"Chapter 19" ✔️

A picture of Arthur's wolf, Zion ^^^

So here is another update for you lovelies and this time, you'll be able to read Ash's side after he met Arthur.

Hope you guys like it and I apologize for the errors and typos in this chapter and over all, the story..

Ashley's POV

I can't believe what just happened.

As I was walking towards the back porch to hand Mama the wine she asked me to get, the thought of what happened in the basement with Arthur came flooding into my mind. Did I really freak out over something so utterly stupid and latch onto him like that? Now I'm sure now he thinks I'm weird or something.

Well maybe if it weren't for all those noises, my phone going crazy, and slamming of the door I wouldn't have scared myself near to death. And what added to the already worse situation was my phone dying in the worst situation ever. And since I freaking hate being in the dark; even if I just said I'm over it, I had no other choice but to hold onto the only person who was close to proximity for dear life, which was none other than Arthur.

Now that the adrenaline died down, the embarrassment started to kick in. I still can't get over the fact that I held onto Arthur like my life depended on it just because I'm afraid of being in the dark. Well, I was scared, which was acceptable enough reason to latch onto someone for safety. And whenever your under the influence of fear, your body's gonna act on instinct, so that's what I did.

And knowing that he was there holding my trembling body as he tries to sooth me from my fears, made it more awkward than it already is. But since he didn't make fun of me, I was also thankful that he kept me safe.

But on the other hand, what's odd was the sparks. Whenever my skin touches Arthur's, it keeps appearing. I don't know why but I suspect it's just because of static electricity. But then, I also know during that time I didn't rub myself on anything. So it's still a mystery why those sparks keep appearing.

Another thought that was swimming in my mind is that whenever the sparks appear as our skin touches, it doesn't seem to hurt or sting. Instead, It always give me these pleasurable feeling. It's weird because for some reason, I love the sensation it gives me.

It's also frustrating because I can't seem to find an explanation on why it keeps happening. Like, it doesn't make any sense at all. It doesn't happen when I touch other people which is out-of-this-world kind of weird. It only happens when Arthur and I makes contact.

And what's even weirder is that, other than the pleasurable sparks, I also felt a strong sense of safety, the feeling of home when I was in his arms. It was odd yet it was nice and addicting that I feel like I didn't want to pull away from him. And that alone scares me. Arthur seemed to be a nice guy and as much as I love....No. Let me rephrase that. I meant, as much as I LIKE having these kind of feelings towards him, I have to remind myself that I am already engaged.

I don't know what's gotten into me but I feel like I have these sort of pull towards Arthur. And I think it was also the same for him to me. And that itself is another reason to be scared of.

Whatever this is that's happening, I know it's not gonna be good. Well, for me and Connor that is.

Also, they might think I'm being oblivious to my surrounding, but I was actually not. I'm completely aware that Arthur was staring at me for who knows how long when we were in the living room. It made me feel self-conscious under his intense gaze that I can't will myself to look at him directly in the eye and ask why he's staring at me. Instead, I remained seated there with Connor on my side who was simply talking to me being oblivious to the guy across from us who was staring deep into my soul that I felt naked under his intense gaze.

Another thing also, the name Arthur, the built of his body, his face, and damn, his voice, rings a bell in my mind. But I can't seem to pinpoint my finger on what it was. I wasn't even sure if I heard his name somewhere or what. I feel like I know him, but at the same time, I don't. I feel like he's voice, his face, and his body was very familiar to me, but I just don't know if it was my brain playing tricks or not. At the moment, I just feel clueless. Or am I forgetting something?

I was effectively snapped back to planet earth when someone flicked my nose making me pull my head back. I blinked multiple times trying to focus my attention to Alicia who was currently in my room helping me unpack the rest of my things. But my mind was too preoccupied with other thoughts that I forgot to help Alicia finish the task at hand.

"Great. I'm right here talking for almost 10 straight minutes and here you are, physical on earth but the mind is somewhere in the cosmos. Now I feel stupid. Might as well talk to the wall." Alicia said sarcastically while pointing her hand to the wall making me roll my eyes at her.

"Sorry. I was just thinking." I admitted making her scoff in response.

"Thinking huh? More like day dreaming. I can practically see you having all heart eyes." She exclaimed dramatically.

I frowned. "Are you serious?"

She rolled her eyes. "Pfft. Of course I'm joking short stuff."

I scowled at her.

"What ever. Anyways, you were saying?" I questioned changing the subject in hopes for Alicia to stop being so nosy.

"Never mind what I said. I don't want to repeat it all when it's like 10 pages long. So forget it." She huffed while folding her arms on her chest and rolled her eyes at me again.

"Fine. Have it your way." I told her while getting up from the bed and made my way to the boxes laid on the floor.

I opened the first box my hand lays on and saw it being empty. I frowned at myself and turned to look at the two other boxes that was also there. I examined it as well only to find both of them already empty.

"You're welcome. I finished unpacking all of them while you sat there zoned out." She simply stated with a straight face.

I turned to her with my eye brows raised in slight shock. Did she really finished all that when I was there seated Indian style on my bed, with my chin on my palm and my mind busy thinking about yesterday's event?

