Segment: Confession

Three Nights

Lyle's P.O.V

The moment has finally come where I can have fun and not be in control by someone else! I feel so free! It's only been three months and yet, AND YET I feel like I'm a new person. I see no shackles around me, no handcuffs and no one monitoring my every action. I look at Jamie and he has the same expression as I was wearing at the moment.

"f**k. This feels good." I nodded so much that I felt dizzy.

"We should probably settle in first."

"Yep. See you later."

"You too. I'll beat your ass later, idiot."

I walk to the hotel, which is pretty near. I look around while I walk and noticed that there were coconuts here. This was a tropical island.

That's what Michelle said, i***t.

I haven't noticed when we came here before. The island was lovely, with chirping birds, breezy air and so pure. I look back to the yacht and saw what I thought I saw.

"A f*****g beautiful lagoon!" I screamed to myself.

I sue myself for being so ignorant but it was just so beautiful. How magical it looked. Green yet blue at the same time. One can never decipher what color it truly has. The white waves as it knocks against some rocks. This was truly refreshing.

"Wait, I should settle in first. f**k, I'm going to dip in that lagoon first before anywhere else."

I walk excitedly to my hotel room which I, surprise surprise, share with Amelia. She looks up at me from her phone and was also dumbfounded as I was.

"Wait, what?" she says to herself. She was trying to figure out something.

"Huh?" I say idiotically.

I facepalmed myself. No one likes an unknowledgeable person. No one.

"You're, uhm, you're my, uh, housemate? Again."

"Yeah, I guess. How does this keep on happening?"

I had no other guess. It was her father that did this. He's trying to tell Amelia that it was me. He was trying to make me screw over and let Amelia realize that it was me. I chew the insides of my cheeks. If Amelia does call me and we come back at the same time after we do the deed, she'll for sure be suspicious of me.

The Taylors are so frightening sometimes. They keep their words but they will make you screw yourself. It was a thorough plan. A well-planned sabotage if you ask me. I commend the man but I'm in such deep s**t.

"I, uh, don't know."

"Okay then. I'll unpack for now before we're called in for lunch."

"The teacher told us earlier that we have free time until tomorrow at eight."

"Wow, a day for a break? That's awesome." she chuckles cutely.

"Have you not had rest yet?"

"I'm a pretty busy person."

I talk to her like it's nothing. I unpack, organize my things and the things before she could see. I wanted to look at Amelia. Look at her breasts, her legs. But I decide not to. It wasn't the right time. Really, I'm just giving myself excuses.

"I can see that, but how come you can still stay in shape?" I turn around, closed the cabinet and looked at her confusingly.

"Huh? What do you mean?" she instantly turns away, realizing the intention of her question.

"No, nothing. So, what are you going to do now?"

"I'll probably visit the lagoon." she turns around and smiles at me with her bright white pearls.

"You like the lagoon?"

"Yeah. You made this island even more beautiful."

"The lagoon was already there though?" I chuckled and sat on my own bed.

"I know. It's just that, most people would suck an island dry of its resources but you, you did the complete opposite. I saw the farm while we were in the yacht. You garden here, right? You're giving back what you took from the island. Plus, there's not a single plastic to be seen." she claps her hands.

"Wow. I haven't met someone who can notice many things in such a short time. Thank you for the compliment."

"Why, you're welcome. Anyway, I should probably look at the lagoon and give you your time."

"I'll see you later then, Lyle?" my name came out of her beautiful lips and it sent shiver down my spine.

"Yep, I'll see you later."

I walk towards the door and shut the door behind me gently. I ran towards down the stairs and to the lagoon on full speed. I don't know what's happening to me. Adrenaline is coursing through my veins. It's like a miracle just happened.

"Do I like Amelia?" I ask myself as I run.

"If I look at Chrelia later and still feel nothing, then maybe I do like Amelia."

But my question was answered almost immediately. I saw Chrelia looking at the lagoon by herself. My heart instantly stopped and my feet, making my fall on the sand.

