Pain & Macau
"Ma, I am so sorry, but I have to do this. Please trust me." she said on her wechat audio message. Her voice was too soft this time, an indication that she was feeling a little low. Her mom would notice for sure. She would also know what happened. Eventually, but not now. She sees in the screen that her mom is typing.
Her phone vibrated to notify that she had another message. It's her mom. "Alright my love, do what seems best for you. But dad can't leave the country. You know that, right?" And that was it. She knows she'll be celebrating the new year without her parents. And it was her damn decision.
Right after Derick had left that morning, she packed her things. She pushed him away without explaining anything. Everything was working out well for them until that one finger on her.
"Eve, I'm so sorry. I thought..." he said in stutter. He tried reaching for her hands but she stood up in haste and took her jacket that was beside him. She hugged it in her chest before speaking once again. "This thing never happened Derick. No one should know about this." she said firmly.
In a low tone, he asked once again, "I thought you trust me?"
"What I said and what I did were irrational. And I regret everything about it."
"But..." he said in contradiction. But she didn't let him finish his sentence.
"Please leave right now. And forget this incident." she said slowly while opening the door for him. And as expected, Derick took his leather jacket and his shoes under the coffee table. He didn't wear it but instead walked away with just his socks on. After a few minutes, she heard his engine start and immediately drove away. It took her a few more seconds before moving to close the door. That time, she just used her iPhone to lock the gate. She knows she would receive a call in the morning from her father when he figures out that she had actually opened their gate.
She ran to her bedroom. She took the luggages in the spare room and filled it with her things. She needs to breath and be away from this place. His scent is still all over their living room. She can't erase their picture together from her mind. She needs to do something else. Anything. And away from that place.
After packing, she used her wechat to book a flight to Macau. The earliest possible time is at 6:05 in the morning. It's past 4 already. She didn't hesitate to book it because she is just a few kilometers away from the airport. She knows she can make it until boarding. In times like this, there is no heavy traffic in the city.
She was somehow glad that she didn't unpack her hand carry luggage. Her passport and other travel documents are still in there from her previous travel just a few weeks back.
She was about to leave when she glanced at the mirror. She looked herself and unintentionally touched her lips. His lips are warm she could still feel it there.
She shrugged that idea and looked at her dress. She's still wearing that sexy red dress and her jacket. She realized, Macau is a little bit colder. And so she decided to go back in her closet and took the nicest drop down winter jacket that she has. It's silver and glittery. "You are really pretty." she whisphered to the winter jacket.
Grabbing her luggages, she went down. Those are not that heavy. Her flight booking has a free 7-kg hand carry and a 20kg limit. She didn't weigh those but based on experience, the things that she packed are so light. She needs to hurry.
Eve took her phone from her slingbag, she booked an Über. It's just a 15 minute ride to the airport.
Upon arriving at the departure area, she just showed her ebooking at the guard. Upon seeing that her flight is almost boarding, she was assisted by a crew and helped her with her luggage for check in. She was given her boarding pass. She didn't have to run. So she walks gracefully. With her height though she is Asian, her steps are really long.
It was ten more minutes before they opened the gate. 107B. Bound for Macau. She uttered a prayer of thanks when she finally was able to sit. She feels so sleepy already. Few more minutes I'm gonna sleep, she thought to herself. She didn't look ay the other passengers who are waiting. She was just staring blankly at the wall in front of her.
She doesn't remember most of her trip that time. Everything seemed so automated for her. What she remembered was when the time she woke up, she's in a comfortable bed. When did she book a hotel? She opened her eyes and it was dark. She crawled in the farthest side of the bed and hoped for the bedside table. And there was a lamp. She flicked it open.
Ah. 'I'm in Venetian', she told herself. She tried looking for her phone in her bed. Most probably, it's just there. And it was. But it was empty. How long have I been sleeping? She was constantly asking herself that question as she took her cable. Her Papa would be furious, but she knows her mom will understand. She needs to send her an explanation though.
She was never given the privilege of going to nature parks or beaches alone. It was way too far, her father would always declare. But with her family's wealth, she is entitled to stay in any hotel that she would like, as long as she would like, and as long as they accept Alipay and Wechat payments. She doesn't bring money with her. She was raised like that. Even before epayments were established, her father had always insisted that she never brings cash. In all her travels, there are just three essentials. Her identification card or her passport, her phone, and herself. She doesn't need to worry as long as she got those.
Eve stood up slowly and headed to the bathroom. She needs to take a bath. It was cold in her room but thanks to the hotel's thermostat, she managed to raise the temperature with just a few tap on the ipad provided. And she raised it even higher in the washroom so she could enjoy the warmth even as she stay in the water for too long. She prepared the water in the tub and put the rose wash fragrance.
She dropped her dress from her shoulder and faced the ceiling to floor mirror. Eyes wide open, she was awed. She got a lot of hicks.
She will be wearing her winter jacket and always close it in the coming days, definitely.
She did not wait for the tub to be filled. She laid herself in there and waited for it to be filled. It's already bubbling. While touching those bubbles, she can't help thinking about Derick. What was in his mind? Is he okay? He was too confident that time. And what's worse was her response. She gave in to that temptation.
His touches were warm. His kisses were wet and captivating. I still could feel his fingers on my core. I thought I was strong enough to resist something like that. But then no, my flesh gave in. And it felt really amazing until...
I felt pain...
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