The Reason Why I was Cheated on By My Girlfriend - Chapter 26
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I’m Sorry. It Seems Like I really Can’t Do it After All (1)
Yua’s POV
“What am I even doing?””
I mutter to myself after being left alone.
I’m lying on the bed of the infirmary. Haru-kun didn’t close the curtain, so I can see everything around me.
Outside the window, the sky is clear. The voices I hear must be from a PE class. They sound so full of energy.
I feel a little better.
Probably it’s because I talked to Haru-kun.
It was the same yesterday. I can only feel normal when I’m around Haru-kun.
In fact, last night, when I used his bed, I slept well for the first time in a while.
Haru-kun’s smell works better than medicine.
“…this is just too perverted. Seriously.”
I mutter to myself and smile bitterly.
(…oh no, it’s happening again.)
My body tingles.
My whole body feels hot.
Especially in my lower abdomen—it feels really hot.
I want to touch it.
I want to stick my finger, a pen, or anything to make a squishy mess out of it…
No. I absolutely can’t.
It was because I couldn’t resist this urge that I ended up betraying Haru-kun.
I won’t let that ever happen again.
It’s okay. Haru-kun said he’ll be back soon, so I just need to hold myself back a little longer.
—footsteps.
“Haru-kun…”
When I turn around, what I see is…
“Hey, it’s been a week, Yua-chan.”
…the person I want to see the least at this school.
“Ahaha, you’re breathing pretty heavily. Are you expecting something?”
I panic.
It’s class time. Why is he here? What is he doing here? So many thoughts cross my mind, but none of them turn into words—they just stay trapped in my mind.
“Don’t glare at me like that.”
He said so with a smirk on his face.
“We’ve had sex, haven’t we?”
This is the worst. Absolutely the worst.
I have to get him to leave before Haru-kun comes back.
“What do you want?”
I’m surprised myself with how low my voice came out.
He widens his eyes for just a moment, but then quickly return to that smug expression.
“Go out with me.”
“…what? Not a chance.”
“Ogura started dating Sakashita, right? So, there’s no need to hold back, is there? Or were you just taking out your frustration on me because the guy you have your eye on got stolen from you?”
Annoying. Disgusting. The worst.
What was I even thinking back then?
I can’t believe I got involved with someone like this.
“And by the way, Yua-chan, you’re feeling really turned on right now, aren’t you?”
“…hah?”
“I can tell. I’m good at reading those things. When I saw you walking down the hallway earlier, I just knew it.”
“You’re so disgusting…don’t touch me!”
I swat his hand away.
Then, I sit up and put some distance between us.
“Haru-kun will be back any minute.”
“Perfect timing. Let’s give him a show.”
“I don’t like to repeat myself, just leave already.”
“Don’t be so cold. If you hurt my feelings, I might accidentally upload this to the internet.”
He shows his phone to me.
“…hah?”
The screen is too dark to see clearly, but I can make out what it is—
“Oh, careful now.”
He dodges as I instinctively reach out.
He then gives me a vile smirk.
“Would you rather the whole world sees it, or just Ogura? Which one sounds better?”
“…you’re such a scum.”
“You can call me whatever you want. I don’t really care.”
“…you’re the worst.”
“However, isn’t the choice obvious? It’s better just to show it to that impotent bastard, right?”
“…shut up.”
“Honestly, I really like you, Yua-chan. Seeing Ogura’s girl riding me, it seriously turns me on.”
“Shut up!”
Slap!
“…eh?”
My cheek stings.
…did he just slap me?
“You’re really troublesome.”
He says so, glaring at me.
“I was being nice, and this is what I get…just shut up and strip.”
He reaches out his hand towards me again.
“No!”
I try to escape, but he grabs my wrist.
“Let go!”
I struggle, shaking my hand to resist—
(…ah no, not this.)
His appearance reminds me of my trauma.
(…no. I’m scared. Help me.)
My mind is flooded with memories of senseless violence and then—
“Ahaha, that face. You’re definitely expecting something, aren’t you?’
“…stop messing around.”
“Oh? You haven’t noticed yet?”
He takes out his phone and then shows it to me with a smug expression on his face.
“…what is this?”
He isn’t showing me a video or something like that.
It’s just a normal camera screen.
And my face on it—is debauched.
“…no, that isn’t me.”
“I see. So this is the kind of play you’re into.”
I want to deny it.
I want to shake off his filthy hands.
Yet…
My breath is getting heavier. My mind and body are starting to ache.
(…what am I doing?)
I feel lightheaded.
(…why am I enduring this?)
My reason is beginning to fade.
(…ah, I’m such an idiot)
Another side of me appears.
(…it’s not like we’re doing something bad. We’re just rubbing against each other’s pleasurable spots.)
Everything is repainted.
(…it’s the best.)
I glance at his lower abdomen.
At that moment, drool spills down from the corner of my mouth.
“That’s good. That expression you have on your face, it really turns me on.”
He places his smartphone on the bed and says,
“Shall we kiss?”
He leans in closer.
I feel my heart beating faster.
The time feels to be moving slowly.
The face of the man in front of me turns dark.
He is not a person.
He’s simply a being that gives me pleasure.
Well, then it’s okay.
And then—I feel a squish, soft sensation.
It’s a sensation that I hadn’t felt in a long time.
That sensation that shattered everything about me.
—suddenly, I feel it on my knees.
“…ugh.”
He said so, holding his groin, looking pained.
Watching him, I place my hand on my chest, trying to calm my heavy breathing.
(…that was close.)
I can feel my heartbeat beating in the palm of my hand.
(…I was so close to betraying him.)
Tears start to stream down my cheeks.
Fear, regret, and relief. Various emotions are all mixed together in a tangled mess.
“Don’t mess with me!?”
I flinch at his angry shout, my shoulders are trembling.
He glares at me with a demon like face.
“…no.”
He clenches his fist.
“…help me.”
It seems like he’s going to hit me.
I’m scared. My body is shaking uncontrollably.
“Haru-kun!”