I have been sleeping for quite some time due to the injection. It must have made me drowsy so I would not scratch. And the first thing that came to my mind was my blog. Would Pixie Fairy be there to comment?
I wanted so much to be home. But I had to say here till my body gets better. I dreaded the feeling here. Open air room, with so many old patients. With them making the scary panting sounds almost drove me nuts.
*Would Jane be alright? Would she be ok? Would she be bullied? Is she safe?*
All my head was ringing with these questions.
Staying in the hospital was like waiting for death to arrive.
Jane cried whilst reading through the blog. And almost every line I wrote:
I know this is not Jane. But she will come back. And I will always be waiting. No matter how long it takes. No matter how much I will have to go through to bring her back. No matter how many punches I had to give. No matter how much people I have to beat to protect her. I will stand by her. She will always be the sweet Jane I know. For now. For ever.
Jane was guilt-stricken. And all that memories came gushing like a whirlpool. All that little moments of her punching me on my head; the happy moments we had eating in coffeeshops; the fun studying at my house; the smiles of my mum and family.
Jane: *Just what have you done?"
She read the comments that “PixieFairy” wrote and was ashamed of herself. How could she wrote this? How could she?
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curiouslala
Woohoo..
See who’s back..
Lol..yea sis, but only to read n support selectively
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BMW69
MEOW! *scratch scratch*
MEOW *stretch
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babycake
Anything else? maybe a ball of string? Kitty kitty
How abt a nice fluffy blanket n cushion for the basket, thank u v much (:
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Coffeecans
WooHoo!
throws in fresh sashimi from Tsukiji fish market!
Whoooaaa! Can request for tuna belly too then? Kidding. A Kopi kor double post update is enough to satisfy this kitty (:
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kittymae
Lol..yea sis, but only to read n support selectively
Hmm..
Me also sort of liddat la.. Haha
It took me a good three days before I could be discharged. Everything was just going back to normal. My skin was recovering but still had some scars around, generally it was not itching or painful anymore.
I was so happy that I felt like a bird just released from the cage. And the first thing that came to mind was to switch on my com and update my status.
Nothing.
No reply.
No sign of PixieFairy.
Sigh.
Perhaps she had left already.
Suddenly I felt a sense of helplessness.
But still I decided to pen down what I was going through in the hospital and I spend time writing and writing.
At the end of the blog I wrote.
“I hope I can see the good old Jane again. I missed you.”
Jane was waiting for me to update for days as she refreshed her browser and there was no updates for the past few days. When she clicked on the refresh button, she was delighted. She was happy to see my post. Immediately she replied.
PixieFairy: Paintmylove! You are back!
Me: Yeah. Been in the hospital for days. Just got back.
PixieFairy: Oh no. Are you feeling better now? What happened?
Me: It’s nothing much. I’m healed. But I can’t say so for my heart though.
PixieFairy: Did the girl break your heart?
Me: Haha. Girl? She’s not even my girlfriend. I’m nowhere near what she calls friends too. But it just feels strange. For what she did to her, I just can’t bring myself to hate or feel angry about her. Perhaps she meant too much to me. Perhaps its my inner self that refuses to hate her. I know that she is not like this. But perhaps I’m just too hideous looking and short. I guess I have learnt my place. I will not set my eyes on her. Perhaps it’s better that way.
PixieFairy: Poor you. Is it worth it just for her?
Me: You won’t understand PF. I don’t too. But I just act on my heart’s instinct.
PixieFairy: Well if she hears this, I’m sure she will be touched.
Me: Well. I’m not sure of that. What’s meant to be would be meant to be. Alrightly. It’s been great to talk to you. Sorry about my ranting.
PixieFairy: Do you hate her?
Me: Of course… Not. My feelings would not change. She is still her. I believe.
PixieFairy: Alright then. Goodnight.
Me: Good night PixieFairy. Why do I have the feeling that I know you?
PixieFairy: Don’t be silly. *Whacks punch on head*
Me: *Ouch! Three ice cream scoops on forehead*
PixieFairy: Let’s see if you dare say the wrong words.
Me: T_T lll
PixieFairy: hahahah
Me: Sigh.
PixieFairy: Why?
Me: She used to do that to me alot. Just like manga.
PixieFairy: Really?
Me: Yes. I guess let’s stop for now. I’m feeling quite emo now thinking about it. Goodnight.
PixieFairy: Night’s Paintmylove.
I logged off and took a deep breath. Thinking of the memories.
As the environment started to blur with teardrops, I hid my face on my pillow and cried.
