LOVER MONSTER!
50. Misadventures.
There was no meaningful reason for Jessica to leave Elixir. He had no intention of going far, not when he was just wearing casual clothes.
If there is an explanation that can be used as an excuse about Jessica who suddenly breezed out of her room, then the explanation is Demian. Demian Bellamy was already stuck in his mind like a boil in the ass.
Jessica wanted to figure out a way to divert her head from that curly-spirited perverted bastard. The answer and solution to his stress is a bookstore.
When you are immersed in the life story of another person, you will forget about your own life. At least, for a moment, you just leave all the problems that occur in your life. That thing, the sensation of forgetting that is the thing that Jessica wants to pursue now.
Jessica wanted to escape her reality by busying herself reading a number of novels.
"Hmmm~~" Humming lightly while continuing to put her chosen book into the basket, Jessica felt a sense of relief. The rift that appeared in his heart was sidetracked by the number of synopsis books he had read just now.
Oooh, how fun. He has a lot of new reading in his basket right now.
"The best man is only in the books, I think it's true." Jessica muttered as she picked up another book.
Most of the books Jessica chose were urban fantasy books. He loves a love story that takes place in a different world, with magic and other wonders.
The impossible happens in the real world.
"Oh, did I forget to bring a cell phone?" Jessica only realized this after she took out her wallet from the hoodie pocket she was wearing.
Shit, because Demian kept contacting her, Jessica became reluctant to look at her phone and now, she forgot about it.
"I hope nothing urgent happens," were the last words that came out on Jessica's lips, and the sky instantly betrayed her.
Just as Jessica was treading outside the bookstore with one big bag filled with new novels, a torrential rain fell from the sky, greet the earth and splash Jessica's feet with cold water that has been mixed with sand on the ground.
"Aaaaah, shit!" Jessica immediately looked for shelter. It - under the rain that falls like a splash of water - finds a bus stop that reots. Jessica immediately ran downstairs and laid down her half-wet body.
It was fortunate that the books she bought had plastic covers, otherwise Jessica could cry even more profusely from the rain now. The book - in Jessica's eyes - is a very valuable object. Moreover, it is a new book. Jessica will look after them like she's looking after her own kids.
"Ugh, why is it suddenly raining?"
After making sure her books were safe, Jessica pulled over and sat down on a long bench that was close to the stop wall. At that time, there was no one there but Jessica. So, without feeling any hesitation, Jessica sat curled up while hugging her knees.
Besides being cold, the reason Jessica was reluctant to lower her legs was because of the dirty floor stop. The wet and rotten garbage mingled with the weeds that grew wild in the corner of the wall. Some posters of old bands and political messages poked the wall behind Jessica, peeling and worn.
If the rain wasn't as hard as it is now, Jessica would probably run and find shelter elsewhere. However, the situation is not like that. The volume of rainwater that hit the roof stop is now so strong and heavy. The road was fogged by asphalt heat and rainwater that was like a curtain, covering the direction of view.
"Yeah..." Finally, all Jessica can do is accept the situation.
The situation is fucking, isn't it?
Today was filled with misfortune.
The rain that night brought not only the wind, but also brought memories that Jessica tried to forget before.
Slowly hearing the sound of rain, Jessica recalled her reason for being outside right now.
He tried to forget about Demian.
That fucking guy...
Wherever Jessica looked, her shadow always appeared. Because of that, Jessica became reluctant to be in her room and at the cafe. Jessica didn't want to remember Demian's stuff for a moment, at least until the pain in her chest subsided. However, the situation ended in vain, he instead obtained additional misfortune.
"It's all because of Demian..." Jessica mourns in grief.
The pain that gripped his heart was felt again. He recalled how Demian was kind to him, recalling every time the man appeared in his room and shook his feelings. Jessica recalled how much each memory meant to her, but not to Demian. It feels so painful.
The man should never have come into his life.., at least, that way, Jessica's heart would not be grieved.
Haaaah, shit!
While he was suffering under this worn-out and disgusting stop, Demian somewhere there must be having fun now! He only thought about Angela, as long as Angela was fine, she would definitely not care about what happened.
'He wouldn't care about me!' jessica is full of compassion.
Unlike Angela who lives in Demian's head at any moment, Jessica's whereabouts - most likely - are just a figure. Demian just came to him to unsaturated. A distraction he will encounter when he needs something more. Something she couldn't get from Angela because she hadn't opened her heart to him yet.
"I might just-"
- impingement.
Jessica refused to continue her words, because she was afraid to accept it as reality. He hated to admit that in the end, his existence in Demian's life was nothing more and nothing less than a toy and entertainment.
"Aaaaahhh, when will this rain stop?!" Jessica let go of her anger by yelling there. He looked at the sky that was getting blacker and blacker, and there was no sign that the rain would subside.
Jessica sat alone there, occasionally cursing the sky and occasionally drowning in the bronze. He has no other friends there that he can talk to, nor does he have anything that can defuse and distract him.
He was there, with Demian in his head. Haunt him.
Nearly two hours Jessica was under the old bus stop. The wind is getting stronger, bringing rainwater to tempias and wetting the floor of the stop that is dirty and sandy.
Jessica's body began to numb to the wind that froze her.
Various things Jessica had thought to save herself from the rainstorm that continues to fall with such constant. However, Jessica found no solution that could save her other than to make things worse.
Due to the volume of rain that harmed the rider, not a single car flashed in front of Jessica. It was as if Vegas was already a dead city.
Everything's quiet.
Everything should be quiet, but a light splits the curtain of rain.
