Paradoxical Love

Chapter 21: Saturday

The skies darkened by the broiling clouds, waiting for the impending downpour that shall come after. Lately, I've been pretty busy with a lot of things that I have no idea how I ended up in those situations.

Even though I just want to accept everything, the pages of days were steadfast and undivided, I might be left behind. Now I want to write a poem about the tragedy befalling in my life.

I'm bothered why Helenia wanted to befriend us, then regarding Sattela's current condition, there's something wrong with her, now Matilda still misunderstands an important thing; it was about the hickey she found on my chest thanks to Kiana's uncontrollable desire. These spiraling dilemmas arose one after another, I can't handle this much especially I have difficulty dealing with girls. 

Taking precedence to what I should take care of first, I can't fathom why am I afraid of Saturday? I am the feared delinquent of Saint Legacy University of all times, and my knees are shaking at the thought of coming into the Student Council President's house for a meeting, possibly our fated confrontation.

I can't tell just yet, I have to forget the possibility that she'd sexually harass me, or else I might chicken out.

In her perspective, of course, she'd let out her assertiveness. The moment I agreed to go to her house, it was the time I fell right into her trap. I know she'd catch me alive, but even so, I won't falter nor run with my tails between my legs, she declared a formal confrontation, and the least I can offer is my bravery and pride.

I've been even more traumatized by girls since she did that to me. Even whenever my sister's in my bedroom or when she sleeps next to me like she always does, I feel somewhat uncomfortable. Even so, the most horrifying thing of all is that today is Saturday, the fated day I've been wanting to get over with.

It's been past five o'clock and I'm not in Matilda's house yet, I'm actually running late and I'd be ashamed to ask her to wait.

I slowly went down the stairs straight to the entrance not making any noise, she'd seriously think suspicious of me if she caught me going out at this time when I clearly have no excuse since she already bought daily essentials yesterday which served as my one and only pretense.

My sister should never learn that I'm meeting with my stalker. I was about to turn the doorknob when I heard footsteps coming from the stairs, I tried to leave before she comes but I was too late.

"Reyler? Are you going to the supermarket? Please bring me too!" Kiana begged so I'd let her tag along.

Surprisingly enough, her violet polka-dot above the knee skirt and the plain white almost see-through shirt even I can see her light-yellow brassiere; she's obviously already dressed up and prepared the right time to appear. How did she know I was going to leave the house? My sister knows something to such an extent she had a plan, I won't let my guard down.

Though seriously how can I tell her I'm going to the Student Council President's residence? She'd get jealous for sure, what I'm doing isn't normal and inappropriate. Now I'm literally out of options and I'd get busted at this rate.

Either way, I need to be able to come up with an accurate, convincing idea so that she won't suspect me in my connection with Matilda. I hate lies, except it is my only choice to tell white lies regardless of how would this end up.

Pretending not to be nervous, I'm actually sweating for fear of getting exposed alive. Please work out these magical words. I hope to avoid triggering the red flag, Kiana's my precious sister whom I cherish, I'd hate myself once she gets caught up in this mess.

"Because I..." What is going on with me? My mouth's instinctively preventing me from telling a lie, guilt's consuming me but I have to.

"Because...?" She raised her left eyebrow, once she suspects me I know that'd be my end. It means she's wondering why I'm coming out this day and time right now. The excuse I will come up with now will become the basis of whether she'd let me out of the house or hinder my way.

"Because... I have to help the Council President with her paperwork since she asked for my assistance. She said it was my punishment for always putting her schedule in shambles whenever I get called to the guidance office. I also can't do anything because the teacher himself approved her request." Every word I told is a complete lie, now I have to wish to the stars she'd believe this absurd excuse.

Now, she should throw out the wrong things I had excused about. I'm ready to be caught red-handed, I have no idea why I'm going to such lengths for Matilda but all I know is because it's a part of my creed.

"You want to help her?" Kiana sounded so doubtful I almost broke my facade.

"Yes." My face is dead-serious, I'm acting anyways I should do it in the most convincing fashion.

We are staring at each other as if she had figured out what I was up to, I was going to confess everything and tell her the truth when she clings onto my arm that surprised me.

"Then... I'll come too." She doesn't want to be left in the house alone, I kinda understand she'll get lonely, she tends to tag along whenever I'm out shopping on weekends so I guess she isn't suspecting me of anything.

