Tristan's POV
We arrived shortly and I carried Trish out of the car. Once we stepped into my villa Trish puked again but this time on herself so I couldn't help but throw her down again cuz it was stinking and disgusting. When she fell, she winced in pain, frowned but still didn't wake up. I felt sorry for her and vowed to be more gentle next time. I picked her up and put her in the bathtub in my bathroom. Trust me I'd love to see Trish without clothes on but I can't take advantage of the state she's in so as the gentleman I am, I decided to control myself and bathe her while blindfolded. Since I'm sort of a perfectionist, I can do almost anything and bathing someone while blindfolded wouldn't be a big deal. I undressed her, bathed her and dressed her up, all while blindfolded but coming into contact with her bare skin was inevitable and I almost lost control but I rushed to take a cold shower once I was done.
When I was done with the shower, I went to check on Trish but she wasn't there where I left her. I checked the room, my study and library but she wasn't there. Then I heard some noise in the kitchen and there she was, on a stool searching the cabinets. I stood at the doorway and smirked watching her but then the stool shook and she was falling but luckily I reached out my hands on time when she fell into my arms. She closed her eyes expecting to hit the ground but she was caught. She slowly opened her eyes and I stared deeply into them.
She said right back and asked a weird question, " Do you know you could go to jail?" Huh!
I was like, " No, why would I go to jail?" "For stealing my breath away with those gorgeous eyes." she said and I froze.
My throat became dry but I still tried to control myself. I put her to sit on top of the counter and stood between her legs. "Trisha Cruz, you better stop playing with words like that because I'm just from taking a cold shower to control myself and because I respect you so don't push me to take you right here right now and make both of us regret it."I said.
She looked like she wanted to say something but covered her mouth with her hand instead. I removed her hand and told her to say it. She first hesitated then asked, " Why did you take a cold shower and how does it have anything to do with respecting me." Now she's pushing me too far. I almost lost it but I stood firm.
"You know what just forget it and tell me what you were even doing up there?" I said changing the subject. "I was hungry but I couldn't find anything to eat." she said. "You could have checked the fridge, there's lots of food there but anyway I'll make you something what do you want to eat?" I asked her.
She told me what she wanted then told me to carry her down. There I just lost it, I leaned in and gave her a deep kiss cuz she looked so alluring in my shirt and her open hair. I broke it before I could go further and put her down but she looked like she wanted it to go on. " Is that minty chocolate flavor in your mouth?! It's really sweet, can I taste it one more time, just a little bit." she cutely said.
"Trish, get out of here and find something else to do. "But--but-" she tried to oppose. " No buts, just get out."I said while pushing her out. When she left I gulped down a whole bottle of water cuz my throat was really dry.
After a while, I was done with the dishes I could make and went to look for Trish. I found her in the living room very quiet with a blanket and a pillow covering her eyes, where did she even get them from. The sound of screams were coming from the TV, she had somehow found a horror movie. When she heard sounds from behind her, she screamed and hid under the blanket not knowing it's me.
" Trish, it's me, now please stop screaming." I said. "Tri--Tristan?!" she stammered while still in the blanket as if not sure it was me. "Yeah I'm here." I said. She quickly moved and before I knew it, she had jumped on me, wrapping her legs around my waist and since she was only wearing a shirt with nothing underneath, her thighs were exposed and I didn't even know where to put my hands and to make matters worse, her teats were pressing against my chest. I was clearly uncomfortable so I told her to get off me. She refused but I insisted more firmly so she got down but not leaving me entirely still clinging onto my arm. After she had come down, to my horror she looked down near my area and she definitely noticed cuz she asked," Tristan, why's there a pointy thing in your pants?" she said about to poke it. Goodness, she's not gonna give me a break. I couldn't take it anymore so I rushed out straight to the bathroom. I hope she doesn't remember any of this tomorrow. Her drank side is cute and alluring at the same time, she should never ever drink if this is how she becomes.
When I was done with my second cold shower, I found when Trish had finished all the food and she had now started to eat the snacks in the fridge. I just couldn't believe a girl could eat that much. I told her to stop stuffing herself otherwise she'd have a stomach ache in the morning so she got potato chips then went to the living room, sat on the couch then tapped the spot right next to her, telling me to come watch a movie with her and I did. She later dosed off and I carried her to bed.
Trish's POV
The sun was shining brightly on my face waking me up. I opened my eyes to a new environment. I wondered whose place this is and how I got here. I rolled around the bed and I noticed I wasn't wearing pants anymore. I looked underneath the blanket and saw that I was wearing a man's shirt. I screamed at the top of my lungs but still no one came. I tried to recall what happened after I left the bar but I couldn't and felt a terrible headache instead. I moved to the bathroom and there I found my clothes hanging. I freshened up and got dressed. When I was done, I found my way downstairs and tried to sneak out without the owner of the villa noticing but the aroma of the food in the table was too strong to ignore so I looked around to see if there was anyone around. I grabbed the piece of toast that was served on the table and stuffed it into my mouth. As I was about to take the second bite with some still in my mouth, I heard a slight cough behind me and I consciously put the toast back on the plate like I was a thief caught red-handed and told to put my hands up in the air. I tried so hard to finish the toast in my mouth but then I had a familiar voice behind me.
