Cedrick's Point of View. After a long phone talk with that motherfucker, I dressed myself up, preparing my night date with Elise. She texted me that she prepared something for me, that is why I can't resist my girlfriend. After I got dressed, I went to Sherin's room, she was still sound asleep and her fever was still high. I stared at her for a while. Her eyes were perfectly shut but her forehead was creased. Does his head really hurt like this? I shook my head, feeling the guilt rose within me. She got sick because she was showered under the rain last night which was I admit... My fault. I should have fetched her that night. I should not have let her go home with her own and restrained myself from challenging her. That didn't do her any good. And one more thing, yes, I'm a fool, what does she have against me for me to challenge her? When she got out of my car after she brought my palm on her womanhood. SHe did that because she thought I would agree to give her money if we had sex. But no... I just got more annoyed. Luther was right... That's how she thinks of me. I am a very bad person in her eyes. Because she thinks that I will give her hat she wants, only when we have sex. Like, what the fuck, I was giving her the things she needed even though we didn't do sex. Didn't she notice that? If it's really all that she wants from me, I ask for it in return, I wish she had every meal at my house, covered, let her in. But no, sometimes I even spend the day without touching her. I can spend the day without looking at his body. I'm really fighting because every time I see her naked in my eyes, when I come on top, I don't want it to end. She was like a drug to me. Her warm, her heat, her smell, her moan, her cum, her taste, and everything that is related to her, they keep me addicted. "Hey! You have been so upset lately and... I guess up until now? What's bothering you, babe?" I woke up from my greatest fantasy after being slapped by Elise on my arm. I shook my head and saw him smiling, his face was very close to mine now. He was waiting for what I had to say. I returned the sweet smile he was giving me, but it didn't even reach my eyes. I sighed before answering him. "It's... Nothing," He narrowed his eyes at me and looked unconvinced. "You were lying." There she had it. She figured it out. I really am not okay at this moment and I wasn't sure of the reasons behind my sighs. Elise hugged my waist and rested her cheek on my chest. "Luther told me something earlier." It's the beginning. I bent down to see his face as his forehead was wrinkled, his eyebrows met. "What about that?" He took a deep breath and then looked at me, our eyes met. "Sherin is sick... Was that bothering you?" She asked. No. It can't be. Why should I be bothered because she is sick? She is comfortable and well in my house. I'm sure, one hundred percent sure that she will get well there easily. "Not really." I answered Elise. "Not really, huh?" She said mockingly. "You can't even focus on our date. Your mind seemed to be on you cousin. Come on, if you are worrying about her. We can resume this for a while. We still have days." He told me. My face softened. "You sure?" I couldn't understand myself why I seemed to almost like her suggestion. I mean, we will stop this so I could go and take care of Sherin? And I will be leaving on our date which is really rare to happen. Just now, Elise picked me up again on our date and she even made a way to be with me. Because I am often the initiator of our date. But often he doesn't come even though I waited until twelve midnight. We were in a relationship but it seemed to be like not. He is always busy with his work. He always told me that he would chase but in the end... Nothing either... I waited for nothing. I always leave the house for our date and come home without finding anything. That is why... I walked straight to Sherin's room instead of my room. And there I always found her sleeping. Like she's a wife that was waiting for her husband to come home. I always laid down beside her and stared at her face and removed her hair that blocks her view. But every time I feel her waking up... I would definitely touch one of her private parts so she would not assume that I did romantic things to her secretly. I don't want her to get it wrong. I don't want it to be misunderstood. So I ended up touching her private part... having sex later so she would acquire that I'm laying next to her because I wanted to cum, I wanted to fuck her. That's it. I have a girlfriend. I have Elise. And I don't want her to assume things. I just do some romantic things to her because... yes she's attractive and I am an asshole to get attracted to some other girl knowing that I have a girlfriend. The next day, I was already inside my office, sitting on my swivel chair. My palms were attached and my mind was still in my home. Sherin is still sick. She even puke lately before I could even hop into my car and leave. It's like she has a fever. My office door opened and that's when I woke up from my deep thoughts. My secretary smiled at me before entering my office. "Good Morning, Sir." She greeted me and showed me the bundle of paper he was holding. It might be the contracts I need to sign out. "Yes, go on." I said, letting her place it on top of my desk. I still stared there as if stunned. I wanted to read it all but I just couldn't read it and it seemed like the letters typed on it were... 