"Huh? Are you sure about that?" As much as I'd hate bringing my sister on a confrontation, it's either I confine her here in our home and let her suspect me or I bring her and let fate decide what would happen.

"Of course brother, I also want to help you. I've got nothing to do and I'll be sad if you leave me here." She replied, fidgeting her toes.

"Okay, why not? The more the merrier. Let's get going." I told but who am I fooling? I can't believe I dug my own grave. Meeting with Matilda should be a secret for it is a formal confrontation, this is really bad once she sees me with my sister in tow.

I thought I had dementia for a second, it turns out my sentience stopped working for a second and the next thing I knew was that we're standing in front of the Florentino residence, the Student Council President's home.

We passed through the gate and once we stepped onto the threshold, I pressed the doorbell twice without showing I have crippling anxiety. The thing I'm worried about was Matilda's response to me bringing my sister when it was clearly an intimate conversation for both of us and not involving any third-party individual.

I got startled when someone on the other side opened it right after a few seconds, Matilda was there in her casual wear, it was like a dress with straps on the shoulder and her skirt was sky blue that reached to her knees.

"Oh, you're here now, Reyler. And you are... his sister." There wasn't a slight faint of her getting bewildered on her face, it was odd but she certainly awaited my arrival, and I'm not sure how did she expect I'd bring someone with me.

"Good evening Council President, my brother told me he will help you with the paperwork. As his sister, I want to help too." Kiana winked at her and grinned very brightly, her approach is a tactful one that no one would say no to her after that.

"I wanted her to stay home but she insisted so I couldn't do anything." I shrugged winking at Matilda too, telling her we have to continue the confrontation to another day, she shook her head lightly suggesting she doesn't agree.

"Good time, if you really want to help then please come inside. Many other documents need to be encoded so please I appreciate your assistance." Matilda's putting up her Student Council President facade, she's seriously planning to confront me while my sister's here. This is bad, I can tell this won't end well.

"I'll be in your care." My sister's always frivolous, so carefree, she immediately proceeded inside and went straight to the living room where the sofas were placed. The moment when I passed through Matilda, tugging my arm, she whispered something softly to me, which sent chills down my spine.

"You can't escape even if you had brought your sister." She's stern as hell, I didn't even look at her nor respond back, I walked in and she tailed right behind me.

Did she really reason out I brought my sister for the sake of stopping the inevitable? I comforted myself next to Kiana, and surprisingly enough, there were papers and documents lying on the table, the flower vase with stones beside her things has some sort of perfume incense to refreshen the air.

Now that I think about it, could it be she already predicted the possibility that my sister might tag along? And so she adapted and changed the settings of her living room is perfect for my excuse, which is assisting her in paperwork. So that's what Matilda meant when she said I can't escape, 'cause she's the one pulling the strings behind all along.

It's good that she's aware, preventing us from getting caught red-handed from this chaotic mess.

"Those papers there, just alphabetically arrange them by section and strand. I'll make some tea while you're at it." Matilda's showing us her hospitality, for now, we should accept what she has to offer.

"Thanks. We'll do our best." Kiana is much more energetic than I am, she picked up the mountainous documents and began sorting them out.

After that, she moved to the kitchen to prepare a drink for us. I just can't believe that right now, we're being manipulated on her palm. Now I surmise why she earned the title of Student Council President, her sheer ability to control a certain situation through her will is beyond what I can achieve by mere intimidation.

"Brother, the Council President's really a hard-working student. She can handle school duties and other matters pretty easily." Kiana complimented her, managing to sort the papers the way Matilda told us.

"I guess so." I'm speechless, waiting for Matilda's next move.

I rarely see my sister school-related work diligently, usually, she's feisty and always not taking her task seriously. I presume whatever my eyes reach is odd since I'm nervous.

But I also imagined, why do I even need to explain to Matilda? There's nothing between us. I comprehend my relations with her and I confirm she's just someone I consider as a dominatrix. My creed's asking me I should correct the misunderstanding and that's why I'm here now.

"Don't you want to turn a new leaf and be like her, brother?" Kiana asked filling in the gaps between the silence.

"Not because I don't want to..." I already have an answer yet I don't have the courage to tell her.

