The Pains of Guilt

Chapter 9

Later that night...

Takumi POV

"What brings you here?"

Doesn't she remember that she asked me to come?

"You texted me saying that I should come over."

"I did? Weird, I don't remember doing that. Come in, I guess."

I would’ve said that she's finally lost her mind until I smelled... alcohol?

"Are you drunk?"

"What, no. I just had a little girl's night out with Etsuko and Mitsu. And then we had a drinking contest. Did I mention that Mitsu won? Or was it me? I can't remember. It probably doesn't even matter anyway."

That makes a whole lot more sense, kinda. She looked like she was about to fall over. Good thing I was here to catch her when she did.

"So you are. You can barely stand straight."

I sat her down then sat next to her. Now that I took a good look at her, I noticed what she was wearing. I'm not sure how I didn't realise it at first.

"You kept my hoodie?"

"Of course, dummy. I sleep in it from time to time and I also wore it the entire time I was pregnant with Tsumi."

She took it off and handed it to me.

"You can have it back if you want."

"You can keep it."

"Ok."

And now, I wish she didn't take it off. Turns out she was wearing a pair of booty shorts and an off shoulder top. I wonder...

"You went out like that?" I asked.

"Does it matter? Last time I checked, I'm almost 23 and part of the single ladies club. I can wear whatever I want so stop acting like my dad, boyfriend or whatever."

You can't blame me for asking though. The thought that other guys might have been staring at her with dirty thoughts going through their minds pissed me off. What can I say, I'm the possessive type so I can't help it. Just when I thought things couldn't get worse, she sat in a way that showed off her already exposed legs. Not staring was pretty hard to do. All I can say is that the pregnancy definitely filled her out in the right places.

"I miss you, you know. A lot. Sometimes I wish that things could go back to the way they were."

She rested her head on my shoulder. I won't lie, I was happy when she said that and honestly thought she might give me another chance. But then I remembered that she's piss drunk and probably just blabbering. There goes my hope.

"You don't mean that." I told her.

"The shitty part is that I do. I guess my feelings for you are still there but they're just deep down. Like, if you ask me how many times you've crossed my mind, my honest answer would be once because you never really left it. Damn, I sound cheesy, don't I?"

"A little."

 The truth really does come out when you're drunk. I'm starting to wonder how she actually feels about me. What if she does want to give me another chance but doesn't want to admit it or can't? She's not the type who opens up or admits her feelings easily so I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. Maybe, I should just give her time. I'm starting to get my hope back but it's probably best if I don't have my hopes up too high.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter. Hey."

"Yeah?"

"Let's have sex."

Ok, I definitely didn't except that.

"Not when you're like this. You'll definitely kill me in the morning."

"No, I won't."

That's what you say now.

"Yes you will."

"C'mon, what's Tsumi supposed to think if her mama and papa aren't sleeping together? And besides, she asked so nicely for a younger sibling."

I definitely underestimated how drunk she really is.

"No. You're obviously too wasted to think straight."

"I feel really hot, you know."

"No."

"Come on." She whined.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Casanova?"

"No."

"Daddy?"

I stopped and looked at her. I admit, she got me. But only a little bit. Ok, a lot.

"Oh, did that get you excited?" She smirked.

It did but I have to stay strong.

"Don't do this."

She straddled my lap.

"Please, daddy." She pouted.

"No."

She began to take her shirt off and was about to do the same with her bra but I stopped her. I wonder how she got that scar on her side. It was small and unnoticeable but not if you look closely.

"Don't take your clothes off."

"Oh, so you want to take them off yourself?"

Yes.

"No. You're keeping them on."

"Maybe this will change your mind."

She kissed me and placed my hands on her waist then began grinding against me. So I might’ve kissed her back and as much I really wanted to take her right then and there, I couldn't and wouldn't. Not only would it count as taking advantage of her but I probably won’t see tomorrow.

"I'll end up tying you up if you don't stop."

Crap, that came out wrong.

"Go ahead, it'll be just like old times. Besides, I know you want me. I can feel your d**k starting to poke my thigh."

She caressed it through my pants. I held her hands down but that didn't stop her from grinding against me again. This time, I pinned her the couch so there’d be no way she’d be able to try anything.

“That’s enough. Now be a good girl and behave or I’ll have you across my knee.”

As tempting as it was, I wasn’t actually going to spank her. It was just a warning because she really wasn’t making things easy for me. Before she said anything, she passed out. Finally.

I took her to the bed and tucked her in. I was about to leave until I felt something tugging my shirt.

"Please don't leave me." She whispered.

I sighed. I guess I'll stay for a little while.

"Ok." I sat down next to her.

After some time, she snuggled up to me; it reminded me of old times. Next thing I knew, I was giving her a head pat and then moving behind her ears. Second nature, I guess. And as usual, her tail responded. Guess old habits never die. I'm not sure but I think I saw a faint smile on her face. But unfortunately, all good things must come to an end and I had to leave. At first she wouldn't let me, hugging me tightly so I couldn't escape. After trying, who knows how many times, she finally let go.

"I promise that things will get better." I kissed her forehead then left.