Jane. Where are you? Where have you gone? I missed you so. I really do…
Next up. The final chapter.
Just which ending would you like to see more?
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Just write man. Whatever you feel like writing just just write. No matter the ending, the most important thing is that you wrote it to portray your emotions at the point of writing.
I stood outside the school gate and looked at the exterior of the building. It has been almost a week. I stepped into the school and then made my way back to my class. Everyone was looking at me in a weird way due to some patches I had still left.
Tina: Oh Max, you are back! How are you feeling?
The news must have been spread by Ginny’s friends about me being thrown all the disgusting things. Some purposely put their hands on their nose when I was near. But these things didn’t affect me. Do what you want to, its none of my business.
Jane tried to smile at me but I avoided her. And her smile faded. Though I was not angry with her, I was just afraid. I do not want to go back to being humiliated again.
Jane didn’t utter a word.
Tina: Did you know? When you wasn’t around, Jane was quite pitiful. There were rumours that someone had uploaded some video clip on the net stating that she was taken advantage of and many guys tried to get fresh with her at school. She was so scared that she did not dare to go out of the classroom. She begged me to keep her company.
Me: Really?
Tina: Poor her.
I looked at her as she gave me a smile. I smiled back.
After days of missing my athletics training, I was eager to go back to training, to smell the track. I liked the rubbery smell as it reminded me of the competition. The whole team was there as they waved to me. And it feels good to be back.
But someone caught my attention.
Jane was there. Standing at the corner of the seats.
She walked towards me. And I did not know how to react. I just stood there like a fool.
Jane: I’m sorry Max. I’m really sorry.
Max: … it’s fine. It’s over already. I wore my spikes and was ready to go.
Jane: Can I go to your house for dinner tonight?
I froze. I could not believe what I was hearing.
I nodded as she ran off happily, for her training. I could not believe that she was back to the team. She seemed more approachable but I still have some reservations.
The training seemed to be a breeze or perhaps I was happy that she was coming to my place for dinner. I called home and my mum was surprised and happy.
We did not talk much on our way back. But both of us felt really comfortable.
My mum: Hi Jane! It’s been a long time!
Jane: Hi Aunt. Yes. I’m sorry to bother you.
My mum: It’s fine. I love to have you here.
Jane smiled back.
I went to my room and she followed suit.
Me: I’m going to shower first. You want to shower here?
Jane: Sure. Can you borrow me your clothes?
I gave her my tshirt and she went to my mum’s place to shower.
She came out with her wet hair, soaked my white tshirt that revealed her pink bra. I couldn’t take my eyes off her chest area and before I knew it, multiple knocks came onto my head, forming yet another scoops of ice cream forming on top of each other.
Jane: What are you looking at?
Me: I’m sorry. I… I’m going to shower.
I ran to the shower room and have a quick one, and I was trying to masturbate but later kicked off the thought.
Jane was surfing the internet on my computer. When she saw my body, she covered her mouth. There were multiple scars. She stared at my body, and tears welled up, blurring her vision.
Jane: I’m so sorry…. I…. I….
She said as she buried herself on my chest. She cried, I’ve never seen her so devastated. The tears just wouldn’t stop as she cried, and apologized. But I hugged her and said it was alright.
She looked at me in my eyes.
Jane: Do you love me?
I stunned.
What the hell was that.
Me: Again? What did you say?
A knock came coming onto my head again.
Jane: Don;t make me repeat myself.
I looked left and right.
Hesitated.
Then looked down on the floor.
Me: Yes.
Jane: Look at me in the eye and tell me that.
I was at a loss.
But I pluck out my courage. I didn’t care if its going to work or not.
I looked her straight in her eyes and said: “I love you”.
She looked at me and the smile was the most beautiful.
She leaned over.
And gave me a kiss.
I was in heaven.
She whispered to my ears: I think I’m starting to love you too Max.
And that was the start of the beautiful bloom.
Did we last happily every after? Well, that’s another story for another day.
Signing off with love from Max and Jane.
Coffeecans Reads
max is way too easy to forgive her..
he shd prolong that n make sure she wont repeat it again..
or, maybe he shd ask for sex service before forgiving her..
sth like “maxxx.. ahhh.. ahhhhhh..”
Aiyo… Lala so naughty… The zoo animals with her will be very happy.
Ohh lala…be my Fuck Buddy~~~~
Aiyo I come here sian zhar bor XD
Epilogue:
It was soon known that we were a pair. Jane wasn’t ashamed of the fact that her boyfriend was shorter than her. Although tongues were wagging, she simply ignored them.