Embarrassing.

"Oh, my. Are you okay?" Chrelia rushes to my aid and helps me up. She dusted off the sand off of my body while I cough out the sand that went into my mouth.

I feel so stupid. Tripping in front of my crush. I should've stopped like a normal person and approach her like a normal person. But even though she's homophobic, she still helped me up and came to my aid immediately.

I still like Chrelia.

So Amelia was out of the question again. I am a die hard fan of Chrelia and her kindness and her beauty and her cuteness - ugh, everything about her is just so right. Even her homophobic side - wait. No. I'm not a masochist.

"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you." she smiles at me brightly.

"You're welcome. Where are you going in such a rush anyway?"

The wind blew and her hair flew to the side. It was a beautiful scene. I could even smell her shampoo, it was sweet. I don't know the name. It smelt foreign. I don't know if you can smell foreign from a shampoo but I did. It has such a sweet scent. Her beautiful black hair up to her n*****s looked elegant.

"I wanted to take a dip,"

"There? Lagoon?" she turns sideways and looks at the lagoon while her side-profile was visible to me.

Such a beautiful pointed nose. Her lashes were long and her lips were just right. They look so kissable that I could almost taste it. I shake my head.

"Yeah. It looked beautiful."

"Wanna dip in it together?" she turns her attention back to me and gave me her signature smile.

My heart started thumping really loud. I can't believe she's inviting me right now. She's homophobic, is she not? Why is this happening? Of course I wouldn't pass up the opportunity.

"Are you sure you're okay with me?"

"Hmm? Why?"

"I'm a lesbian?" does she not know?

"Oh, it really doesn't matter."

I opened my mouth but she started undressing. I immediately looked away. But before I did look away, I saw a glimpse of her porcelain-like body. She looked pale but not to the point that she doesn't have any blood. Just pale.

"Aren't you going to undress?"

"I, uh, you need sunscreen?" I hand her the sunscreen still without looking at her.

I heard her chuckle.

"Can you apply it to me?"

OH, BOY.

This is the instance where sexy would happen in porn. This is Chrelia we're talking about. Shut up. She's as pure as a flower.

"S-sure."

We moved to the coconut. We needed its shade for me to apply it to her. The sun was blinding me but so was Chrelia's sexy body. She wasn't toned like Amelia but she still has the right curves and a bit smaller breasts than Amelia, just a bit.

Why do I keep on comparing them to each other?

I sound like a total playboy right now.

She was wearing her bikini underneath her clothes. Makes me want to ask if she was wearing them since we left school but we weren't that close for me to ask such a personal and invasive question. I want to ask her too what she meant by 'it doesn't really matter'.

My hands were shaking. I pinch out the sunscreen from the bottle to my palm. My breath was shaky. She was laying in front of me. Her back was defenseless. My hormones were raging but somehow it wasn't enough to make me crazy, just really nervous that what if I mess up. It was different from when I'm with Amelia.

Stop comparing them, i***t.

"I'll apply it now, Chrelia." she moans making my heart jump. I haven't even put on the sunscreen.

"Alright." her sweet soft voice came out of her mouth.

The moment my palm made contact with her back, I could tell how relaxed she was. Her back was slacking and so was her facial expression. She looked so calm. My nervousness instantly fades away. I applied the ointment on her back like it's nothing.

"Should I untie the string?"

"Huh?"

Without my answer, she unties the string on her back making her top bikini fall into the side. I see her breasts from the side, squished cutely. I wanted to pinch them so bad, grope or fondle but I stopped myself. I don't want Chrelia to hate me because I'm a pervert.

"Gently please," she says with a moan.

My mind went haywire suddenly. I applied sunscreen absent-mindedly until I was done.

"Should I apply-"

"No, no, I'm okay." I rejected her fast.

I would really lose it if she were to touch me right now.

"Alright. Let's go?"

"Yeah."

She ties her bikini back before standing up. I stand up and follow her to the lagoon. I will seriously regret this later, not putting on sunscreen.