Wait. How long did I zone out?

"How long did I zone out?" I voiced my thoughts out making Alicia raise her left brow at me.

"I dunno. 30 minutes maybe? I'm not sure. All I know is that you just sat in your bed looking all 'dreamy' and smiling like a freaking weirdo." She stated simply with a shrug while checking her nails.

"30 minutes?" I asked disbelief lacing my voice.

"No. An hour stupid. Did you not hear me say 30 minutes?" She deadpanned while I just huffed and rolled my eyes at her sarcastic remark.

"Yeah, yeah what ever smarty pants." I retorted while turning back to the boxes and decided it would be best to fold it so I can still use it when needed.

"You could have atleast said a thank you, you lazy ass." She said while standing up from the chair she was sitting on and made her way towards my bedroom door.

"You're welcome." I said with a bright smile just to annoy her.

"Ugh. Ungrateful little smurf. I don't even know why I helped you unpack in the first place. You're such a lazy ass and here I am tolerating you." She commented while turning to the door.

I smiled sheepishly. "Well it's because I'm the youngest and you love me, secretly." I teased.

She huffed. "That's part true part lie. But still, I shouldn't have helped you and make you do it instead."

"That just mean you love me too much."

She rolled her eyes again.

I see she never get tired of rolling her eyes.

"Yeah right." She said as she turned the door knob.

But before she stepped out, she paused on her tracks and turned to me.

"Oh. I saw your diary which was written 2 years ago. I just had a little peak so don't freak out. But anyways, I didn't know you had a crush on that soccer player?" She said making me immediately turn to her that I thought I'd get whiplashed. I stared at her in shock with my eyes as wide as the globe itself.

She did not just....

"You read my diary? Wha....Why.... How dare you?" I stammered. "Haven't you understand the concept of personal journal? The word 'Personal' itself already stated it's not anyone else's business but mine." I said almost yelled at my sister knowing she just read someone's diary; my diary without my permission.

She raised her hands up in surrender. "Woah, relax. That was all the things that I was able to read, okay. I didn't go any further."

I glared at her intensely. "Still. You don't have the right to touch my things. It's my business so mind your own." I yelled at her in anger.

I was never a person to just yell at someone, specially my sister. But in times like this, I just want to scream it out to her to mind her own damn business.

Or at least stop being such a nosy witch.

"Okay. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to invade your privacy. I was just taken over by curiosity and it got the better of me." She defended. "But I swear, that was all it. I didn't go any deeper into your diary."

I took in a huge amount of breath as I tried to calm my anger down.

I closed my eyes and did the same process a couple of times until I know I have my anger under control.

I sighed as I sat back down on my bed. "And I'm sorry if I snapped at you."

Sighing once again, I trained my eyes on the carpeted floor.

She didn't utter a reply so I assumed she left or something.

I looked over my shoulder to see if she was still there, and she was.

She walked towards me and sat beside me on the bed. She leaned her head on my shoulder without saying anything. Then she snaked her arms into my own and held me there.

"I feel like there's something bothering your mind Bunso." She mumbled with her head still leaning on my shoulder comfortably.

Right after those words left her mouth, my body instantly tensed.

"I'm fine. Just..... Just a little tired." I stated as a way to find an excuse.

She hummed and didn't utter another word for a minute or more. We just sat there, no words being exchanged. Just silence.

She then pulled her head from resting on my shoulder and stood up. She made her way towards the door. But before she reached the door knob, she stopped.

"I may not look like it, or say it out loud. But I'm not one of those people who judges because of someone's sexuality. I hope you know that." She said, leaving me feeling dumbfounded at her words.

She opened the door and made a move to step out, but suddenly stopped once again.

"And Ash. That closet can be too small for someone that have such big and unique personality like you. Step out of that place and into the world. I guarantee you, you'll find real happiness."

And with that, she closed the door behind her, leaving me to deal with my thoughts.

I blinked.

What the heck.

Does that mean..... does that mean she accepts me?

I may sometimes be too oblivious but I know what she meant with what she said. She's clearly telling me to come out of the closet and face the world fully.

Add up to that, she even said she will never judge me just because of my sexuality.

So does that mean....

Oh my god.

I was startled when someone knocked on the door.

If it's Alicia then she doesn't have to knock anymore seeing as she's been here not less than 5 minutes ago.

The knock sounded once again and I just sat there staring at the door.

"Hey Ash, is it okay for me to come in?" Connor asked on the other side of the door and I sighed knowing it wasn't Alicia.

I stood up and went to open it, revealing Connor in nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist leaving almost none to the imagination. With his hair damp, it means he just got out from shower. And with that thought in mind, my cheeks instantly went crazy red.

Goodness me.

And because of the unexpected view, my mood from earlier immediately flew out the window.

Oh my freaking Jesus. Those sinful abs. I swear if my hands got a hold of those, I might get pregnant.

"My eyes are up here babe." Connor spoke.

I swear I almost slapped myself multiple times in the face for checking him out that openly.

I blinked.

