Umbrella - Chapter IX
Lesson Nine: Solace
[Christian Yu, DPR Live]
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“I could help you take your mind off things,” he whispered into your ear, leaving a wet kiss on your neck.
“Christian. Yu.” You warned him. Your voice was firm and sharp like a knife cutting through the night.
“I’m letting this slide, because I can reek the alcohol coming from your mouth. But if you ever—“
“Shit, I’m sorry,” he instantly stepped back, creating a distance between your bodies. He pulled back his hands so quickly, almost as if he had been burned. With his eyes resting on you, he swallowed down hard, realizing the gravity of his actions, his intoxication, his momentary urge. His face was covered in shame and a trace of surprise. Surprise that was directed towards his own behavior.
“I-I don’t know what I was thinking…”
“I figured,” you gave him one last glare, before walking past him, towards the door of your apartment.
“Jenn, I’m really sor—” he tried to apologize again, as though his drunken words of apology could make the situation any better.
“Just go to bed and sleep it off, Christian.”
Christian’s eyes flickered open to the streaks of sunlight that trickled in through the blinds. He blinked, shut his eyes close and blinked again, tossing around in his bed. Suddenly, the memories of last night’s event flashed in front of his eyes.
“Fuck. Fuck! FUCK! “ He repeatedly cussed, his voice growing louder after every curse word.
“What the fuck was I thinking?” He asked himself, shaking his head vigorously to get the images out of his head. He immediately sprung out of his bed, pacing back and forth in his room as he ran his fingers through his hair in frustration.
He was out of control. He had to stop.