As if I'd want to imitate a girl who isolates someone they fancy using a love letter and when they are alone together, she sexually harasses despite that someone had lost his consciousness. If it's her diligence and perseverance, maybe I could get a gist of how an adult should act, but she's crazy, Matilda is a wild person I should cut ties the next time I confront her.

Speaking of which, she arrived carrying a tea set for us, bringing a kettle and two glasses, and a small sugar canister on the tray. "Please have a green tea I prepared, it rejuvenates the overall capacity of the body. I'll get the other papers over my room for now." We nodded to each other, she walked up to her room to get the remaining documents.

"Thanks! I'll try it now," Kiana had finished sorting out an entire set in no time, she must be thirsty.

Now I'm really bothered, I really feel like Matilda is plotting something with the two of us that I can't comprehend. My intuition never goes wrong, she's currently on the move.

I'm just halfway drinking this green tea when I tasted an unknown bitter substance, I can't figure out if it's really green tea or something else. Usually, my sister makes natural tea for me taught by our mother so I know the usual taste and aroma, though it seems what I'm having now is an artificial tea since it's bitter than black coffee.

"I'll ask Matilda about where these papers should be sorted, wait here." I stood up and bringing these handfuls of documents to the Student Council President, for some reason upon taking a step, I almost tripped myself, and Kiana seems to be stooping her head unsteadily I find it strange.

"Okay, brother... I feel... sleepy..." She gulped her glass of tea to the brim, I let her take care of the rest.

I went straight to her bedroom, just to be sure I checked if the door had her name on it. I knocked first and before I could touch the knob, she opened it on the opposite side and I kinda backed off.

"Huh–" Out of patience, she quickly pulled me into her bedroom and quickly closed the door. She grabbed the collar of my shirt throwing me hard on her own bed, and then she sat on my lap against my will. She covered my mouth so that I can't call for anyone's help.

I resisted with all of my might but for some reason, I am feeling weak and tired, what is going on? I can't move nor oppose her.

"Ahhh... Reyler, I really miss you..." Matilda probed my collarbone to my chest, breathing heavily, wanting to get ahold of my body for her own benefit.

Like the previous scenario that I expected and feared would happen; she purposely removed her hand from my mouth, I tried to produce noise yet can't even utter a word. She gently insinuated her index finger whispering near my ear.

"Reyler I can't control myself anymore..." She's longing for me. This is hell, she'd cross the line right here and now without hesitation.

On another hand, I can't control any part of my body let alone lift a finger. I'm dizzy and my mind is in a state of paranoia. Right now, the only thing I can do is to watch her have her way on me.

"But Kiana is downstairs..." I'm amazed I can still speak, it was the last portion of my strength.

"Don't worry... your little sister won't wake up." Matilda grinned so innocently she's actually enjoying the way I suffer under the pressure of circumstances.

"What do you mean...?!" And there I finally realized what she meant.

That wretched witch, the green tea we had earlier was bitter because a sleeping pill dissolved on our glasses. I can't accept she'd stoop so low to use morally wrong tactics, and the incense must have something to do with why I'm weakened. This is pure absurdity, she's no longer the Matilda I respected and admired; she's just a beast who hungers for flesh and lust.

I've never loathed someone like this before, I want to slap her face so badly and teach her a lesson yet I couldn't, I was playing right under her strings.

"Stop..." I pleaded, it was the only option left.

"You're mine... I said right?" Like a thirsty vampire, she violently kissed my neck, embracing me tighter than she ever could. Her fierce touches turned into gentle, but ticklish strokes of pecks along with her tongue kept brushing over my neck so passionately.

It's as if my world is spinning as if I'm in the middle of a coma and pleasure. She just kept touching me until I closed my eyes in drowsiness.

The sleeping pill is starting to kick in. Once I lost my consciousness, there's no guarantee of what would ensue.

"Just sleep well... my Reyler, I'd relish your body to the fullest." She whispered and a stroke of Matilda's smooch had allowed me to remember her desire. Her blonde hair's getting on my face, it was so fragrant I forgot she's still doing her business, taking advantage that I can't fight back.

I have no idea what she could possibly do to me worst than this, all I know was that before losing my sentience and falling asleep; I saw she's removing my favorite shirt probably undressing me for the main course, her eyes don't have the slightest guilt, and I despise her for being such a jerk.