"What are you doing?" I questioned while looking around outside my door to see if someone was there who might see Connor half naked INSIDE OUR FREAKING HOUSE.

"Uh, asking if I can come inside your room?" He answered unsure and I just rolled my eyes while motioning at him practically naked.

"Not that. I mean that." I stated and his mouth formed an 'o' in understanding.

"Oh right. I just finished taking a shower and your sister Alicia told me you guys had a little fight. So I came here to check if you're okay." He smiled down at me warmly as his eyes held worried emotion.

I sighed and opened the door wider so he can get inside.

Connor walked towards my bed and made himself comfortable by sitting at the edge of it while facing me. I closed the door and went to my desk chair without meeting Connor's now worried gaze.

"Are you okay?" He asked with concern in his voice which I only responded with a simple nod.

"Hey, What ever was the issue you and your sister fought about, I'm sure everything will be fixed and will turn out alright." He said in hopes to sooth my worries down and I must say, it was working quite a bit.

I let out a humorless chuckle and looked at Connor. "I think she already know. Wait, scratch that, I'm positive she knows."

He frowned. "Know what?"

I looked up at him and meet his waiting gaze.

"That I'm gay."

I stated as I stood up.

"Oh."

I nodded. "And she said she won't judge me just because of my sexuality."

"Oh.... wait what?"

I smiled. "She even told me to come out of the closet and step into the world."

"You're talking about Alicia, right? Your sister?" He asked in confirmation.

I chuckled. "Yes. Alicia my sister."

He blinked. "Well that's a surprise."

I nodded my head in agreement.

"Do you think it's time to come out to her and my parents?" I asked.

He hummed. "Well based on the things she told you, I'm assuming she's only waiting for you to confirm it. Because if she does know that you're gay, I'm guessing she wanted you to say it yourself before she completely believes her own suspicions."

I nodded my head again and went to sit next to him on the bed.

"But of course, it's all up to you." He added.

I sighed. "I'm still scared though."

He then wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

He kissed my temple. "I know you are. But do know that all throughout this process, I'm not going to leave your side."

I looked up at him. "I know." I said with a smile.

"But she said you guys had a little fight. What was it about?" He asked.

"Oh that." I paused. "Well she was helping me unpack my things and me being me, I zoned out again so I didn't notice her doing all the job by herself. And when she snapped me out of my thoughts, everything was in place. But then she told me she found my old diary and that she read a few in it. So yeah, I got mad because clearly, she wasn't allowed to read it but she still did anyways. So I snapped at her and yeah." I ranted out.

"Well what was it about then if it got you really mad?" He asked.

"Uhm, it was no big deal actually. I guess I was over reacting since what she said was right. That diary was really old and most of the things that happened there, specially my past crush on the soccer player named Jeremy, was all over and done with." I explained as I played with my fingers.

I gazed up to Connor to see his reaction only to be greeted with his eyebrows raised and a suspicious look.

Okay what is that look suppose to mean? I thought to myself.

"Who's Jeremy?" He asked out of nowhere making my eyebrows rise.

"Huh?" I asked quite dumbfounded.

"Who is this Jeremy guy?" He asked again with his voice holding obvious curiosity.

"Uh, he's the team captain of my old school's soccer team. Why?"

He shook his head and took a deep breath. "Never mind. Doesn't matter."

Suddenly, a smile made an appearance on my face once I realize what was happening.

I see what's going on here.

Conny, Conny bear is jelly.

Smirking to sheepishly, I placed myself onto his lap and wrapped my hands around his neck.

"Are you jealous?" I asked him with a teasing smile.

He scowled. "No. Why would I be?"

I smiled wickedly before I gave his lips a small peck.

"Well for one, Jeremy was hot." I paused. "And two, he was sporty....... Wahhhhhh!" I was cut off when he suddenly stood up with me on his arms.

"Oh my god Connor put me down." I playfully smack his chest only to be responded with a growl.

"If you try to finish what you were about to say, I'm gonna break his neck." He threatened.

"He was sporty and full of muscles." I finished causing for his eyes to darken.

I gulped. Oppsie not oppsie.

"And third, he was tall and very handsome." I didn't even dare look away from his gaze because of how dark it was turning.

He growled again before colliding his lips with mine hungrily.

I yelped in surprise as I tried to pull away. But his hands kept me in place.

He growled as he deepened the kiss. He started to move his lips to mine as his hands kept a firm grip on my upper thighs.

He licked my bottom lip and I gasped in which he took as an opportunity to attack my mouth with a vengeance.

I moaned as his tongue did some pleasurable wonders with my mouth. I didn't even try to fight for dominance anymore seeing as it's always a loosing battle for me. So I just let him do what he pleases.

I tangled my hands into his soft hair as we kept our lips locked. He purred as I played with his hair and it kind of made me happy that I'm doing something to pleasure him. He suddenly pulled away from my lips and then started ravaging my neck mercilessly. I moaned a little louder than I intended when he began sucking on my soft spot.

He chuckled.

"The sweet spot." He hummed as he gave it a gentle kiss. "All mine."