'Sherin is sick. Go home.' Those are the words I keep reading in the paper. SHe smiled at me. "You can start signing it now, Sir." It's like water is poured on me. Shit. How many times have I been stunned thinking about Sherin? This is not good... Letting myself be occupied by her and allowing myself getting worried to her. I shook my head and took the pen from the side. Before I signed it, I read it first, but a few minutes passed before I finished it, but I didn't fully understand it. I sighed and greeted my teeth. This is not good at all. I am going crazy over an unknown reason. I put down the contract and pen together. It was so explosive that the secretary was even surprised. "When are these needed?" I asked. "Next week, sir." I breathed a sigh of relief at his answer. "Next week so I still have a few days to sign it." I said and stood up quickly. "Keep this for a while. I will come back to it once I am done fixing something, okay? I just... can't focus on this moment." I explained and my secretary's eyes widened. She was surprised that I explained to her. That was the first time. "Yes sure sir. You have nothing to worry about." Even before he finished speaking, I left my office. I took the elevator and when it reached the basement, I ran to my car as if I was itching to go home. I was so thankful that I did not experience being threaded inside a traffic. I got home immediately and when I entered, Marta was the only one who greeted me. She was cleaning the furniture on the living room and when she noticed my presence, she looked at me. "Oh, I think you came home early today, son?" She smiled at me like my mother while wiping. "Ah, yes. Is it Sherin?" That was the word that immediately came out of my mouth. Marta gave me a wider smile. She pointed in the direction where Sherin's room was. "She's in her room." She answered me. "Has he gone out? Has he finished eating? Is he still vomiting?" My next question. Aling Marta stopped wiping to face me. "She hasn't gone out yet. I just brought him coffee earlier because that's what he wants. And... if you're worried that maybe she hasn't stopped vomiting... All I can say is... It's pretty good Her temperature has dropped somehow." I breathed out a sigh of relief. "That's good to hear." I was nodding to her. "Um, I'll just feed him. You can rest after that." I ordered him before walking towards the kitchen. I searched for the best soup that is good to serve for a person who has fever on the internet. I cooked it for Sherin and made her a tea then I placed it on top of the tray. Holding both ends of it while walking to her room, I slowly opened the door, taking care not to spill what I was carrying. When I opened the door, she was the one who faced me, she was naked and currently changing her clothes. Our eyes met and she looked like unbothered. SHe is very used to being naked in front of me. I smiled at her and only then she smiled at me. "How are you feeling?" I asked, making myself into her room. I placed the tray on the bed side table. I could sense the amazement in her eyes while staring at the soup and to the tea. Next is she brought her eyes to me and was it an admiration I saw in her eyes? I think yes? But when she noticed that I was staring at her too, it faded and she looked down. "I'm fine..." There was air in every word. "Good to hear that," I replied, watching her put on his shirt. She had no bra at all and I could see those pair of breasts. Healthy and pinkish that I used to lick, to suck, to kiss when she was fine. "You should start eating." I said and he immediately followed. I watched her take a bite and she was so slow. I bet she is not completely fine. She was still sick and the act of me going back home to take care of her was one of the best things I ever did in my life. I think he likes the soup I made for her. "You cannot be a lawyer if you are that weak." I said while watching her slurp the soup so slowly. He stopped eating because of what I said and stared at his spoon. He slowly moved his eyes to me... And at this time... There was a small but beautiful smile etched on his lips. "That's... I think... that was the most beautiful words you had said to me." She said then continue eating. Now he seems to have an appetite to eat. "What? That you are weak?" I couldn't believe she liked the words I said. Like, what's good with it? "Nah. That I cannot be a lawyer. I don't know. I felt a little bit of cheered." She shrugged, smiling against the soup. I wanted to smile while watching him eat but I stopped myself and just spoke. "You should eat all these and finish your tea so you will be able to feel better and get rid of that disease." I muttered which I think... It turned her into a bad mood. She gave me nods. And I noticed that her mouth slowed down again. "Yeah, right so I could give you the pleasure." Her smile is bitter now. I don't know. And her words turned me into a bad mood too. I just told him to get better... Because it seems like I'm the one who's having a hard time watching him with a fever, vomiting, and having a hard time. I don't know, maybe I just really don't want to and maybe I just can't handle seeing someone suffering because of illness. But when I told Sherin to get well... She thought I wanted her pain to go away so I could taste her. So that I could touch and fuck her again. "Sorry, I have been so dumb and almost paralyzed these days. I can't be able to have sex—" I did not let her continue the words she was about to say. I left her and went out of her room. Pain and anger rose in my chest. Fuck. That's how she thinks about my help, huh? Luther was right... I will remain a bad person in her eyes. She will always think that... I will only do good to her because i have my own needs of comfort and pleasure.