents were having a terrible fight that night and that was when the tragedy stained a deep trauma in me. I saw my father killed my mother with his own hand and the scene still lingering my night whenever it barging in my dream. My father ran himself upon realizing he has killed my mother and the day after, news had reported that he was found murdered.
Mr. Jittaleela tried to locate me and my sister but along the years of his searching, he failed to find us. He never got tired of locating us and it was all because he was stuck with the promise which he has made with my mother.
"What is it?" I asked out of my curiosity.
"When you were born, both of us have decided that someday, we would let children marry each other." Mr. Jittaleela smiled.
"What?" I shrieked in disbelief. "Do you want to say that even when I was just an innocent baby, my mother has arranged a marriage for me and Kim?" It was hard to believe it. Kim chuckled beside me but then, when I glared at her, she shut her mouth at any instant.
Mrs. Jittaleela laughed at my reaction. "It's kind of that way." She shrugged. "You don't know how disappointed your Papa was when he figured out that Kim wasn't a boy when she was born." Mrs. Jittaleela shook his head.
"So that's the cause why Papa was so rushed to let us getting married." I mused.
"He was so surprised to know that Kim found you before him the night she brought you to meet us. It was just a miracle." Mrs. Jittaleela sighed in content when she brought her mind to recall it.
"He saw what was coming and he decided to go along with it. He arranged your engagement and he was so excited with the wedding though he knew both of you are not in love with each other. He thought that a little force could bring both of you to fall in love with each other and that's when he decided to make it all happens in just the length of hundred days" Mrs. Jittaleela said long.
"I have to be honest about the wedding." I took a lungful of courage to speak. "I'm sorry but I don't think I'm ready for it." I told the elders truthfully. Somehow the burden inside me suddenly vanished in a snap. I felt free myself.
"We can postpone it. What do you say, Pie?" Mr. Jittaleela suggested.
"You can take as long as you want and I will wait for you." Kim said to me, taking my hand into hers. Everybody was looking at me expectantly, waiting for my answer to the suggestion. The wedding wouldn't take place too soon and it was all I wished for. What do I need more?
"I wish that you'll never get tired of me." I nodded at Kim.
"Does it mean that you'll stay with me?" Kim asked in disbelief.
"Yes, I will stay with you but I don't want to get married too soon." She laughed upon hearing me.
"Go ahead, kiss! We won't look." Zee exclaimed and it brought laughter to everyone. I didn't see it coming when suddenly Kim crushed her lips to mine. I couldn't tell how I felt inside me but the only thing I knew about it, this was the very first page of our love story.
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We were back to our home again and I was just glad that everything has gone right as usual. Kim and I spent the rest of our day unpacking my stuffs and whatnot. I made her do everything from me as her punishment to torture me terribly the other day.
"Come here, Pie. Lie down here with me." Kim patted the space next to her on the bed. I willingly led myself to take the spot. Kim hugged me by my side at any instant I dropped myself to the bed.
"I miss you so much." She kissed my cheek.
"Who said that I have forgiven you?" I pushed her away. "You were so mean to me and I don't think I can forget your assaults on me." I scowled.
"It wasn't my intention to hurt you." Kim sighed loudly. "I'm doing my best to save us." She said.
"The idea of trapping me to sleep with the other man came from you?" I asked out of my curiosity. The image of P'Van emerged to my mind.
"Yeah. I arranged it with the help of Fern and P'Van." Kim told me.
"I swear I didn't sleep with anyone, Kim." I didn't see why I need to keep repeating it to her. "And I'm not a whore."
"I know you're not and no one is allowed to touch you anyway." She soothed me.
"But how did you make the love bites so real? They wouldn't leave my skin for days." Kim laughed at me after hearing my complaint.
"You figured it out yourself. No one is allowed to touch you except me." She wiggled her eyebrows at me. The very moment I realized what she meant to me was the second Kim pulled up the blanket to cover herself. She was the pervert who gave me those hickeys.
"You're a sick psychopath! Taking an advantage upon my unconsciousness?" I hit her with a pillow.
"Do you know what's so hilarious about it, Pie?" Kim caught me in her arms.
"What?"
"We did put something in your juice but then it happened that you drank from the wrong glass. You were too indignant to P'Van until you didn't realize that you drank the alcoholic drink next to the glass. We were all worried that our planned wouldn't work but the outcome surprised us. You passed out after awhile you chugged it down your throat." Kim giggled as she told it to me. I was such a terrible drinker.
"And did you aware that you have a terrible effect once you consumed the alcohol? You become too sensual to handle." Kim laughed to her amusement.
"Stop. Don't tell me what would happen next." I nipped her mouth with my hand.
"You should listen to it." Kim removed my hand.
"No. You would embarrass me." I covered her mouth with my palm again. "We didn't have sex, did we?" I asked her out though my face was flushing red.
"What if I tell you that we did?" Kim smirked at me.
"You're a nasty creature!" I smacked her head. "Do you know that doing it without the other willingness resulted in rape?" I scolded her.
"Who was unwilling with it?" She made a face to me.
"Take me, Kim... Touch me." Kim feigned her voice.
"Stop it." I shut my ears with my hands.
"Kim, let me feel you..." Kim made her voice louder.
"You're disgusting. Stop it." I closed her mouth with my hand. Kim giggled until her body shook. I shouldn't have talk about it with her. She would embarrass me.
"I wasn't conscious you know."
"Perhaps you should experience it while you're conscious!" She managed to remove my hand from her mouth again.
"Could you please stop being a pervert?" I pinched her on her waist. Kim writhed in pain but I ignored her.
"It's only with you." She drew me into her arms to a closer distance. "I have always wanted you." She trailed butterfly kisses to my shoulder down to my arm. The way she inhaled my scent was too sensual to me.
"Kim..." A moan escaped from my lips when she happened to nuzzle the crook of my neck.
"Stop me before I couldn't control myself." Her breath was getting heavier as she kept nuzzling here and there to my exposed skin. My mind told me to protest her action but deep inside me, something dark and lascivious was taking the control. I let Kim savour the moment. I didn't think I want her to stop.
"May I kiss you?" She hovered over me in a swift move and pinned me down with both of my hands were being trapped over my head. I reached to her lips and she thrust the whole of her weight to mine. When was the last time she does kiss me until I was breathless? The feeling was just too good.
"Are you sure that you don't want me to stop?" Kim spoke too much and I shut her up with a long kiss.
"If you want my forgiveness..." I brought my lips to her ear. "Then make love to me."