It was my 18th birthday today. There were no grand celebration. No grand dinner. And lavish gifts. But she came to my house for dinner, carrying a small box which must be a birthday cake. And my birthday also highlighted another big thing in my life. It was our first anniversary together.
We had a good meal with my family, with giggles and laughter. My mum was enjoying her company. The dinner finished quite late due to conversations which ended about 915pm.
We sat in my room and talked when I told her I’m going for a shower.
Jane: I’ll wait for you.
Me: Ok.
Jane went to the fridge and took out the cake, waited for me. When she heard the shower door open, she quickly lighted the candles and switched off the light. She held on to the cake and sang.
Jane: Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to dear Max, happy birthday to you.
She said as she placed the cake on the table, came over to me and kissed me on the cheeks.
I blushed.
Jane: Make your birthday wish dear.
I nodded as I closed my eyes.
She closed the door as I blew the candles, leaving the room pitch dark, except for the street lamps that cast the orange tint lights into the room. In the silhouette I could see vaguely but I could hear the sounds of stripping.
I swallowed my saliva. I saw the silhouette of her taking off her top, followed by her jeans. What stood before me was my dream girl, wearing only her white set of lingerie. Her hands were covering her assets.
She sat on the bed and looked at me.
My heart was pounding faster than the counting machine. I dropped my towel with only my boxers as I walked slowly over to my bed. I still thought I was dreaming. Throughout the year, we had only held hands and at most kissed on the cheeks. Being in a relationship with Jane was already good enough for me. I couldn’t even dreamt of touching her or something.
I went to the bed as she hugged me from behind. I could feel her well cushioned bra pressing on me as I had an instant reaction. She was kissing me on my neck which felt ticklish yet sensual.
Goosebumps began to surface from my arms. I turned myself slowly and the both of us stared innocently at each other. I hugged her and then kissed her lightly on her lips. The tip of our tongues touched lightly for the first time, then it began more intense. We exchange our fluids with each other as we frenched, lost in each other’s world.
As we stopped, I looked at her perfect body, though it was dark, I could still see her curves with the light shed on her body from outside. She covered her breasts as my hands reached for her back, trying to find the hook but to no avail. Where is the hook?
She gave out a little giggle as her hands reached for her front and unhooked. She bent near me and whispered: The hook is in the front.
Her bra gave way and her tender breasts was hanging freely in front of me. Of course little Max was getting excited. My hands reached for her twin melons; they felt real full and soft, as I kneaded them softly, then moved on to feel her nipples. They were now getting hard and pointy. As I cupped it upwards, I planted my tongue and brushed lightly on her nipples, as though I was painting on canvas. I could hear the silent heavy breathing that escaped from her mouth. Her hands were reaching out for little Max.
The very first touch sent an adrenalin rush to my heart. It was the first time I was touched by a girl. She was too shocked but still she stroked it. I stood up and removed my boxers, with some precum already present.
I pushed her gently on the bed as she rested her head on my pillow, and continued getting my fill of her melons. I was in between her legs as she spread more. Her white panty was getting soaked by her own fluids.
I moved my hands down and removed it in one single shot. Her thin bush surfaced and her hands covered it. We were both now stark naked in front of each other.
Never could I imagine that a day like this would come. As I looked at her in the eyes as though we could speak, she nodded.
I positioned little Max and pushed it in slowly.
Jane slapped my back: Wrong hole dear!
Immediately I took it out and then inserted it again slowly.
Jane: Hurr… hurr…
Her vagina was very tight but luckily because it was very wet, it made the insertion more fluid. I gently inserted it, then out, and in. I didn’t know why but suddenly an instinct to penetrate deeper came into mind.
Jane’s eyes opened wide and her nails clawed my back the moment I thrust it in. She could feel a sharp pain.
Jane: Pain..
I immediately took it out and asked if she was alright. She cried. I hugged her tightly.
Me: I’m sorry.
I didn’t know why but I cried too. Perhaps its the very thing about seeing my loved one in distress. I will feel the same too.
She buried herself in my chest and cried till she fell asleep. There was a blood stain on my mattress.
She spent the night at my place that night but we didn’t try it again that night.
But that night was the start of our sex life. Even till now she is still sleeping by my side. For after so many years, she still looks as charming. Of course, her iconic meteor shower punch hasn’t disappeared at all. Instead it gotten a lot stronger than before. And my head now was almost as hard as a safety helmet thanks to her.
Coffeecans Reads
Ahh Max…Ahhh….
You lah…. I have a tent in my boxers again. I just relieve myself for a 3 point orgasm this morning. I think I need to go again