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Eighteen ; It's Yours (Warning : Adult Content)
“Faith, are you going to help out in the kitchen?” Zaily knocks on Faith’s door early in the morning.
It is the Festival of Sacrifice. It is celebrated by Muslims all over the world on a particular day. Faith’s relatives would be coming over to her place later, but she doesn't have the mood to celebrate.
It has been two days since Chris left her house. There are neither calls nor messages from him. Faith has been sending messages to him but there aren't any responses from him.
Faith doesn't answer Zaily. She wakes up and goes straight to the bathroom to shower.
Seventeen ; Imprudence
Faith hears Chris’ doorknob hit the wall. The lights are switched on after. Marc, Ian, and Steven barges in.
Chris sits up from his mat, “This is not what it looks like.”
Everyone ignores him.
“Faith, get up!” Ian shakes her leg. “So, this is where you are.”
Faith pretends to wake up, looking shocked.
“Don’t you feel embarrassed?” Steven asks Faith. “Look at your dad, Faith.”
Sixteen ; Renege
Chris is going through his phone and looking through his gallery.
I can’t get enough of this girl!
It has been a month since he spoke to Marc. Faith loves what he has done to open Marc’s mind about him, but he just wanted a night with her where he doesn't have to spend the night missing her. He moves his thumb up and down his phone screen on Faith's photo, as if he were caressing her.
I want her all night.
Fifteen ; Rebellious (Warning : Adult Content)
“Hey Coach,” Faith walks up to her coach, Natalie, while holding on to her abdomen.
“What is wrong with you?” Natalie looks concerned. “You don’t look good.”
“I’m having so much pain in my stomach,” Faith fakes gastric pain. “I don’t think I can sit through the tryouts.”
“Are you sure?” Natalie asks. “You might not be able to compete in the upcoming tournament.”
“Yeah I understand, it’s alright, Coach.” Faith grimaces.
“Never mind, I’ve seen you play, I’ll put you in substitute,” Natalie says. “I’ll call you when any of the GA or GS is unable to play. Right now, you head home and rest.”
“Thanks, coach,” Faith answers and leaves.
Fourteen ; Assurance
[To my readers, you would notice in this chapter that there will be changes to Chris’ house. This is to show the difference between Chris’ life to Faith’s life. I’m trying to depict the story as close to real life however it’s hard because from where I stay, an apartment can cost close to a million dollars. Hence, I put it in the size of the lot form to show how different Faith’s life and Chris’ life are. I hope this helps.]
Thirteen ; Blinded (Warning : Adult Content)
Chris caresses Faith's arm and leans closer. She closes her eyes as soon as his lips touch hers. She twitches when his hands lower onto her thighs.
“Don’t be afraid of me,” Chris whispers. “I really do love you.”
He reaches for her hand and interlocks his fingers into hers. Affection glows in his eyes as he leans closer and kisses her again. He pushes his pillows aside and slowly guides her to lie down on his bed. He tucks a lock of her hair behind her ear and gazes into her eyes. She covers her eyes with her hands.
“Stop looking at me like that,” Faith mumbles nervously.
He lifts her hands away and kisses her again. He slowly slips his tongue, but Faith pulls back and covers her mouth with her hand.
“I, umm, never done that before,” Faith hesitates and has trouble maintaining eye contact.
“It’s alright,” Chris smiles while pulling her hairband, letting go of her hair.
He holds onto her waist and lowers his lips onto her neck, kissing her soft and gentle and gradually getting his lips down towards her chest. He eases down the strap to her dress and bra. She covers herself when the bra is unhooked.
“Trust me, dear,” Chris breathes as he removes her bra, exposing her. “You’re perfect.” He sits back up and removes his shirt. He continues to move his tongue lower and slides her panties down her long silky leg. He kisses her thighs softly and slowly goes in between her legs. Faith covers herself.
“I'm a virgin, Chris. What if I do everything wrong?” Her eyes are glistening.
“Hey, hey, hey,” Chris caresses her cheeks, calming her down. “There is no wrong here. Like I said, you’re perfect.”
Faith nods.
Chris shrugs off his jeans and boxers and hugs her tight. He kisses her neck again. “I’ll do it slow, alright?” Chris whispers to her. He moves in slowly, pausing every time Faith flinches and moans in pain.
She feels Chris pulling away slowly. “You’re bleeding, Faith,” Chris says in a worried tone.
Faith wraps her leg around him, making him fall onto and into her again. "Just do it," she says, sensing his hesitation.
He moves slowly but whenever she sucks in a breath, he wishes that he could take the pain away from her. He pulls her close as she nestles into him while he strokes her hair.
I can't believe she shared her body with me. I should feel victorious. Instead, I feel like shit.
Chris grabs a tissue nearby and wipes his fluid off from Faith’s abdomen.
“Will I get pregnant?” Faith asks, looking at him wiping her.
“You won’t, silly,” Chris laughs. “I didn’t release it in you. I pulled it out in time.” He puts his boxers on and pulls his hand out. “Come here, let's wash up.” Faith pulls Chris’ hand and sits herself up on the bed.
“I need to cover myself,” Faith looks at him. “I can’t walk out to the toilet naked!”
Chris laughs and took out his shirt for her.
Chris takes the shirt off Faith. “Get in the shower and wait for me.” He pulls down his boxer. He walks towards Faith, staring at her. He can’t seem to take his eyes off her sexy figure. Faith is tall with long legs. Even though her assets are still developing, her perky bottom makes him want her more.
