Chapter 3

3

 

Because our eyes met, my anger towards him grew stronger. If it weren't for him, my dad would still be here today. I shouldn't miss my dad and cry like this. If dad is here and didn't die, I shouldn't have anger in my heart.

Mama should be happy now, and she shouldn't cry every time she remembers my father. Mom would never have thought of committing suicide. I should be enjoying my teenage days right now, not doing this kind of shìt.

I wiped my tears. I don't know if he saw the tears in my eyes, but I think he didn't see them because it was quite dark where I was standing. I want to enjoy my teenage days, but I can't be happy thinking that my mother is still suffering from the death of my father.

I don't know why I suddenly lost my dizziness and became comfortable, even though the ship was moving. The only thing on my mind was my anger towards the person in front of me now and how to hurt him hard.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I tried to smile at him. I even waved my hand at him, but he looked at me very seriously. 

 

Instead of being irritated by his serious look at me, I just walked towards him. My knees suddenly trembled when I finally got close to him. Because he is leaning on the very edge of the railings in the cabin, I can't help but be scared that I might fall outside the ship.

 

I gulp and look at him. I tried to just look at him so that my fear would go away.

 

He was wearing a white longsleeve. His three buttons were also not buttoned, so I could clearly see his chest.

His hair was blowing in the wind like mine, but it was as if the wind was his accomplice because he looks so nice with that hair. Damn it!

"Go inside; it's getting late. You're a trainee here, and we'll be responsible if anything happens to you," he said seriously to me.

I ignored him and ended up holding onto the railings to support myself. I tried my best to fight the fear.

 

"This is not a playground. Go back to your room," he said firmly.

"I can't sleep. And I just want to train myself. I thought that I might need to overcome the fear and dizziness while I'm here. I don't want to be dizzy all the time, especially since I plan to work on a ship when I finish school," I said and tried to look down, but I closed my eyes for fear of falling on the water.

I saw him watching me, so I glanced at him and gave him a sweet smile again, even though I was fighting the fear of falling down. It's hard to pretend; I want to look at him with hatred, but I know that this will be the best I can do.

"And what are you wearing?" he asked in a baritone voice. I glanced at him and saw his frown.

"A clothes," I said simply and smiled again. I notice the irritation in his face, like he doesn't want to know how I answered him. He looked away and suddenly walked away.

My eyes almost widened, and I once again felt the fear that I might get winded and suddenly fall down.

"Hey! Wait. Don't leave me here!" I said in a panic, but I saw a table and two chairs on the side.

I didn't see that a while ago because I was too busy thinking about something. I saw him going there, and he took the one glass that he was probably drinking. He took a sip before sitting down. He doesn't even look at me!

Ghad! I really hate him! Can't he see? I need his help! My feet are trembling!

 

I snorted, and even though I was a little afraid of falling, I stayed there. I was afraid to remove my hand from the railing.

"Are you with your girlfriend?" I asked because I noticed there were two glasses on the table. One for him, and there's also another one.

"I don't have a girlfriend, and I don’t do girlfriends," he said quickly. His voice sounded cruel and firm.

 

If I don't have hatred for him, I might be scared of the way he talks, but hell! I really hate him!

Of course. You are a playboy. Fine! Tsk! He is the definition of tall, dark, and handsome.I don't want to admit it, but really, even with just a flick of his finger, the girls will surely be willing to please him. Aside from that, he is very rich.

Maybe if he wasn't the cause of my father's death, I would admire him too, but my anger is too strong to admire someone like him.

I slowly let go of the railings and walked towards him. My feet were still trembling, but I needed to go towards him and make him see that I am not a kid anymore and that I am not here just to play.

"Go inside," he said seriously to me while he was looking at me, but I ignored him.

I took a bottle of wine from the table and took the empty glass. I noticed the tension in his jaw and tried to catch my hand to take the glass that was now filled with wine.

I took a sip of it, but I also closed my eyes when I noticed how bitter it was.

"It's bitter," I said with a laugh, but I sip again because I can see how irritated he is now while looking at me.

"And you think it's funny?" He was irritated when he said that and stood up to completely take the glass and the bottle of wine I was holding.

I don't really want to drink, but I think I need this right now. To have the courage to do what I don't want to do. I looked at him seriously. His eyes dropped when I touched his chest. He looked at me even darker when I did that. I don't mind if he is now irritated. I need to make my plans, and now is the time to do this. I removed another button from his clothes, then I held and caressed his chest seductively.

"I also don't do boyfriend. I think we will be a good match," I said softly and seductively. 

I saw how his Adam's apple moved, which is why I smiled at him. I put one finger on his lips and caressed it.

 

His lips pursed for a moment, then he remained serious. He stared at me for a while, as if studying me and trying to know what was on my mind. I am uncomfortable with his stares, but I have to show that I am serious about what I said and am not affected by his stare.

