Ruthless (Ongoing)

Chapter 3

"Rain! Are you okay?" I heard a woman's voice ask me. "Hey, wake up!" I felt a pair of hands that held my shoulders and made me stand on the floor. I opened my eyes to see Hermione Lartch who's obviously worried.

She cupped my face and once again asked if I'm fine. A smile formed on my face and answered, "Of course, why shouldn't I be okay? What happened by the way?"

Hermione distanced herself from me and made an expression on her face that gives out the 'you're unbelievable' look. "You almost got yourself raped! Can't you remember?" I placed my fingers on my lips as I recall the man who stole my first kiss yesterday, and almost all of me. I couldn't see his face so it's a mystery to me who that guy is but, I can't stop myself from burning inside— I'm getting annoyed.

"He..."

"He almost stole my virginity, Hermione!" I screamed at her, panicking. I started to walk in circles while I'm still holding my lips, thinking of what to do about it. "Am I not considered as a virgin anymore?" I asked.

A loud laughter came out from Hermione. "The heck? Kissing doesn't count with virginity," she stopped laughing and went near me to whisper in my ear. "Perhaps, you haven't experienced making love? You're almost in your 30's, Rain!" She exclaimed, sounding as if she's making fun of me. I ignored and pushed her face away from me.

Is it my fault that I prioritized my education over relationships? I calmed down and went over to my dining hall to prepare my breakfast. Since Hermione is here, I'll be cooking an extra serving for her.

"C'mon here Mione!" I served the dishes that I made as I call her. One bowl of rice in the middle of the table, four sunny-side-up eggs and 8 bacons, then lastly, a ciorba de burta or what others call as a beef tripe soup.

Hermione sat on the chair beside me and we began eating. "Oh, right. Rain, have you already thought of what job you'll be taking?" She randomly asked.

"I applied for being a teacher, a tutor and," I halted to drink water. "I also took the opportunity to be a secretary at a stable company." Even though I know that I might not pass in any of those three, I'll still strive harder for my one hell of a future.

"Let me wash the dishes, you go on and familiarize yourself with being interviewed. It's better to be ready right away," she stated and initiated cleaning everything we've used in the dining hall.

Being together with someone during the times when we're experiencing some challenges in life, can't be more splendid than ever. I hugged her from behind as she was already drying the bowls. "Hermione Lartch is the best!" I shortly kissed her cheeks and happily went upstairs, then to my room. I just heard her chuckle before I walked away.

A minimal, but continuous vibration could be felt near my waist, wherein my phone is located. I checked my notification bar and saw three new mails. Firstly, I opened the email which came from Universitat Politecnica de Valencia.

'Good day, Ms./Mr. Applicant #27! Your appointment with our University's head will be today, scheduled at 14:30. No need to bring anything, just be confident. See you later!'

Next one came from the tutoring centre and a company called as La Mejor Compañia. The contents of the emails are almost the same, it's really kind of handy to me that, the schedules vary from one another. I need to go attend the first interview at 13:00 for my application as a tutor, 14:30 for the university and then at 16:00 will be the last one which is the offer to be a secretary.

"Mione! Dress me up!" I shouted, she's still downstairs. I can't do make-ups eversince I was a kid. People often tell me how gorgeous I look even without using any kind of cosmetics.

"I'm coming!"

A few minutes later, Hermione's already inside my room and searching for an outfit that'll suit me. "No wonder you're inexperienced with love," she mockingly said while undressing me. She gave me a plain, creamé colored cotton long sleeve t-shirt that totally fits me—revealing the curves on my waist and also my G-cup sized breasts. I also wore a long-line reversible waistcoat in leather and fur, colored in black.

"What do you prefer, this leggings or trousers?" Hermione asked while holding both of it on her hands.

"The leggings is attractive since it's also fit but, I think I'm gonna go with that trousers," I pointed the long-waist, black trousers and wore it. She gave me a pair of high-heels that didn't have much design. I looked in the mirror to check my attire and ruffled my hair slightly.

I curled the ends of my hair after my friend applied a small amount of foundation on my cheeks. "Face here girl," she said and asked me to pout which I did. A soft tiny stick touched my lips as Hermione was coating it with a sultry pink lipstick.

"Voilà!"

Once again, I looked at my appearance through the mirror. Nothing much has changed, the normal, exquisite Rain Alejandro is still here. I had high hopes, that I wouldn't be able to recognize myself the moment that I use some make ups. Seems like it really all depend on a person's genes.

I thanked Hermione for assisting a 25-years-old hopeless woman like me. I checked my wristwatch only to see that it's currently 12:50.

Only 10 minutes left before my first appointment. I immediately ran downstairs and went outside to call for a taxi. I can't be late on an interview 'cause, they'll probably think I'm irresponsible! A minute has passed, I'm still outside of my house.

"Rain? Why're you still here, it's almost 13:00!" Hermione said while panting. "Ride on my motorcycle, hurry!" She grabbed my hand and we started running to the other side of my house, where my garage is located.

Dear Gods out there, I sincerely pray that I won't do any mistakes with my life, just let me go to my interviews right on time.