I think I’m falling deeper in love.
“You head in first,” He turns on the shower and reaches for the soap. “I’ll leather the soap on you and clean you first, alright?” Faith nods.
Faith can’t ignore the way Chris leather the soap onto her. His gentle touch and the softness of his hands are too contradictory to his personality. He doesn’t seem to mind rubbing away all her dried-up blood on her.
Chris’ hand slowly slides in between her from the back and gently rubs her. Faith flinches and felt his erection next to her. He gently kisses her neck underneath the shower.
“Give me yours, again, Faith,” Chris whispers to her ears.
Faith nods her head and waits for Chris’ next move. She doesn’t know what to do. Chris holds on to her hips from her back. Faith bends down a little, inviting him, and holds onto the shower pole. Chris pauses suddenly deep in thought.
This view of her is something I can never stop thinking about now. Damn, she’s beautiful.
He spreads her legs a little and gently put his in. Chris sees her inhale as she grabs harder onto the pole. “Is it still hurting?” Chris asks. Faith shakes his head. Chris moves slowly again and hears her faintly moaning. He smiles at the sound of her moaning.
Chris dries her up.
“You better dress up now because I can’t handle myself looking at you from now on.”
Chris kisses her cheeks and Faith giggles. Faith is still in disbelief that she just shared herself with Chris. Faith is found to be staring into blank space multiple times while dressing up.
“Babe, are you alright?” Chris looks at Faith that doesn’t seem to be responding to him. “Babe… Babe… Babe?”
Faith blinks rapidly and shakes her head, reluctantly answering him. Something about her doesn’t seem right. She seems to lose all sense of time and space.
“Hey, hey,” Chris leans towards her and holds onto her hand. “I love you.”
Faith is back to herself again and blushing. “I love you too.”
“But it’s almost seven o’clock!” Faith’s eyes widen when she glances at her phone. “Dad hasn’t called or texted me yet. I really need to go before he does.”
“I’ll book you a cab, babe,” Chris reaches for his phone. “You have enough to pay for your cab fare?”
“Yes, I do,” Faith replied while touching her bag to find the mould of her purse.
As usual, Marc is at the lounge waiting for Faith to come home.
“Hey dad, sorry I’m home late,” Faith kisses Marc on his cheek. “Peak hour in town was crazy.”
“Should have asked me to fetch you,” Marc says.
“It’s alright dad,” Faith finding an excuse. “I shared the cab with Nina, and we made like two stops to get some things for school before heading to her place.”
Marc mumbles in acknowledgement.
As soon as she reaches her room, she messages Chris.
Hey darling, I’m home. Saved from dad. I’m heading to shower now. Talk to you later.
Chris replies:
But WE just showered 😉
Faith giggles at his reply.
As soon as she is finally alone, it finally hits her.
I just lost my virginity to someone who is not yet my husband. Someone that I knew for a little bit over three months. I still can't believe Chris and I did it. I don't regret a single minute of it, but I still don't believe it. What happens if he leaves? What happens if he gets tired of the same person and decides to find someone else? He was a Casanova. He could still be.
Faith stares at her naked reflection and then covers herself with her hands. The memory of her making love with Chris is replaying in her head. The way Chris touched her was so pure and gentle. She found herself wanting more.
But it isn’t solely about wanting more. At the back of her mind, she wouldn’t want Chris to be doing it with anyone else. She is afraid that a day without meeting him, would end him up in bed with someone else.
Faith skips school every time Chris starts work at six in the afternoon. They would spend time with each other in bed from morning till they had to get up to get ready before Yvonne comes home.
They are head over heels for each other.
Faith is back at school on a Friday only for her Design and Technology test.
“Hey, Faith!” Nina walks towards Faith. “Are you feeling better?”
“Huh?” Faith suddenly remembers the lie she told Nina about not coming to school. “Oh yeah, I’m feeling much better now.” She then fakes a cough.
“I’ve missed you!” Nina hugs her. “Wanna hang out after school today?”
“Oh, I need to head home straight after,” Faith lies, again. “My mum needs me to help her with the groceries.”
“Alright everyone, settle down,” directs Mr Thompson as he stands at his desk, with a stack of papers in his hands, looking at the students. “This paper will start exactly at 10am. Write your name and date as soon as you receive the paper. Do not start until I tell you to do so. You have ninety minutes to finish the paper. However, if you think that you are so darn clever and manage to finish the paper fast, you may hand in the paper and go.”
This paper is too easy.
Faith finishes her paper in only 40 minutes. She hands in her paper and straight out the door. Faith glances at her watch. She wants to reach home fast because no one was at home. She planned to steal. She is broke. So broke that she almost couldn’t afford her trip home by public bus.
As soon as she reaches home, she runs all the way up to her parents’ room and slowly opens all drawers, wardrobe and any storage boxes to find any money lying around. It isn’t a good find as she got only $18 in total. She goes back and opens the wardrobe again. This time she opens Zaily’s jewellery box and takes two gold necklaces. She closes everything and ensures that everything looks untouched.
She goes straight out of the house.
“$460 for this and $1200 for this,” The owner says pointing at the necklaces accordingly.
“Deal, I’ll take those amounts,” without hesitation, Faith takes that money and leave.
Having almost $2000 at 13 felt like a millionaire to many teenagers. She isn’t thinking of the consequences. Nothing was in her mind, except:
He’s going to be thrilled knowing how much I have.