She slowly dips herself into the lagoon with the brightest smile that I have ever seen. She was enjoying herself so much that she forgot about me. I didn't mind. My heart felt light at the sight of her smile. Earlier, I thought she was worried about something but seeing now that she's being carefree, I don't think it matters anymore.

Oh, well. I should just mind my own business.

I went to the deeper parts and dove in. I regret not bringing my goggles but no matter. I opened my eyes. The water stung a bit at first but after a few seconds, my eyes were fine. I look down and saw many coral reefs. It was beautiful. I swim a bit more before emerging from the water. I wipe the water off of my face. I open my eyes and see Chrelia looking at me in amazement.

"Uh, is something wrong?" it was awkward. She was staring at me so intently.

"Your eyes doesn't hurt?" I shake my head.

"No."

"But they're a bit red." I laugh nervously.

"Really, they're not."

"Okay then."

"Okay?"

I turn around to dive again when Chrelia was suddenly behind me, grabbing me by the arm.

"I saw your abs earlier." I gulped.

Her voice was sultry and seemingly hungry. I turn around and saw how her eyes darkened. Isn't she homophobic?

But what if she isn't? Will you ditch money and be with her? Unlike Jamie?

Realization hit me suddenly, making me sigh lightly.

"I work out sometimes." I reply with the same energy she was giving me.

"Can you teach me how to swim?" she suddenly changed to sultry to bubbly. I don't know. I don't understand her anymore.

Is she or not homophobic? Is she alright? Is something bothering her?

"Sure."

Until evening, I taught Chrelia how to swim. She got the hang of the basics before we departed. I was too confused to actually pay any mind to my feelings. I was busy wondering what is it that's so confusing about Chrelia.

I changed my clothes before heading out to dinner where I reunited with Jamie who was already eating with Michelle and Amelia.

"Yo." he says with his mouth full of food.

"I didn't know you could hog two beauties at the same time." I teased.

I sat beside Amelia like it was the most natural thing to do. Even if it isn't, there are no more seats available. This is a four-person table. Michelle and Jamie was beside each other, like a real couple.

"Oh, please. I'm handsome. There's no question." he smugly says before choking on his food.

"Right."

Michelle gave him water before facepalming herself. Amelia was beside me, silent again. It's like she's not in the mood again. Why are girls so confusing? I can't seem to read them. I silently eat my food while Michelle and Jamie bicker again.

After our dinner, we went directly to our own rooms. Unfortunately for my man Jamie, he's not going to be sleeping with Michelle. I envy him. Shouldn't this be the other way around?

On our way to the hotel, we were silent. I'm afraid I'm going to add fuel to the fire.

"How was the lagoon?" I breathed a heavy yet silent sigh. I'm glad she decided to break the ice.

"It was fun and deep."

"Hmm,"

Amelia was a few steps ahead of me so I was facing her back. I couldn't see her expression. If Amelia faces me right now, will I be able to tell what's wrong? No. No, I wouldn't. I guess this is advantageous for me in some way.

She opens the door and went inside.

A few more hours and a few more silent hours, we were already lights off.

I dozed off. I yawned and rub my eyes off of the sleepiness. I look at the phone and saw that it was twelve midnight. I use my phone as a torch and saw that Amelia wasn't on her bed. I look at the other phone and saw that I had two new messages. I looked at the time it was sent and I was instantly relieved.

I'm not too late.

She instructed me to go to the lagoon which was sketchy. Does she know it's me? She went out first then I guess she doesn't know it's me. I look outside and saw that it was pitch black.

"Good."

I get out of the room and went to the lagoon. There she was, sitting on the sand. I don't know how I saw it but I saw her. Her back straight and wet from the water. She was even wearing a bikini. It was a sexy one. I couldn't make out the color but it was a dark one.

I slowly creep behind her and kneel behind her. I embrace her wet figure. She moans and turns to me. I couldn't make out her face but I can imagine what expression she was wearing.

"I waited so long." she says.

