The next day ...
"Action!"
I shot into the window, aiming at the models, specifically Aiko. Not because I hated her, that was beyond the point. The point of Pretty was saying that she'll never feel so beautiful, that the man she has now would never make her feel the way I made her feel, and no matter what happens she'll always be mine because our connection could never be severed. To see her have sex with this man, and enjoy it, pained and angered me. She was suppose to be mine, and her body was being shared with another man. In order to get revenge and to make sure she will never deceive me ever again, the only way out of this was to kill her and to kill her partner out of spite. I had this possessive side to me, and Pilling showed it very well, just a bit exaggerated.
"Cut! That was perfect Abel. You're done for today, and tomorrow we'll do the airport scene."
I nodded and started to walk to the SUV. Again I was stopped by the cheery accent of Aiko, only this time I jogged to her. She smiled, which complimented her pale skin. The scent of kiwi and strawberries were almost like an aura around her.
"Abel I was wondering if you wanted to come to my place for dinner. I feel it would be good for you to eat authentic Japanese food."
She smiled at me, and I smiled back. I couldn't say no to a face like that. Plus I was really feeling some sushi right about now. I nodded, and I guided her to the SUV. She told her address to my driver and we were on our way.
In the car, she was very quiet, no words being exchanged. No tension in the car, yet it felt uncomfortable, almost like a humid and muggy day. I looked her way while she looked outside the window, her eyes following the bright lights we passed. She looked so interested, so intrigued although this has been her home for several years.
"Beautiful isn't it? I lived here ever since I was child. So many memories." She said it as if she was talking to herself although I knew she was speaking to me.
We arrived at her apartment, a brown building that was three stories. She exited the car and walked to the front door. I followed after, and we walked up to the third floor. She opened up her apartment door and led me to the living room. Although I assumed it was going to be a small apartment, the living room was pretty spacy and the kitchen was pretty big.
"I know it is typical but would you like sushi ya hakumai?" She asked me. I didn't know the second part, but I nodded anyways. She smiled, and went towards the back most likely her room. I got up and decided to look around the apartment. I'll probably buy one for vacation purposes.
I went where Aiko walked to and saw there were three doors. The first one on the left was a bathroom. It was pretty spacious, a large shower, a bathtub, a toliet, and a sink. On the right was a empty bedroom, but looked more like a storage room. The last one on the left had to be Aiko's bedroom. It was slightly open but I could see Aiko changing into her house clothes. I shook my head and went back to the living room. I already seen her naked, but that was on a professional set. I was going to stay faithful to my girl at home. Yet was I being faithful? Did I feel something was going to happen? I didn't even tell Amanda I was coming to Aiko's place nevertheless tell her about Aiko. I knew how she would get and her mind would be clouded with doubts that I would find unnecessary while she would find needed.
"There is TV if you want to watch." She said. I turned around and saw she was in a silk robe that did enough to show the bit of curves she did have. I could tell there was nothing underneath except a bra. If this was her way of walking around her apartment what could I say? Demand her to put some clothes on? That would be rude.
She started to cook, the smell of fried vegetables in the air. I turned on the TV, and the first thing that popped up was One Piece, a popular anime. I didn't know how to work with TVs here so I just left it there.
I heard a phone ringing, and Aiko picked it up.
"Konbanwa."
The expression on her face softened up, although I thought it was impossible since it was already soft, and then immediately hardened.
"Anata wa korosanai yūchi suru dake de iimashita! Sono on'nanoko wa watashi no mondaide wa arimasen. Watashi ga hoshī no wa kare odeari, kare wa watashi no mono ni narimasu."
I didn't understand a word that she said but I knew she was angry and determined. It was something about the look in her eyes, the way they intensified with each word. The way her eyes clouded up with madness, but I knew soon enough the beauty that was now behind it would reveal itself once more to me.
She hanged up, and directed her gaze to me.
"I'm sorry you had to hear that. My other job is ... is being bother to me." She smiled at me and kept on cooking as if what just happened didn't happen.
Soon enough the food was done and she set it done on the dining table.
"I thought you sit on the floor to eat."
"I try to be with American traditions now. I want to work with American more so I learn American tradition."
My mouth was enjoying the taste of sushi with white rice and fried vegetables, so I didn't respond to her statement. But I did feel she shouldn't mask her culture in order to make it in the industry, it would be better to showcase it. The reason I came to Japan was because of the culture and to be inspired from it. The bright lights, no boundaries in anything they do ... It was almost like an amusement park in a way. Only more sensual and sexual.
"I hope you enjoy the food. It was my grandmother's recipe."
"Yeah it was very good. I have to leave though." I bowed thinking that was proper etiquette, and grabbed my XO jacket.
"Matsu." I turned around, knowing that meant wait from my few months of watching anime.
She looked at me with eyes full of lust, her lips formed in a smirk. She slowly started to take off her robe and dropped it to the floor. I couldn't take my eyes off her, as if she put me under a spell that was impossible to break unless she broke it herself.
I wanted to move yet I couldn't. I was mesmerized by her awkward beauty. I noticed my body started to burn, I started to sweat. I knew I had to go so I didn't dare take off my jacket. My mind was going miles per hour, imagining her in my head. I was getting anxious for something that shouldn't happen.
"I want to feel you Akachan."
I was at a lost of words, unable to speak my mind. She came to me and started to kiss me, her soft thin lips massaging my full ones. Her small hands entered inside my boxers and she gasped from surprise. I couldn't help but smirk.
I was now feeling the urge, knowing she felt the same way. She took off my jacket and threw it on the sofa. I started to kiss back, this time on the crook of her neck and nibbled on it, and she trembled under me. I roughly grabbed her from her waist to prevent her from falling.
This time she started to massage my dick, leaving me to close my eyes and groan.
"Follow me." She whispered in my ear. I opened my eyes, and followed her to her bedroom. She sat me down at the edge of the bed, and slowly entered me, whimpering at how her hole was being stretched. I didn't like slow, so I slammed her down making her scream. I guided her using her lips and when she got used to it, she started going faster. I couldn't do anything but curse under my breath while she moaned loudly. She perched one leg up on the bed, giving her a better feeling. I felt the urge to cum coming near and I know her urge was also near.
"Fuck Aiko!" It happened so sudden. I felt her warm cum come down my dick, while mine glossed her walls. She got from on top of me and laid down on the bed. I went to the bathroom and wiped myself down. Looking at myself in the mirror, all I saw was guilt and regret. I cheated on Amber. No, we're not together, but if she found this out, her heart will break. The trust bond between us will break. She will break as a person and I will break with her.
I'm so wrong...So damn wrong.
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Guess who is backkkkk. Yes. Me.
Alright guys so here is your (hopefully) awesome put together chapter. And yes the title is a Weeknd song.
So this Saturday I am waking up at 6:30 in the morning (!!! kill me !!!) to hop on the road to South Carolina to visit my dad's side of the family (!!! whom I never met so ugh !!!). And it's during my birthday week (!!! turning 17 on July 14th yass !!!) but that is not the case. The case is during the seven long hours of my father driving I will be writing my fingers offfff. So be prepared.
For heartache. Drama. Tears coming out your eyes. But don't cry in the rain because it is pointless. :)