Chapter 30: Layla (Part-4) (1/2)
“… real.” She whispers.
Both me and Layla stare at each other for just a second more in shock before…
“IYAAAAAAAN”
With an ear-splitting scream, Layla pushes away my body from hers and quickly covers up her half-naked form with the bedsheet.
Due to Layla’s push, I too fall down on my butt on the other side of the bed.
Fuck! I am a goner now…
Everything I heard Layla say was actually in her dream. It was not true at all.
She doesn’t love me. And after I did all those lewd things with her…
I guess Layla will give me many slaps and hit me all over till she is satisfied… before kicking me out of her house.
But to my surprise, Layla is actually acting really strange now. She is staring down towards the bed while taking quick peeks towards me after the interval of a few seconds.
Wait, she is not acting shy, is she?
Nah, no way that is possible seeing the position we are in just before…
Layla looks up to me again and this time she doesn’t look down again but instead, she mumbles something.
She then stares at my direction hopefully with a slightly red face as if waiting for me to answer.
Damn… she looks too cute…
“S-Sorry, I couldn’t catch that…” I say in a small voice.
“I-I-I said, D-Did you heard what I was saying… y-you know, before?” Layla says in a bit louder voice while heavily stuttering.
“I-I did…” I answer.
Layla’s eyes momentarily open wide as if in a great shock before she looks down again with her face being even brighter red than before.
Well, to be honest, it not like she whispered those things exactly.
But does it even matter? She was just speaking in a dream, it’s not like what she told me was even true…
Layla again looks up with her red face maintained.
“I-I didn’t mean all of that, okay? I-I was just…just…” Layla lost in thoughts for a second.
“Dreaming!” She exclaims.
Fuck… Even though I already guessed that much, it still hurts directly listening from Layla that it wasn’t true.
“I know…” I say in a low and hopeless voice.
“I am sorry to get into your room this late and I also won’t lie and say that it was because of some accident or something. And the position we were in…it is also because of me…” I say feeling even lower.
“You can give me any punishment you want… I will accept anything…”
Layla is looking even more shocked than before right now.
Just don’t kick me out of the house, please!
“Because of you… in that position? B-But why?” Layla asks.
I just keep silent.
What can I even say? My broken system talked me into it?
It will sound like a total lie as there is probably no other system than mine who actually converse…
“Jacob, d-do you like me?” Layla asks suddenly.
I look up in a flash and to my surprise, see that there is no anger on her face, instead, it is now as bright red as a ripe tomato.
What the fuck? Seriously?
Damn…
“Yes, Layla. I really like— no, love you!” I confess.
I never thought I would say it in a situation like this but well, there is no fucking way I am going to miss this chance.
“Y-You do!?” she asks in a surprise.