63- Feast: My Turn

Sarah pov

When I woke up, my first reaction to the peculiar surroundings was, maybe I was kidnapped and kept in a room. Keith might be living in a nonfancy place, but his bedroom was opposite the exterior of the house.

It was modernly furnished with top–quality wood furniture. A big LED was installed on the ceiling while a high–brand grey colored room fridge was placed in a corner.

“Good morning.” The sleepy voice beside me made me go still and it all started coming back to me. How he started kissing me. How he brought me here to his place and how I came here willingly.

God! We were not even drunk.

And not even for a moment I thought of Justin. The love of my life.

Oh, my God! Wasn’t I engaged to him? Didn’t I just have sex with his best friend on his back?

The thought was enough to make me gag. I sat up straight and realized I was not wearing anything under

the sheets.

“Sarah!” I felt the confusion in Keith’s voice.

“Sorry, Kevin. I need to go.” I tied the sheet around me and got up.

“Did something happen? I mean…” He trailed off when he saw me looking for my clothes, wandering in the room. He was sitting there on the bed silently observing me.

“Nothing happened, Keith Kevin Bernard.” I said without looking at him, “Nothing happened. It’s just that fate is playing with me.”

I found my bra lying under the bed. I hurled all my belongings on my arm and went to the bathroom with the sheet still tightly clutched around me.

“There is an extra toothbrush in there, Sarah.” I heard Keith after locking the door.

“OK!” I answered back and quickly washed my body thoroughly to wipe away the scent of the man. All I wanted to do right now was sit in the shower and cry.

But no. This was not the time. I needed to go back home. I could cry later.

“I hope everything is good!” Keith tried talking to me when I came out of the bathroom. I started brushing my hair with a poker face. I wanted to look presentable while leaving the place. Justin never liked crybabies. And I was not planning to become one.

“Sarah!” He had just touched my shoulder when I shoved away his hand and started scurrying to the door

aggressively.

“Listen, Sarah.” I felt him coming after me, “I know you are disturbed…”

“DISTURBED?” I spun around in resentment, “YOU THINK I AM DISTURBED, KEVIN?” the tears were now flowing down on my cheeks.

“… I just stabbed Justin!” I sobbed, “Behind his back and could not keep it in. I …” I cried. Kevin tried to hold me, but I raised my hands in defensive mode, “See?” I laughed sarcastically, “I spent the night with a man. That too his best friend.”

opened the bedroom door and went out to what seemed like a

stop!” Keith was coming after me, “I’ll

to him, “Do you not realize Keith? Justin is your friend

same Justin whose

IS MY FIANCE, KEITH!” I shouted at him and pushed him.

He might be lanky but did not seem to budge from his

shouted back at me, “WHY DON’T YOU GET THIS THROUGH YOUR THICK

SKULL!”

anger was now coming out

happy with this one–night stand? Fine! We don’t have any emotional attachment towards each other, Sarah.” He said tiredly and pulled a chair out, “The man you are running after he is no

did not let me speak, “Shh. Quiet now!” He raised his index finger, “Tell me one thing, Sarah.” He pasted a sarcastic smirk on his face, “Have you ever seen Justin this happy?” he paused for a moment, “this responsive… This alive?”

not have an answer to this. Or maybe I did

think… Sarah… I… think that he has fallen

and turned on my

screamed behind me. The same old Keith who had been painfully and brutally honest all his life. He not only came after me but

I kept walking.

that girl either. Spare her. Spare Justin. Let them breathe. Let them go.”

her out and you will be standing there celebrating my victory.” I nodded at him. He was listening to me silently. Not giving any response, “When she will be out of his

strolled out

Ashley Walters pov

spent your childhood, Justin? I mean without your parents. Does money really buy you all the happiness in

lying beside him sharing the same recliner. His arm was around me and we both were chilling by the pool after

you anything kitten. Except one.” He

looked up. He gave a

you were never happy in life?” I asked him and he this time removed the loose t–shirt down my shoulder and kissed the bare skin.

let’s say, I was never contented.” Brushing his knuckles

How was life at the

was bad. But that warm love feeling was missing. The way a child is supposed to get warm and cuddly hugs from his parents. I missed that. That little Ashley inside me yearns for that. I was very little when I decided, I will not only

have sounded teary because his both arms tightened around

you want this?” He asked me and rolled me over his hard

giggle escaped my lips, “tell

in his tight embrace and reached over to kiss

not enough.” He pouted and

his nose tip and then took him by surprise

like a werewolf, Ashley.”

said fluttering my eyes, “I watched a werewolf movie last

night.”

that explains why you are behaving so wildly.” He teased me with a straight face and

asked

called me…

“What?”

You called me, love.” He whispered, “You never

his amber eyes. Shouldn’t

love to me?

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