I lay her on the sand and kisses her lips. There's something about right now that tells me not to rush it. I could taste the saltiness of the sea on her lips but I didn't mind.

"Amelia," I voice out unconsciously. I hiss at myself.

"Will you just kiss me for tonight?"

"Not s*x?" I distorted my voice a bit.

"I just want you to hold me."

"If that's what you want, Princess."

I remove my shirt and carried her to the lagoon. The familiar sand on my feet guided me to the spot where I thought was good for just relaxing. She rested her head on my shoulder, trusting me. When I reached the part, I stopped walking.

"Can you swim?" I distorted my voice again. No more mistakes.

"Yes, but can I lock my legs on your waist?"

"Sure,"

She slowly did what she said and locked her legs on my waist. She let our foreheads touch. The moon was nowhere to be seen but the stars were bright but it wasn't enough to make us see each other.

I felt calm. Amelia embracing me. I felt nice.

"I know you're a first year, like me."

My eyes shot wide at that. Of course, we're the only first years here.

"But that's it. Won't you tell me who you are?"

Oh. That was close.

"I'm sorry." my voice came out gentler than I thought.

"Why not?"

"I don't want you to look back at this whenever you see me."

Our bodies sway in rhythm with the subtle waves. Amelia locks her arms around my neck and began playing with my hair from the back. It was soothing me and for a moment there, I forgot about the mission.

"But what if I do? What if I want you even after we graduate?" I shake my head.

"You will soon want to be intimate with someone without money."

Suddenly, the moon shone behind me, making me see Amelia's pained expression. She looked so constricted. She closes her eyes and kisses me lightly on the lips.

"I wouldn't care if it's you."

She knows.

"You know who I am, don't you, Amelia?"

"...."

Her silence sounded like a 'yes' to me. She lied when she said that was the only thing she knew about me. When did she know? Since when? Is she playing with me? No, no. It's not like that. I was the one who agreed to this in the first place, for the money. I guess this is the price of tripling the money.

"Why did you keep it a secret that you know me?"

"I was afraid you'd back out and not want to have anything to do with me."

She already knows. There is no more to hide. She already knows me.

"Since when?"

"This isn't the right time for me to tell you."

Is she hiding something from me? What is it? I want to know. But I kept my mouth shut. First it was Chrelia, now it was Amelia. It's like they're connected somehow.

"Amelia,"

"Lyle,"

That was all the confirmation I needed.

"What happens now?"

"If, if you want me or just feel horny or what, you can call on me."

"Huh? But that's not-"

"It's fine for me. I'm not as busy as you are. I don't trust the schedule Papa gave me."

She's smart on that one. Being in the student council, fake one, has spontaneous schedules ahead. It was honestly annoying. We get to be called whenever they like but we don't have power to disagree with their demands.

"You're a smart one."

"I can't proudly say I'm a daughter of Chris Taylor if I'm not."

"Can I drop the voice now?" she chuckles.

"Yes. It was quite cute though."

"Oh, shut up."

I kiss her lips and she kisses me back. It was a chaste kiss but when Amelia hugged me tighter, I felt her chest making me aroused. This was something that Chrelia can't make me feel. Amelia keeps on pulling me even with no intentions of pulling me.

"Amelia," I breathe out before biting her lower lip.

"Lyle, are you aroused?" she says in between kisses.

"Sorry, it's been too long." I detach my lips from her.

"Can we do it tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Why tomorrow?" she looked away.

"Just tomorrow if you beat Michelle and Jamie." I laughed.

"Is this supposed to be a reward?"

The woman knows she's worthy of being a price but not enough to be a lifetime price. She knows her worth and that's scary sexy.

"Do you not like it? You can be rougher than last time if you like." she licks my lips.

Fuck. This woman is something else.

"Ugh, fine."

"Should we go back? You need sleep since you need all the energy you need to beat those two. Michelle may not look like it but she's a bit athletic." she was, in her own way, supporting me while trying to scare me away.

"I'm the president. No one can beat me."