He sat back down on the bed before he went back to giving my neck the attention I needed without even knowing.

He started sucking vigorously on the part where my neck and shoulders meet, in which I think he's intending to leave a very visible mark for everyone, including my family, to see.

When he started to grind his growing erection onto me, I know things had to stop before it gets way too out of hand.

"Connor." I spoke breathlessly as I tried to gain his attention.

He only hummed in response while still doing what he was doing. He continued grinding himself to me and I was also starting to get nervous by the second. What makes matters worse is that I was basically strangling him, giving him the chance to rub himself near my butt. Plus, let's not forget he's only being covered by a towel. One swoop of a hand and then boom, Boner on the lose.

"Connor." I tried again. This time, placing my hands on his chest and pushed him lightly.

When I was successful to get him to face me, I looked at him in the eyes.

"Maybe we should stop." I stated as I locked gaze with him.

His eyes was dark and hooded from lust that I can't help but shiver from the mere sight.

He then frowned. "What's wrong?" He asked.

I averted my gaze from his eyes down to his chest.

"I'm still not ready to go further. And beside, it's kinda disrespectful if we do it here with my family being around." I mumbled feeling a little bad that I stopped him again this time. "I'm sorry."

When he didn't utter a reply, I decided to just remain still and wait for him to say anything. But after another minute of silence passed by and he didn't say anything still, I was starting to grow anxious.

He's mad at me now. I just know it.

However, I was somewhat relieved when he placed his big hands on my cheeks, cupping my reddening face gently.

"You shouldn't apologize. I'm the one who lost control so I should be the one apologizing and not you." He spoke sounding guilty. He then placed a tender kiss on my forehead. "And I'm so sorry if I scared you."

I looked up to meet him in the eyes.

"It's fine." I smiled causing for him to smile as well.

With that, he kissed me on the lips and suddenly stood up bringing me with him.

I yelped after I pulled away from the kiss. "Oh my god. I may be skinny but I am not weightless."

He chuckled deeply as his eyes stared at me.

"Nah, you literally weigh like a feather." He commented, making me glare at him playfully.

I sometimes can't believe that we can both go from being all sappy and then playful in the next. Like, lightning fast.

"Put me down, you giant boulder."

He chuckled before his lips contorted into a smirk.

"As donkey put it, I'm a nice boulder."

I snorted and then rolled my eyes.

Oh the reference.

"Right. And we live in a swamp." I countered.

He chuckled again agreeing.

"You're my princess Fiona." He joked as he gave my cheek a peck.

I smiled at him. "That's fine with me. At least I know I was once a beautiful human, not like you that came inborn with it." I retorted with a smug smile.

"Are you referring to me as Shrek?" He asked and I gave him a single nod of my head.

"Who else would it be?" I questioned and he immediately beamed. "Oh wait, let me guess. Lord Farquaad?"

He frowned. "Do I look like a dwarf to you?"

I grinned. "If you stand next to Shrek then yes." I said. "That guy was a giant."

"Being 6'2 is considered tall you know." He commented in which I smiled cheekily.

"You can say that because you're white, a westerner at that. We all know you guys can grow as tall as a light post. But anyways, If you haven't noticed, I'm Asian and Filipino. Average height is 5'7 yet I'm only 5'4 and already 19 years old." I stated with a shrug.

He let out a hearty laugh that I can't help but join in.

"You being short makes you even more adorable, babe." He complimented.

With that, my smile instantly dropped. I let out a loud huff as I folded my arms on my chest.

"I would have accepted your compliment if it weren't for the fact that you openly called me short."

He laughed again.

"Oh baby. Let's face it, you are indeed short."

I smack his chest. "Oh shut it."

"What? I'm just stating a fact. Besides, you'll be happier if you accept yourself being a shorty." He reasoned in which I sent him a glare.

"I will be if I'm at least 5'7."

He shook his head while wearing an amused smile. "But babe, we both know that, that is too much to ask."

I huffed again. "Well at least 5'6 then."

He laughed again.

"Oh baby, you really are something else." He said after he calmed down.

I rolled my eyes before I smirked confidently at him. "Well of course I am. If I'm Fiona then I'm as badass as her."

He smiled. "Well I'm Prince Charming so maybe I'm badass too."

I snorted and shook my head.

"Yeah right. Prince Charming is not badass, he's just an ass." I stated. "And because you said you're Prince Charming, that makes you one too."

He nodded his head. "But let's admit, Prince Charming is hot as heck though, so that makes me one too." He countered smugly.

"Pfft. He's a cry baby to his Momma and we all know that."

He smiled. "His Momma might be evil but we can't change the fact that she's badass as well."

I shook my head. "Nah, she's not badass but only an ass. Just like her son."

He chuckled giving my lips a small peck.

"Alright they're both an ass. Happy?"

"Haha! Yay, I win." I laughed as I threw my arms up dramatically.

Once we both calmed down, I gave his biceps a pat.

"Okay big guy, put me down."

But when he didn't make a move on placing me back to the ground, I looked up to meet his eyes.

"Connor put me down." I repeated just in case he's in some kind of a trance again.

