False Worried

I was startled after Cedrick came out of my room and slammed the door shut.

For a few seconds I stared at what he brought out until I swallowed the soup he allegedly cooked for me. Really? He cooked it? He cooked it for me? It seemed so hard to believe. And the fact that he made this soup for me feels so surreal yet I remember I was just like the kind of sex thing to him and me being sick... Won't be able to bring pleasure to him.

I took a bite to finish it and rest again. I was smiling against the soup. It was so yummy. If he really cooked this... He is a very good cook. And I just noticed... Is he here right away? He went home very soon. As far as I remember... He often finished his job at five o'clock or maybe six o'clock.

My eyes widened when the door suddenly opened again, and Cedrick peeked out, holding the doorknob. "Sorry, I thought you were finished eating, I was about to get your utensils."

My lips parted. "Don't worry. I'll take it to the kitchen." my answer.

"Nah, I'll come back here to get that. Don't come down. Just... wait until I come back." He smiled a little. "Take your time eating." he added before leaving again and closing the door, but this time, he was calm.

I held my chest. I was still looking at the door while feeling the fast beating of my chest.

It took a week before my fever got better. Before I entered I was still nervous. I'm sure there are so many activities waiting for me now and I'm the only one missing. I counted the possible nights and days it would take just to accomplish all of that, and my fingers couldn't handle it, there were so many and I'm sure I wouldn't be able to sleep!

This will be my hell days after being stuck in hell of sickness.

I was depressed while thinking. Poor me. I'm a wretch. I couldn't remember the last time I got lucky in life. Even that last day... I can't remember. Maybe it's because the things that happen in my life are just pure bad luck.

So while I'm still alive in this world... I'm just trying to stabilize myself because I know that maybe later, tomorrow, or maybe the next day... There will be another problem or test that I'm not ready for.

I dressed in a black jeans and blouse to go in again. I took another breath and sighed, hoping you could get rid of the nervousness. When I arrive later in the classroom, the first person I approach is Trevor and I ask him about the activities they did. I have never talked to that man and earlier when I opened my social media accounts he didn't message me even a single dot.

I broke fast first and went down to the kitchen, Cedrick was also there and he was topless. The only thing he was wearing was a black pants while he had a black designer belt around his waist. I sat down and took a pancake over the plate. While chewing, I stared at Cedrick who was in the sink, reaching for something on the upper shelves.

I shook my head with the enticing sight... From here... I could see the hair on his middle tummy that runs down his pants.

After a while, I saw myself sitting in the gunshot seat and Cedrick was in the driver's seat, driving to the university I was going to attend. His eyes are serious looking at the road as if he doesn't want to disturb.

"You sure you were okay now?" I was a little surprised when he asked.

I first looked at him in the rear view mirror to make sure he was talking to me. Do I know if there were earpids stuck in his ear and it was Elise who he asked okay and not me! But I saw him glance at me a few times and that's the only time I was sure that he asked me.

"Yeah. I'm fine now." I answered him and just looked at him.

"Great. But if you think you could feel a little bit dizzy. You can just stay inside the house and rest. Rest and rest... until you fully get well."

My lips parted while my eyes widened at what he said. "Huh? Just rest? No. Haha. It's embarrassing for you. It's okay. I'm okay. Don't worry." I answered him.

"I'm not worried."

My heart seemed to beat at what he said. I just nodded and turned to the window. Pain was still in my heart. As if it was wounded by sharp and long nails. This is my mistake all the time. I should have not assumed things.

When we reached the school, I was about to get off but he stopped me. I saw him take his wallet and he was fiddling with something in it, one of my eyebrows automatically raised, I think he is going to give me an allowance. He handed me a blue card in front of me, I frowned before taking it.

"What am I going to do here?" I'm a mess.

"You need money right? That, use that." He answered referring to his credit card.

My lips parted, his name was still written there... 'Cedrick Wagner'. I shook my head and quickly handed it back to him. "No. I'm only asking for one thousand or five hundred. That's too much. I might even lose it." I reasoned and crossed my arms in front of me.

He chuckled with my answer. "You were just asking for money last week and you made me even touch you soft pearl. And now you're refusing?" I can't deny that I was hurt by what he said. It was so boastful. It's like he said that to me to remind me how low and desperate I am.

"Grab and keep this," he ordered with authority as he held out his hand.

I slowly looked down at my hand on my thigh. "I don't have a wallet. It'll just scratch." I reasoned out.

He sighed and took something from the groovbox of the car. I saw that wallet and he really didn't agree that I wouldn't take it from him. "This was Elise. She doesn't use that anymore. That's yours." he said that's why I didn't argue anymore and I took it from him.

I got out of the car and walked the way in. I was looking at the red wallet that he said belonged to Elise. The heat in my chest intensified. This is how close they are. Because even one of the most important things that Elise has, she has. Maybe Elise's used panties, also hidden in her groovbox.

Because why not? His girlfriend is Elise. And there is nothing wrong with that.

"Hey! I missed you!" When I arrived at the door, Trevor greeted me immediately, his arms open and ready to hug me. "How are you? How long is our vacation, huh?"