His jaw tightened again. He removed my hand from his lips. I frowned when I noticed the edge of his lips lifted until he laughed. I was surprised. After his laugh, his serious eyes went back, and he made eye contact with both of us.

"And you think I'm going to be seduced by a kid like you? I have many women my age. I don't need a kid that needs to be taken care of," he said firmly while staring at me.

"Said I'm not a kid anymore!" I yelled at him. I was really annoyed right now. 

He laughed again, but sarcastically. "You even have the courage to kiss me, even if you don't know how to kiss properly. I didn't even enjoy kissing you that night.”

What he said was insulting. My nose is almost full of smoke because of how annoyed I am at him right now. The longer I talked to him, the more I got annoyed, irritated, and angry at him!

He straightened up and looked at me again. He was even laughing, which made my entire face blush even more.

Fvck this guy! Fvck you, Maddix!

 

"Go to sleep. It's not good for a kid like you to stay up late," he said simply before turning his back and walking inside.

I didn't listen to him. He seemed to notice that I wouldn't follow him, so he faced me again.

"You haven't heard me? I said go to sleep." He was again irritated when he said this.

I looked at him seriously. "Should I get someone who can teach me to kiss properly?"

I noticed the darkening of his eyes after hearing that from me.

"Should I talk to Wendell to teach me how to kiss? Well, it's not that bad, right? He is, I think, older than you; I'm sure he has more experience than you." I said that while I was putting wine in the glass again.

His jaw tightened, and he stared at me evilly. He looks so angry right now.

"Can you give me his number so I can call him? I can't sleep yet. Maybe he's not busy, right?" I asked before finally drinking the wine I was holding.

I caught a glimpse of his foot when he stepped closer to me. I smirked, and I knew he saw that.

"I told you that he is 28 years old, Liyah," he said emphatically.

I celebrated even more when I heard what he called me, but I couldn't help but comment that it was so nice to hear when he said my name. Liyah.

"And? Isn't it more exciting because he has more experience that he can teach me?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

He stepped forward again. All right. That's how it is. Step more, Maddix. And when you come, I'll make sure to lock you up with my lips.

"And?" He repeated my question and laughed some more. When he stepped again, I stepped backward. His jaw tightened, and his gaze became even worse for what I did.

"He is fucking older than you. Stop being curious and just keep yourself from studying," he said emphatically.

I walked quickly backwards as he came closer to me faster. I only stopped backing up when I leaned against the edge of the railings. I suddenly felt cold because the wind suddenly got stronger.

"I told you, I'm not a kid," I said, but stopped when he cornered me.

Instead of being irritated, I even smiled. He frowned when I smiled. I lifted myself up, and without thinking twice, I immediately touched his lips with a shallow kiss.

His hands are both on my side. He was bending himself while I was leaning at the edge, and my one hand was still holding the wine glass. I closed my eyes tightly at what I did, but he didn't move. I put one hand on his jaw and kissed him again.

When I moved away, my breathing slowed down, and I couldn't help but stare at his lips. I did everything to look into his eyes because I wanted to see his expression, and my courage suddenly retreated when I saw that he was also staring at my lips.

"I don't do girlfriends," he said while staring at my lips.

I tried not to close my eyes when I smelled his breath, which smelled so good. He drank alcohol, but his breath still smelled good. Is that even possible? Fvck!

"I also don't have or do boyfriends," I replied to him.

He let out a heavy breath, and I caught my breath when he brought his face closer to mine, and he kissed me the same way I kissed him.

 

It was so smack, but gently, but hell! Why was my heart pounding so hard after what he did?

"You're just a kid," he said, but I don't know why I feel like he's saying that to himself, or maybe I'm wrong and it's really for me to remind him that I'm a kid for him.

"I'm not a minor. I can decide what I want," I said.

I caught my breath again when he didn't say anything and just claimed my lips. I tasted the wine in him. I still can't believe that these are his lips. His lips were so soft. The first time he kissed me, it was rough, but right now, I can't believe that he was able to kiss me this gently.

I tried my best to answer his kiss so he wouldn't say that I didn't know how to kiss. I heard him cursing harshly as we pulled away from each other to get some air. I caught my breath, but I still hadn't recovered when he kissed me again.

My grip on the wine glass tightened. I tried not to let it go, but when he inserted his tongue inside my lips, I let the glass in my hand, which was the reason for the noise around. My knees were weak, and if he hadn't wrapped his hand around my waist, I would have sat lying on the floor for sure.

I placed both hands on his neck and tilted my head to kiss him more.

We heard the glass break, but he didn't mind that. He just continued kissing me and owning every inch of my lips like it was some delicious food. He pulled me even more, even though we are already so close to each other.