Cain."Damn!" I curse as we collapse on the floor, our lower bodies entangled with each other while we stare directly at ourselves. It had been too intense and pleasurable just now and I'd never thought sex could be that good. It was just too good.Jude's palm covers mine, squeezing it lightly and his silver eyes glow, sparkling with an inexplicable color. They're so hot, is it bad that I want to have a go with him again just by looking at those eyes? It's like an addiction that pins one down after just a single try. It's so bad a temptation, I swallow hard. "So what now?" Jude asks, his eyes conveying a message that I do not exactly get. "What do you mean?" I question, curiously, not helping the smile on my face."What are we now?" He smirks and moves closer to me. His other hand rests limply on my waist, his fingers drawing tiny patterns up and down my naked backside and I bite my bottom lip that's already swollen. I moan lightly when he pinches my cheek butt, unable to resist the
Cain."... from dear Jude." Lashley finishes with the letter written in strange figures and strokes. She folds it and puts it back into the black envelope before placing it on the empty shelf. Even after a month, it is still weird and scary to look at a face as hers. Not just as hers, but as the rest of her peers. "The letters don't come with an address?" I ask, hoping there could be a clue at least. It's the third letter yet and the most detailed one that doesn't have to include pleasantries alone but he never makes a mention of where to find him or if he's ever going to come find me."No, master. The letter is just plain and besides his name, there's no special signature or label. Your friend sounds like a secretive person." It's even weirder for a smart woman like her to wear layers of those uglies."Jude is not my friend." I correct, unsure of why. "And you can call me Cain. Also, I think it's more proper that you and your colleagues all wash your face and stop applying whatever
Cain.Leroy, Shirley and her brother hadn't bothered to show me around before jamming into the party, socializing around, leaving me in one corner all by myself. Again, I'm reminded by how this place called Gliomys has brought me to the lowest point of my life where I have to be lonely most of the time. "Why are you hanging by yourself and not joining the party?" A tiny voice asks right behind me and I turn to see who it was. Damn, I gulp an unseen lump down my throat, amused and brainwashed for a minute. What work of art and nature!She stands there, shoulders held up and head held high...even the atmosphere seems to worship her. There are no words to describe her beauty. It is like the radiating sun and the elegant moon. She's like a goddess, thoroughly and thoroughly. "It is the party that marks the beginning of a new semester. It'll help you find more friends who have also just resumed school." She says as though explaining further why I shouldn't be alone with a miserable teacu
Cain."No worries, I've met him before." Zenyatta continues without giving anyone the chance to say anything and she takes my hand in her two small ones. A big smile frames her face as she glances at everyone but me. "He's Cain and he's a new student. Why don't you keep me in my care? I am pretty interested. "And why should they keep me in her care? The way she refers to me, it's like she's talking of some particular doll that she wants to buy."You shouldn't bother. Liam and his sister treat me well enough." I say, collecting my hand from her. I have been confused. She definitely looks like a sweetheart but isn't one. She's only a package of impossible confidence and bossiness. It is too much to be called adorable. She chuckles but doesn't leave immediately like one would expect a prideful person to after rejection. Or maybe, I am wrong and it is her pride that makes her stay aback. "Cain, in the presence of all these people. I am asking you to go out on a date with me. Think abo
Alpha Cain.The distant church bell dongs is the first thing that brings me out of my hearty sleep. Next is the Christmas music playing from somewhere not too far and it just stops my attempt to return back to sleep. "We wanna wish you...' The lyrics sound as though they're mocking my lazy ass and only makes noise in my ears, rather than creating excitement in me. But then the church bell that seemed to have stopped ringing a while ago starts to ring again, this time sounding even more terrifying. And it even gets company... Those loud trumpet sounds. Really, Jesus only talked of blowing trumpets whenever the world ends and not on the day he was given birth to! Stupid Christmas morning rituals. Jesus had lived his days the way he deemed it fit and now these people wouldn't even let me enjoy just one good sleep...I'm certain I should've gone down underneath the soil if they celebrated everyone's birthday this way. And it only becomes more annoying when a female voice starts to sing al
Cain."Alpha, " aunty Pam rushes to welcome me with news the moment I get in but she halts on sighting my bandaged leg and that worried look takes up the formerly anticipating look. "What happened?" She questions, bothered. "Nothing much. Just Dani's shit." I shrug it off and attempt to limp to my desk but she wouldn't let me have it and rather assists me to the desk. The simple gesture from her rather reminds me of my childhood and most of my moments with dad."Are you okay?" She asks, still putting on that long face but her voice tells me she's already beginning to panic. "I'm fine. What were you saying?" She nods and points to a package that's on my desk. "Someone asked me to give you this minutes ago. Wouldn't leave a name or an address." Anonymous?"Did you check what's in it?" I ask, stretching forward and grabbing the decorated box. It's a beautiful package but I've often listened to tales of the beautiful package and shitty gift. It's like beautiful outside, stinky inside.
Cain.The sun rays greets me 'morning' after waking up from what seems like a long slumber and I groan. It seems I've been waking up to nothing but the sun these days. I roll to the other end of the bed, reluctant about leaving the comfort of the bed yet."You're awake?" That voice leaves me astounded for a minute and makes me confirm that what I would've loved to conclude as part of the dream is nothing but reality. Last night...I can barely remember anything aside from ending up in bed with him, getting a good ride and being cuddled up. I can't even say the rest of our conversation and to start with, he's the same person I've always despised for five years until he disappeared, concluded to be dead and gone for good! Well, at least he was as good as dead but until the last twenty four hours. "Good morning, Cain. "He greets as I sit up, the duvet draping down to below my chest. He's naked and I'm no better except for the material covering my abdomen and below. And damn...I must say
Cain."There's a welcome feast for Jude tonight. Will you be attending?" Aunty Pam asks the night after Jude's arrival and I give my reply abruptly, "No," I return to typing the paperwork but she doesn't let me off the hook so easily like I would've expected. "You'll be expected to give the welcome speech, you're sure you don't want to come?" I sigh and finally look up at her, tired of her pestering already. "I didn't make the decision to let him stay. The elders might as well give the welcome speech also. It seems being alpha is just a title that doesn't come with any responsibility. " No, it's a fucking bondage and one that seems to be inescapable. "You don't say that, Cain. "Aunty Pam frowns at my rudeness and I roll my eyes. Who would call that rude? I'm just being sincere. Those motherfuckers are nothing but overbearing fools who try to impose their decisions on anyone and anywhere they deem it fit but it's not like I care. They can have it all for all that matters. After they