Chapter 131 - Absolutely, Positively 5: 8 Years Overdue (1/2)

Back in his apartment, his friends helped him put Jena on the bed.

”Alvin, we can't stay,” they said afterwards and the dancer nodded. ”Don't worry, I'll call my sister and then send you a message.”

His friend's sister was a doctor and she could keep secrets.

”Thanks,” he told his friends although he was very anxious to be left alone with the sleeping beauty.

He had no idea whatsoever what to do. If only Jena just slept, but she didn't. It seemed that even if they made her vomit the contents of her stomach, she had already digested some of the drug.

”Hurts…hurts…” Jena cried in her sleep and when Alvin came near her to wipe the sweat on her forehead, her hands clamped on his arm.

Huh?

He turned and saw her glazed doe eyes opened.

”Help…it hurts…” she cried, fat tears fell from her eyes.

”What hurts?” Alvin asked worriedly as he surveyed the beauty's body for injury but Jena shook her head.

”Hurts…here…” she slurred as his hand reached for her sėx and Alvin's eyes widened in alarm. ”I want…I want…hurts…help…” she wept as she guided his hand towards her sėnsɨtɨvė organ and she whimpered again upon his touch. ”Please…”

”But…” Alvin was about to step away but she grabbed his arm and continued to beg.

It was then the phone rang and he picked it up immediately.

”What did your sis say?” he asked almost desperately as soon as he answered the call.

”Sis said it will go away in time. But it will be painful,” his friend said and Alvin bit his lip.

”IS there any other way?” he asked and his friend cleared his throat.

”Er… you can help her by sleeping with her,” he said and hurriedly said goodbye before Alvin scolded him.

Sleep with her?

Of course, he wanted to! But not like this! She didn't even know him!

”Ah— that's right. Bath, a bath will help,” he chanted as he ran towards the bathroom to fill the tub with cold water.

As soon as he finished, he went back to the room and scooped her up. He hesitated whether to let her soak with her clothes on, but decided to remove them so he could clean and dry them for her to wear the next day. When she had vomited earlier, some of it went to her shirt. It was better that she took them off.

”Stay here,” he told her as he placed her gently in the tub.

His brows knitted as he heard her gasp from the sudden cold temperature and worried as her body trembled further.

She was in pain.

”Please… Please…” she begged as she cried.

The silent tears had turned into desperate sobs as she reached out to hold his arm.

”Please… save me,” she begged as her other hand started to scratch against her skin, creating claw marks that bled.

”Stop! You're hurting yourself,” he scolded her as he tried to pry her hands away, but it only made her more desperate.

”Please… save me, save me… It hurts,” she begged and begged as she writhed in agony until he couldn't stand it anymore.

Biting his lip, banishing all hesitations in his mind, he had come to a decision. He would make love to her.

”Jena?” he called the beauty's name softly and she whimpered in answer.

”I want… I want…” she sobbed groggily as she shifted in the tub, her slender hands reaching for his shirt, tugging him towards her. ”Take me…”