"Nuh uh."

I scowled. "You've been carrying me for the past 15 minutes. Aren't you tired yet?"

He shook his head no. "If it's you then no."

I rolled my eyes. "What a sappy boulder."

"And meaty."

"And meaty." I repeated with a nod. "Wait."

"Did you just agree to me being meaty?" He asked and I shook my head vigorously.

"So you think I'm meaty huh? You haven't even tasted it yet." He added teasingly with a wiggle of his brows.

Oh lord Jesus, I need you to save me.

"I swear Connor, if you don't put me down this instant I will punch you." I threatened trying to avoid the subject.

Nope, not allowing this moment to get dirty again.

Been there once and I was a mess. Fun fact, I was only using my hand. What more if I used my mouth? Que horror.

He chuckled. Finding my situation quite amusing.

Such a jerk. A bipolar jerk I might add. Just a few moments ago he was all mad, then he went to lustful, and then to playful, and now he's horny. Geez, I got myself a boyfriend that is a handful.

Oh he is a handful, if you catch my drift. The green sided part of my mind chimed.

God, this guy is tainting my innocence.

He then leaned closer to my ear and whispered. "Then punch me baby."

I shivered slightly from the intensity of his voice. But knowing it will bring me no good, I decided to shake my head from other weird thoughts to do the task at hand.

"Oh you bet I will." I said and started punching his chest as hard as I could. But looks like it's not even hurting him or doing any effects on him seeing as he's not even budging. Instead I feel like I was the one who's hurting and not him.

I continued punching but then stopped when I felt my hand going numb. What is this guy made of? Bricks? Well he said he's a boulder so no surprise there.

"Was that it?" He teased making me glare millions of daggers at him. "Oh babe, I know you can do better than that."

My glare deepened and thought of ways I can do revenge on him, but my mind came up nothing. I huffed and crossed my arms on my chest with a pout, while Connor only laughed.

He's now standing next to my bed with him still not planning to put me down when an Idea came to my mind. I turned to him and slowly, a wicked grin appeared on my face making him eye me cautiously.

"So you said I can do better than punch you, right?" I asked with the same wicked grin on my face.

Before he could answer, I leaned to his ear and whispered. "Well I hope you'll like this one." I said seductively while slowly licking his lobe and bit at it a little. And when I felt him shiver and was rewarded when he let out a groan, I bit on his lobe hard enough for him to yell in pain but not too much to cause a major injury. Just a slight bite mark is enough.

I am meanie, I'm sorry.

I pulled away from his ear and looked at him innocently. I kissed his cheek and giggled when he gave me a glare.

"Did you just bite my ear?" He questioned disbelievingly.

I gave his lips a peck and smiled at him brightly. "Yes. Yes I did. And that ladies and gentleman, is Mission accomplished. Yay!" I beamed and clapped my hands at my work like a kid who received a star from his teacher.

With that, Instead of him being mad at me for biting his ear, Connor just shake his head and chuckle at my obvious childish antics. He loves me too much for him to stay mad at me for too long.

I was now looking at him in the eye as he continued to chuckle, making him even more handsome. The way his face form a smile, it had me staring at him like a love sick puppy. Would you believe that in less than two years, I fell in love with him and now, we're going to the next step and soon we'll get married?

"Is there something wrong." He asked making me snap out from my thoughts and focus my attention back to his handsome facial features.

"Oh nothing. Just thinking." I admitted making him look at me curiously. But before I can answer him, my bedroom door flew open revealing Mama holding a folded moving boxes in her hand.

"Ash where are the boxes.......What's going on in here?" She asked after entering my room.

I stared at her in shock that she caught us practically cuddling of some sort.

"Uhm we're just goofing around Mama. Nothing to worry about." I said. And Connor put me down slowly.

"Okay?" She said as she dragged the word.

She eyed us suspiciously before speaking up again. "As long as you two don't get too physical like wrestling then I'm good." Mama said making me snicker internally at the dirty thoughts flooded through my mind at the word 'physical' and 'wrestle'.

"And Connor. Please put some clothes on cause there are still girls around the house." Mama added. "But anyways, don't get too physical, okay? I don't want any of you getting any injury or something."

I was about to respond by saying we were just goofing around without being too much, when Connor cleared his throat. Now I'm afraid he had something else to say, and I feel like it'll bring me doom.

"Well he did get physical." He said while motioning his head towards me which had me shocked once again.

"What?" Mama asked while looking at me with her brows forming a line.

"He bit my ear cause he can't punch hard enough so he decided to beat me on the down low." Connor added making me look at him in disbelief. He did not just told on me.

"You did that Ash?" Mama asked looking at me. Her face told me she can't believe what she just heard and I can't blame her. All I did was shook my head not claiming what Connor had said.

Oh that jerk.

"I did not." I defended while glaring at Connor who only gave me a sweet smile.

Sweet smile my butt.

"Well the bite mark proves everything." Mama stated which had me turning my attention to Connor with my eyes burning with rage. He did not just sold me out to the devil. So loving boyfriend he is.

