In My Desperate Time

I'm so angry with him that I really don't want to be in the same space with him.

It's getting late now, and the wind is blowing strongly, which makes me feel a little cold.

Frances Louis drives slowly behind me.

I go faster, and he drives faster. I slow down, and he also slows down.

I feel uncomfortable being stared by a pair of eyes.

“Frances Louis, what do you want? Would you stop following me?” I turn to him and ask furiously.

“This is the only way home. Are you sure I'm following you?”

The man shrugs innocently.

His car goes like a turtle and he says that he is not following me?

Never mind. I can’t beat him if he plays rogue.

I can only stop and get in his car.

Frances Louis chuckles. He steps on the gas and it's totally different from the tortoise speed before.

As soon as we get in the house, Frances Louis pins me down on the table and lifts up the hem of my skirt.

“What are you doing?”

him, looking at Frances Louis

rut? Why is

can't sit by.” The man nibbles my shoulder, his

want you?”

you want to have sex with

What?

“Just in case…”

swallows my unfinished

my desire and takes off my

mind moving to another place? I want

in horror and see

Betty, you are

probably also forgets that Betty is

stay here so I could make breakfast in the morning?” Betty rolls her

doesn’t contradict her. He points at the bathroom and says to

Frances Louis

embarrassment, picking

him to be moderate or he

said and turns his head to stare at her.

goes into his room. I feel awkward to go in, so I go back to my room. I have a vague feeling in my stomach. Maybe my period is