I hit his arm that was wrapped around me and he only laughed in return. He still didn't release his arms from me and stayed I could press his chest, I could smell his perfume and he smelled so good. He's like a fresh picked blue berry.

"Hey! It's okay, you miss each other, okay? We're gone, single and with no one to hug after being absent for almost two weeks due to illness." As for one of my blockmates. "Get over there and your eye pain." he added.

Trevor and I both laughed so we let go together. He was smiling at me and he was telling a story as we both walked to my seat in the back, next to his seat.

"I called your cousin the other day. What's wrong with him? It's good that you two don't fight." I was stunned by what Trevor said and faced him confused.

My eyes are rolling.

"You called Cedrick?" I asked. "I mean, brother Cedrick?"

He nodded and scratched the bridge of his nose. "Ah, yes. I would like to say hello to you because you are already asleep." He made a downward smile.

My face softened.

My whole thought... He didn't care about me during the days I was sick because when I checked my social media accounts... He didn't have any messages with me. By the way... Cedrick called her and why didn't Cedrick tell me that Trevor called?

"Did you call again after you called Cedrick? I mean brother?" I'm still nervous because maybe he can tell that I'm not used to calling my older cousin by the title brother.

"Uh, yeah?" it's Trevor that's why I turned to him and put down my bag. "I called again. Around 7:40 pm, he didn't answer. I guess I had four dials? I didn't, he was killing me. I guess he was pissed at me? I guess he thought I was the wrong guy for his younger and beautiful cousin. ." He has an afterthought at the end.

I just shook my head while smiling and sat down. It turned out that Trevor called Cedrick several times but at least once there, that man didn't mention anything to me. Why didn't he tell me that? I also have the right to know that, ah?

After class I went to my professor's faculty. He was arranging folders on his shelf while I was talking. Asking for extra dead lines and finding out about the projects, activities, quizzes, long tests that I missed but her answer to me was... "Nah. You have nothing to submit and to do Miss Sanchez. You just have to submit the activities we have for today."

My jaw dropped at what he said. "What?! Does this mean... I'm falling for everything?" My voice was full of fear.

He laughed softly. "Nah. You already submitted everything." he said.

My forehead furrowed even more. "What is it? There was school work that I was supposed to do?" I pointed to myself.

"Not really. Mr. Wagner, who owned the half shares of this school told us to do that." He came closer to me and lowered his voice. "He said that you really suffered from a baleful disease and if we will give you those drums of tasks, you might be sick again. He ordered us not to give you too many school works. And it's okay, just don't make noise your blockmates."

I was seething with anger as I walked into the mansion. I should really be waiting for Cedrick to pick me up from the university but I can't hold back my anger anymore. He's really serious, huh? He told the school not to make me do the school works that I missed.

Yes, I complained about the amount of activities but that was just my coping mechanism! I will do the same and try to fix it. Cedrick's face is very thick and he underestimated me too much. Is it because I got sick that I can't do anything? Including school works... will I give up? God! School works were the only reason why I keep on fighting against the waves of my life!

"Aling Marta, where is Cedrick?" I asked as soon as I entered the living room. SHe stopped cleaning and smiled at me before answering me. "It's in his room, hija."

"Thank you," I nodded and smiled.

I ran up the stairs just to speed up my way to his room. And fortunately, it wasn't locked so I was able to push freely and open his room. And from there, I saw him standing on the side of the bed, he was wearing a bath robe, it looked like he had just finished taking a bath because his hair was still wet and I must have disturbed the time when he was choosing clothes to wear today because I can still see the clothes who was lying on top of his bed.

"I expected you to appear this early," he said as if he already knew the reason for my purpose.

"I sighed and nodded. I narrowed my eyes at him. "I just came from my professor..." I began and he also began to take off his bathrobe with each word I uttered. I gulped before continuing. He was fully naked now and I could see his crotch. It's hard.

"Why did you do that? Do you really think I'm stupid so I can't finish my activities and—"

"Before you tell that to me can you just take off your clothes first?" He cut me off.

"What?"

"Undress while you say what you want to say to me. Come on. I will listen and watch you." He ordered while his hands were clinging to her waist.

I started untying the ribbon of my blouse. "Don't you know that my blockmates can see me? They can see that I passed even when I'm not doing anything?" Every time I take off my clothes, he also stands up and his masculinity stands up too.

I said a lot and in the end I just took off my panties that were still on my body. When he noticed that I had no intention of taking it off, he stared at my femininity. I caught the even stronger erection of his masculinity that seemed to make me shiver even more.

He started walking comfortably towards me. My nipples harden even though he's not touching it yet.

"Can you just stop blaming me and just say thanks to me." I was immediately confused because after he went behind me, he put his hand inside my panties. He quickly played with my womanhood so I couldn't do anything but close my eyes very tightly and let out a long moan.

Holy crap. His palm. His hand. His fingers tickling and pleasuring me. Oh I missed this.

"Ohh, yes, Cedrick..." I moaned again because of his fingers that is now inside my vagina after a very long week of being sick.

"Fine.... Thank you..." There was a moan in every word I muttered.

"Good. Woman." He said then pushed my panties down. I'm defeated.