"W-What bite mark?" I questioned playing dumb. I tell you, Connor will get it and I will make sure it will be worse.

No handjob for one month.

Okay what?

Mama motioned to Connor's ear which in fact do have the very obvious bite mark from me that was now starting to turn purple. I snickered and turned back to Mama whose waiting for an explanation from me. Okay this would be a long lying session so buckle up everyone.

"Explain young man." Mama pushed making sweat to form on my forehead while my oh-so-supportive and loving boyfriend just chuckled behind me as I tried to explain everything to the devil which in my case, was my mom. She can be very scary at times. Specially when she have her sandals on. Make one mess up and spanked goes your buttocks. I tell you, it burns.

"Well, I bit his ear cause.................Donald Trump became president?" Don't ask me why I just blurted out random stuff cause my mind just automatically came up with that idea and then my mouth turned it to words. I swear I had nothing to do with it.

And Connor burst out laughing while I only chuckled nervously at my randomness. Damn, I've only been here in the U.S for three days but I feel like the president will want to have me deported back to my home country. No good at all.

"What?" Mama said dumbfounded. "What's the connection to that?"

I shrugged my shoulders at her. Not having any clue how to explain myself even further. What does she want me to say? That Barrack Obama was my long lost father or that I was indeed flirting with Connor and at the same time outing myself that I'm his little son who poops glitters while sliding down the raindow saying 'I love d*cks'? I prefer going to the first option since Barrack no longer is president so I am safe.

I Love America. Yay!

"Stop stalling young man. Explain why you did bite Connor's ear." She demanded using her stern motherly voice.

"I just told you."

"What does Donald Trump have to do with this?" She asked incredulously after dropping the folded boxes on the floor.

Once again, Connor can't contain himself and snorted then started another fit of laughter. While as for me, I remained standing there under my Mother's intense gaze who can melt the north and south pole's ice caps.

I shrugged once again while looking at Mama innocently. "I dunno."

Mama shook her head making her pony tail swing side to side. She placed her thumb and pointer finger pinching the bridge of her nose. I can sense that she's had too much of my randomness and weirdness. Thankfully those two come in handy at times like this. Honestly, I think it's my specialty.

"I can't believe you right now, Ashley Dale." Mama said with a shake of her head.

Connor chuckled behind me and then cleared his throat. "It's fine Cathy, I'm sure he didn't mean it. Just a goofing around gone out of hand is all." He admitted saving me from my mother's wrath.

Mama looked at Connor and gave him an apologetic smile. "I'm so sorry if my son did that to your ear. He can be such a baby sometimes." Mama stated.

"Hey." I interfered with a pout which I gained a pointed look from mother dearest.

"Shut it cause you are." She said making me instantly shut my mouth up. "Now, go get the first aid and treat what you did to Connor's poor ear this instant." She added with a stern voice which she uses when she orders us specially at times like this. Meaning she's a bit tinnie winnie pissed at me.

"As I was saying, I am so sorry for what he did Connor. I really am." She apologized for me again which Connor shook his head and gave my mother a smile.

"It's fine Cathy, It's nothing serious and It'll heal pretty quickly."

"Oh nonsense. I can see it bruising up already so I know it's bad." She replied while inspecting Connor's injured ear which I caused and I didn't regret anything. Not even one tiny bit. That jerk deserved it.

"I'm fine Cathy, I swear." Connor admitted with a slight laugh at my mother's concern.

"Are you sure? I can get an Ice for you if you want." Mama insisted making me roll my eyes.

"Wow. Thank you for letting me stay in your house Ma'am Cathy, I appreciate it a lot. And oh, Connor's your son now?" I stated sarcastically earning me a glare from none other than my loving mother and a chuckle from Connor.

"Shut up Ashley Dale, you've already done enough damage to our guest here." She warned which had me pouting like a Donald duck.

Donald duck, Donald Trump. They do have a bit of resemblance.

She turned her attention back to Connor and inspected his bruised earlobe before shifting her gaze back to me.

"Now. After I step out of this very door, I want you to get the first aid kit and clean the bruise you made on Connor's ear, Understand?" Mama ordered making me nod my head in obedience. Not like I had other choice.

"Good." She finished then picked up the folded boxes she was carrying earlier while also picking up the ones that I had just folded. After she had it all, she simply walked out my bedroom door without taking a glance at me.

When she was out the door, I sighed knowing she was no longer going to tell me about cleaning Connor's injured ear.

"Ash, what did I just tell you." Mama yelled downstairs making me bolt my way towards my bedroom's personal bathroom.

Gosh, Mama can be so scary when she wanted to that even Papa doesn't have a say in everything once mama goes to beast mode. I tell you, don't mess with her when she have her moments. Cause I guarantee you that she'll be charging towards you with a shiny sandal in hand ready to spank your buttocks until it turns bright tomato red. Believe me, I experienced it all. What can I say, I had a fun childhood.

(Mommy's lovely sandal which hold most of my fun childhood. Yay we meet again my arch nemesis.)

After I made it inside the bathroom, I quickly looked for the first aid kit under the sink. Thankfully it was there like I expected. I took it and made my way back to my bedroom where Connor was waiting on my bed.