A black sedan driving fast on the street, Jessica noticed the car with a frown in wonder. Who's crazy enough to drive in the rain?
While Jessica stared at the car's movements, the driver slowed down until he stopped right in front of the stop.
Everything was foreign to Jessica. Mysterious and terrifying. A feeling of alert crept on Jessica's frozen body, creating frightening memories springing up in her mind.
What if it's a serial killer who hunts prey in the rain? Bawdy guy? Or is it an angel of death?
Jessica recalled that she was in Las Vegas right now, it would not be as famous as a sinful city if its inhabitants were all angels. The devil roams freely in this city...
What if the one who approached him at this time was...
"Jessica..."
"Huh?"
Faintly, in the middle of the rain stub, the sound of the rider running out of his car reached Jessica. The voice was so familiar, so absurd.
Jessica...., is this serious?
"IDIOT, WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT WITHOUT YOUR PHONE?!" The rage is getting clearer. So loud.
Jessica blinked, hoping that the object of her gaze was not an illusion. Jessica hoped that her eyes were not deceiving her. Not now when I feel the day of rest mixed with happiness.
"De-Demians..."
Demian Bellamy-after searching for Jessica here and there, finally found the girl alone at an old unused stop. A feeling of relief flooded his chest, making the tightness in his heart subside. He got out of his car and the first thing he did was to pick the girl up with a tantrum.
Demian was angry with Jessica. Very angry when the girl harms herself in this situation. Demian did not know what made Jessica this reckless, but, if it was anyone else she was so considerate and meticulous.
Jessica...
"What if something bad happens to you, goddamn it?" Demian's panic subsided when he finally held the girl in his chest. Jessica is back in her arms, there's nothing more relaxing than that now.
He lowered his gaze on Jessica and realized that the girl was shaking in the cold. Demian-without a second thought, directly carried Jessica on her chest.
"Last a minute" murmured Demian. "I'll warm you up."
Jessica nodded without saying anything. He tightened his grip on Demian's neck, feeling the man's warm body flowing into his body. Share the warmth that feels so soothing. Jessica felt safe.
Jessica, finally.
The happiness that was wafting on his chest was now like hot coals. Although the rain spilled back on her head for a moment, Jessica melted away in a warm, bloated feeling.
Demian put Jessica on the back bench, hoping that the girl would lie down and secure herself with the blanket that Demian had provided there. However, after Demian laid Jessica there with great caution and care, Jessica held her arm that was about to move to the front bench.
Demian turned around and found Jessica pulling him back in a tight embrace.
"Thank you" whispered Jessica. His breath fell coldly on Demian's sharp-scented neck.
"If you're grateful, you'll have to pay me dearly." Demian made a joke while wiping Jessica's wet mane. "Never go alone again."
"I don't promise that" Jessica said, "But I'm going to try harder in the future."
"I'll hold your word."
"And so..." Jessica loosened her arms from Demian, her shady emerald eyes highlighting Demian's dark iris. "I'll pay you now."
While saying her last sentence, Jessica pulled Demian's nape closer towards her. While embracing each other's wet bodies, Jessica put her kiss on Demian's lips.
Demian accepted the invitation with a sneer.
The gentle kiss they exchanged slowly turned into a mutter. Demian, in the rain and on the silent and dim lips of the road, took off the black jacket he was wearing. He joined the ride on top of Jessica, enveloping the girl in her body heat.
"Don't pull your words" Demian said. Her hand caressed Jessica's cold body was incredible. The girl was outside for too long.
"I just wanted to give you a kiss earlier, why did you take your shirt off?" Jessica mocked Demian who was now bare-chested on top of her. Busy showers her with kisses and bites that leave a trail of redness.
"Why, huh?" Demian replies to Jessica, this time while removing the hooks of Jessica's equally wet hotpants. Her eyes were fixed on Jessica, knowing that the girl was teasing her now. Playing around after daring to make him anxious was incredible.
Demian had no idea where Jessica's courage came from?
It's because the girl doesn't know who she is. However, even so, there are limits to be made in treating people you know.
'Jessica Cerise, you shouldn't have played me.'
With that determination playing into her mind, mixed with the pranks implying danger, Demian again continued his rain of touches on Jessica's body. Makes the girl gasp in every touch and paging she gives.
"Demy..." Jessica groaned again, this time panicking. His body was stretched out in pleasure, his hands clutching tightly to Demian's manes that were between his legs, tickling his skin. Jessica wanted to escape from there. He was too afraid of the stimulation his body felt.
Jessica was afraid that she would lose her sanity to Demian's tongue motion combined with the pagutan and bite that provoked moans. Jessica couldn't stand it...
Jessica...
"Well..." Demian pulled her head back from the sidelines of Jessica's exposed legs. He puts his chin on Jessica's knee while his pair of dark irises stare at Jessica with spoiled temptation.
"I will not make you******* prematurely," Demian said. He then moved up and flattened his face with Jessica.
"Let's continue somewhere else" she whispered, deliberately teasing Jessica.
At that moment, Demian felt the satisfaction of no two when he noticed Jessica's reddened face. The girl was already on her threshold just now, and Demian took away all the pleasure that the girl almost felt.
Haha...
"You're warm enough now" Demian said once again. This time while wiping her wet lips by the saliva. Demian's hand graciously patted Jessica's head, spoiling her.
"Wear your shirt and blanket now, I don't want you back in the cold."
Jessica who failed to reach her climax looked at Demian full of hostility, her lips tightly clenched with resentment. Jessica did not dare to say objections to Demian's actions. He could not say how much he wanted the man now.
Goddamnit!
He's played!
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