My fucking vagina is fucking hurts. It hurts so much that I don’t know why, and I don’t know how it feels. I can’t explain it well, all I know is that it hurts and I can barely move my body because of the pain. I feel like I’ve been sliced in half and I’m only now feeling the effects of what happened last night. Feel like I was beaten a lot and the weight of my body.
I couldn’t get up. Even if I wanted to show up at the coffee shop and cosmetics shop, I just chose to lie down to sleep for the day. I feel sick. I feel like I have a fever in the pain of my vagina. Even when I urinate, I crawl. This is so fucking painful.
I really want to order a chamber pot online or an adult diaper so I don’t have to stand up. Maybe my vagina will hurt more when soaked. It’s hard to be in a situation like this when you have no sympathy.
When I woke up Enrique wasn’t here. I thought he woke up first so he can serve me breakfast. Isn’t that the case with books? After getting the woman’s virginity the man cooks them. Wipe the vagina with warm water. But I was wrong, all that written in the fucking erotic book are all lies. Its a fiction, indeed. Nothing is true and everything is a lie.
Cooked my ass. Warm water my ass. Suddenly he disappeared and there is no trace of him coming here. I feel like I’m the one hallucinating that I had sex with someone and then I didn’t.
Ervic made me laugh when he visited here earlier. My walk is a bit uneven and even if I try to hide it it is too obvious what happened. There’s no way to hide you there so I admitted before he thought that I had sex by someone else.
I woke up at 7 am and waited for Enrique to come back and bring me breakfast but it was noon and I was about to pass out from hunger but no one came. Then I will know that he is in Korea because he has a flight today. There wasn’t even a goodbye after he fucked me.
Authors are liars and scammers. They let their readers believe in such things that never exist. And I, the stupid idiot, believed what they wrote. I believed everything they wrote and now this is what happened to me.
Why did I think of supporting romance? I hope it’s just horror and thriller for all I see and hear, I feel like there’s going to be murder and ghosts right away. Damn! This is just like Enrique, who is trying too hard on himself.
“Ouch!” I went back to bed because of vagina pain. I was going to get water because my jug was empty but my body couldn’t take it either. My vagina is in pain, my body hurts including my heart.
But God, the pain is really too much. Is it really like this the first time? Should I go for a check-up? I can ask doc Keisha, our family doctor. Never mind. That girl is brother Dylan’girl.
My phone suddenly rang. And when I checked I saw Ervic’s number appear. I don’t plan to answer because for sure he will tell me nothing but tease me.
“Why?”
“How are you? Are you still alive?” I roll my eyes as if he saw me. I did not answer but put the phone on loudspeaker. “Hey?!”
“Dimwit. What do you need? If you just call to piss me off, I don’t have time.”
“I only asked if you were still alive so I could tell my brother.” My blood rushes and I immediately stand up when I hear the word brother. It’s like all my pain is gone.
“Enrique asked me?”
“No.” And I heard his annoying laugh.
“Dimwit.” But he only laughed louder.
“Well, brother, call me and ask me if we will meet?”
“Really?”
“Yes, because he will make me do a lot and he said to call you so as not to disturb me.”
“Tss.”
“Does that still hurt—-hahaha.”
“Hey!” I reprimanded him because his laughter got louder.
“I’m laughing. I can’t believe something happened to you. I feel like you just tried to make me believe that there is something between you and my brother.”
“Open my vagina so you know it’s been skewered.”
“HEY! You are disgusting!” And he acts like he wants to vomit. “You know your mouth is really a pig. It’s like you’re not Diana’s sister. Very far.”
“Probably, I inherited it from brother Dylan.”
“Yes, of course.”
“You’re really gay.”
“Don’t state the obvious. Anyway, I call you to ask if you’re available tonight. It’s a gimmick and your best friend can’t get away. I don’t have anyone with me.”
“I thought you had a lot to do and your brother didn’t want me to disturb you?”
“Why would he know?”
“I can’t even walk. My body hurts.”
“Did you take medicine?”
“No, is it required?”
“No, just drink coffee, it was stronger for you than medicine.”
“Precisely. Alright, I need rest. I’ll just sleep this pain in my body.”
“Is there anything else you want to say?” I feel him holding his laugh. He knew very well that I really wanted to say something more.
“It’s okay.”
“Are you sure? I will end the call now.”
“It’s okay.”
“Really? Ok, you said yes, bye—”
“Wait!” I shouted and I heard him laugh out loud.
“What do you need?”
“You are the devil. Dimwit”
“Say it, and I’m busy.”
“When will your brother come back?”
“Next year.”
“What?”
“Joke, tomorrow, because he’s not really in Korea. He is only in Cebu.” Then he laughed out loud. “Oh hey, bye. Take a rest because you need more strength to trouble, my brother.”
“Byers.” And he ended the call.
When he hung up I raised my hand. I sigh. I’m thinking about what happened. I don’t know if I feel happy or sad. Happy that finally, the man that I love claimed me or sad because he didn’t show any concern. Maybe it wouldn’t be too much for his ego if he waited for me to wake up and then asked me what I wanted or if something hurt me. Or at least tell me not to get my hopes up because he doesn’t care about what happened. At least he was still here when I woke up, right?
God! I’m already feeling bad because I’m the one being bullied, but I’m thinking differently. My body still hurts and I was not even appreciated. But if he thinks I will quit? Nah, I’m here. I have given so no one will give up. I will stand by how far this nonsense will take me.
And I will get him, by hook or by crook. He should be. Enrique is only mine and no one else can take him.