"You know you don't have to do it, right? Your mom was just over reacting."

I sighed. "Yes I know she's over reacting but I'll be screwed if I didn't follow what she ordered me to do." And I was not even lying there. I'll be good as dead if Mama finds out I didn't follow her. "Now just let me do my thing and get it all done."

He didn't say anything else but only responded me with a simple nod.

With that, I went to work on his bruised earlobe and after a few minutes, I was finished. I was about to get up and place the first aid kit back in the bathroom's drawer when Connor suddenly stopped me on my tracks and picked me up again. He sat me on his lap with him staring at me like I'm his delicious prey and he's my predator while wearing a sexy smile.

And just like that, horny Connor is back.

The lust clouding his eyes was so strong that I can feel myself starting to squirm in his hold. I told myself to focus my gaze somewhere else but his gaze was so distracting that I can't help but look at him straight in the eye, only to be met with lust and clear disire swimming in them.

"What?" I asked.

"This is just a thought okay. But If ever I kissed you and things started to get a bit heated. Would you let me go all the way and take you? Not now I mean, but maybe really soon." He said sounding a little nervous.

Oh my lord. What should I tell him? Should I say the simple one worded answer 'yes' or 'no' and ask him if he can wait a little longer? Cause in all honesty, I'm still not ready to go the next step.

But also, I feel like I already made him wait longer than what I intended. I know it gets him frustrated whenever we make out and things gets a little heated and then I'll suddenly stop. But can he blame me though? I was scared, and still am.

I do want to go all the way but I just can bring myself to be in that situation. I feel like once I let Connor do everything he wishes to my body, I'm going to freak out from the haunting memories that a human....... no, he was never a human after what he's done to me. He's a monster that made me feel hopeless and vulnerable, and now he left me struggling to move forward. I know it's been a while since that incident but my mind and body still can't find the way to move on and just never look back to that horrible day ever again.

I want to be free from this hell I'm in but I don't know how. I've been keeping the incident as my deepest secret from anyone.

As for my parents and siblings, they were the only ones who are in the dark with the fact I'm gay. But the information about me being gay, I assume most of my friends knows, specially those who are close to me.

But when it comes to the Jacob incident, that piece of information was deeply hidden in a chest. A piece of myself that was locked up and kept in the deepest part of my mind, never ever spilled out to any living soul because of fear.

I don't know what I was so afraid about. I thought by now I would be over it already, but eventually, it was harder than I thought. I feel like I'm locked up by my own self whenever the memory of that day invades my mind. I feel like I'm locked up by my fears that I can't find the strength to fight back and face them even if I wanted to. I know I'm being a coward, but facing the fact that I was raped in the past made all the courage to leave my body. It all made me weak and I hate it. But can they blame me though? It was the scariest day of my life that left me not knowing what to do.

I snapped back to Earth when I heard a small chuckle from Connor. And by the way, I'm still sitting on his towel covered lower half.

"Your silence is much louder than you vocally saying 'no'. But I completely understand." He said nuzzling my neck and inhaling deeply.

"Connor I'm so......" I was cut when his lips connected with mine. Effectively shutting me up in an instant.

"Don't ever say sorry, Ash. It's not a sin if you're not ready for it yet, and like I said, I understand." He paused as he cupped my cheeks into his large hand, staring into my eyes intensely. "I know you're scared. And even if you deny it, I know it's the truth. You're eyes tells me everything as it speak louder than you using your voice. So don't ever feel sorry, okay? Well get there soon. Even if it's a slow process, I'm not giving up. Because I know you're worth the wait. Worth more than everything." He said after pulling away from the kiss leaving me speechless.

I stayed still on his lap with my arms wrapped around his neck. He had his arms wrapped around my waist with the both of us staring into deeply into each other's eyes.

I started to roam his face thinking of how lucky I was to have him as mine. He never said anything bad about me nor bad towards me. He was so understanding while I on the other hand, did nothing but keep secrets and made him wait.

I didn't deserve him one bit.

Someone as close to perfection shouldn't be with me. He's suppose to be with someone that has the same level of close perfection as he is.

So how did I deserve this?

The answer? I would never know.

But despite the doubts, I was also very thankful to have him. Since we've been together, he has been such an awesome boyfriend. And now that we're stepping towards the next level, he has been even more awesome. With him giving me the boost, it inspires me to be better for him.

I'm not perfect; no one is, but I will try my hardest to be better.

I looked up at him after clearing my thoughts and gave him a warm smile and a simple nod of my head. I just want my man to be happy. And I know if I completely let myself be free from all the things that are stopping me, he'll be very happy and proud.

"Thank you Domo." I kissed his cheeks, then his nose, then both his eyes, and finally, his soft lips.

He smiled lovingly at me. "You don't have to thank me babe. I know forcing you to doing things you don't want to do won't give the both of us anything good. So don't ever stress yourself out about it, okay?" He assured which in turn, I smiled in appreciation at my loving boyfriend and soon to be husband.

I was finally able to calm my nerves from the topic when my mind suddenly returned to the thought of Arthur and our little encounter at the basement during our welcome party. I never told Connor about it because I thought it wasn't such a big deal. And since he also knows that I'm kind of afraid of being in the dark, I know he'll understand how I reacted.

But there is a problem, why was the feeling of Arthur's touch still lingers on my skin? Why does his voice still keep echoing in my mind? And why is his face firmly imprinted into my brain?

I feel like I belonged in his arms and I feel safe when I was wrapped in them. I feel like I have this sort of pull towards Arthur and I can't seem to stop it, which was alarming. And since I'm already engaged to Connor, I shouldn't be attracted to someone else.

Wait. Hold on a second. Am I attracted to Arthur? Who by the way I just me that day?

That can't be it.

Maybe I just found myself comfortable being with him in which I mistakenly though of as attraction.

Yeah, I guess that's it.

But even if I was attracted to him, I know not to let it grow to something much deeper. He was a nice guy and I like having his company, but like I said, that was it. What I feel with Arthur is far different from what I feel about Connor, and I know it will never surpass that.

Or am I just finding reason?

Am I doubting my feelings towards Connor because of a guy who I just met for a day?

Sounds stupid but what if I am?

Hopefully I wasn't. Hopefully it's just a stupid thought that kept bugging me and nothing more.

Deciding that it will be best to leave that train of thought, I shook my head and turned my attention to Connor who was just staring at me.

"What?" I asked flustered under his gaze.

He chuckled and tighten his grip on my waist. "You look so cute when you're lost in thought." He stated while nuzzling my cheek.

I let out a little laugh. "Really?" I said with a raised brow.

"Yeah. I love those little things you do that makes you even more adorable and beautiful. And guess what?" He stated and then asked with a proud look plastered on his face.

"What?" I asked tilting my head interestingly.

"You're all mine and I'm the only one who gets to witness those cute little things you do." He said making my cheeks heat up and for it to turn pink.

I stared in his hazel eyes and searched for a trace of insincerity but found none. I smiled and pecked his lips once again.

I was about to open my mouth to reply to Connor, but my phone vibrated inside my pocket making me yelp.

I unwrapped my arms around Connor's neck and took it out and checked who sent me a text. After opening my messaging app, I saw it was from Arthur. I gave him my number after he came back from the basement stairs where I left him last night. Why I even gave him my number? I don't know why.

I looked up from my phone to Connor's questioning gaze.

"It's Arthur. Remember the guy we met yesterday?"

He nodded his head with his brows creased, meaning he's wondering how Arthur got my number.

"I gave him my number yesterday after I took them to the back porch. Is it okay?" I said and at the same time asking for his permission.

"Yeah it's okay babe." He responded with a tight smile which I know so much. He's not happy that I did gave my number.

"Uhm okay." I replied with a smile and then looked down on my phone to read the message Arthur had sent me.

Arthur: Hey Ash, I was just thinking if you want to go out tomorrow and get to see the town with me?

I furrowed my brows at his text and thought for a reply.

Me: Hi Arthur. I'll ask my parents first about that before I give you an answer.

He didn't reply so maybe he's busy.

So with that, I decided not to send a message. I turned to Connor who just sat quietly there while waiting for me to finish sending a reply.

"What was it about?" He asked with a gentle voice but I can sense an underlying slight anger at it which I only shrugged.

"He was just asking if I.....I mean we; if we want to go out with him to the town tomorrow."

"What did you tell him?" He asked curiously.

"I told him that I'll go ask Mama and Papa about it."

He hummed. "Well if they say yes, would you go?" He asked catching me off guard for a second.

"Uhm w-well if you're going t-then I'll go." I stuttered my reply making me slap myself mentally.

Seriously, why do I stutter all of a sudden?

He smiled teasingly. "So are you saying that If I didn't go then you won't go too?" He asked while biting his bottom lip.

I pretended to think about it for a while with my pointer finger on my chin, which made him groan when I didn't answer. I chuckled and wrapped my arms back around his neck once again.

"Well, depends." I replied which made him narrow his eyes at me.

"Depends?"

"If he has food with him then I'll go. If none then no." I simply stated making him let out a laugh and he shook his head at me.

"You're unbelievable babe." He said with a chuckle.

"But you love me though." I commented while wearing a wide smile.

"And that right there is true." He confirmed then gave me a long and passionate kiss.

I just hope the door is locked and prayed that my room is soundproof because I feared that anyone in the house might have heard our conversation. And would it be awkward to say that the towel that was supposed to be covering Connor's pe-pe was now on the floor? So yeah. I'm sitting on his lap with him naked.

And him having a semi hard-on was no help at all since I can feel him on my thighs.

Best definition of awkward I tell you.

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Author's Note:

So chappy nineteen is up and I hope you guys like it. Reminder, I still envied Ash for having these freaking hot guys wanting him.

Ash: Oh shut up. Just write an update already.

Me: Meanie.

Ash: But atleast I get the hot guys and the Dig Bicks.

You savage little shorty cupcake. I just created a monster. *sigh dramatically*

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