"Trisha Cruz , what do you think you're doing?"he said. I was too shocked that I even started choking, I coughed tremendously and Mr Delavega kept on slightly hitting my back saying," Hey slow down, don't kill yourself in my house." I was able to swallow that toast choking me and responded, " Why would I kill myself by choking on a piece of toast? I can come up with better ways to kill myself as I can share with you. And besides I wasn't trying to kill myself but fill my stomach till you showed up and scared the hell out of me." I said
Looked like he wanted to talk but I interrupted, "What are you even doing here in the first place?" I said and I know I shouldn't have said that but it was too late to take it back. He gave me an intense glare that if eyes could kill, I would have died a hundred times over.
" I know that you now realize that you shouldn't have said that, right?!" he said smirking. " Yeah...I noticed this isn't my place but nothing shows that it's yours either." I say trying to cover up my shame. He turned and pointed at a wall that was filled with his photos, certificates, awards and I was left with totally no room for arguments and for the first time in my life, I was left utterly speechless.
" Cat bite your tongue, huh?!" he smirked and said. "You were blubbering just a while ago about how this isn't my place and now you're going quiet, tell me Miss Cruz, what just happened?" he added and I really felt so pissed that he was questioning me like that and I had nothing to say. I collected my emotions and words and I decided to turn the tables. " Okay, okay I admit this is your place but quick question, how did I get here in the first place? Cuz as far as I remember I don't think I brought myself here willingly. Tristan Delavega, did you kidnap me?! Oh wait,wait.. what was I doing in your bed and in your shirt, did we do anything we shouldn't have done last night." I said .
Tristan looked at me with a look and said," Are you done or are I still being interrogated?" "I'm done."I say and he now started replying to my questions. " You asked how did you get here right?! This is how,... you were drinking like crazy till you fell asleep so as the gentleman that I am I took pity on you and couldn't just leave you there to be rapped since I was actually the one who took you there so I was carrying you back to the car but you suddenly woke up and asked why I was handsome and called me names then you went on ahead and asked me if you could kiss me-" he was still saying when I interrupted him. "Wait..wait.. I did that?" I asked.
" Yep you sure did. You also-" I interrupted him again. "So did I actually kiss you?" I asked crossing my fingers. "Hmph...you wish. You were moving your lips towards mine but then suddenly turned and puked on my chest." he said.
"What a turn of events, he expected a kiss but got puked on instead. I'm so bad." I thought to myself and silently giggled. " You can giggle all you want but keep it in mind that you'll pay for what you did." he said. "Uuuuh... I'm so scared." I muttered to myself.
" So after me puking on you what happened next." I asked." He cleared his throat and looked away, " Despite the smell and unpleasing sight, I still carried you to the car gently." he said and I could clearly tell that he was lying because I kind of remember falling down but I don't know how.
" I brought you here and took you to the washroom and-"he continued and I couldn't help but interrupt again. "And what huh?! You shamelessly undressed a female who was unconscious. How ungentlemanly of you." I said. " You got it wrong once again but I did think about it though then changed my mind and decided to wash you blindfolded after all there's nothing much to see in the first place." he said. Did he just say that. Now he crossed the line, how could he call me flat. I had so many words to say, I was cursing him, calling him names and all but it was all in my mind. I couldn't find the right words to actually say to him at the moment but it was clear that I was fuming.
He wanted to continue but I stopped him, "Hold it right there cuz I can't listen to you any longer...actually, I'm leaving." I said and grabbed my shoes but I couldn't find it in me to leave the toast behind so I grabbed it too and headed for the door.
" Wait, don't you wanna know more about what happened last night?" Tristan followed behind me and said. I turned around and glared at him, I swallowed quite a number of insults I wanted to throw at him and I was able to come up with, " What's done is done!" then I slam the door behind me and left. I was so mad that I forgot I don't know around here and I lack money plus where's my phone, I was too pissed to care...that guy just brutally smashed my pride. I walked till I couldn't anymore but no cabs were passing by. Luckily Greg was driving too Mr Delavega's place so I stopped him and got into the car.
" Hi Greg, I know you're supposed to pick your boss up but I need to get home ASAP, don't worry you won't get into trouble while I'm here. Your boss will definitely understand." I said to him and he still didn't look so sure but still drove me home anyway. When I got home I remembered Ava was back from abroad but she's still nowhere to be seen. I hope she's okay because I was starting to get worried. Why didn't Mr Delavega take the two of us?... he better not have dropped her at a hotel. I decided to use the landline to call her since I lost my phone
I called it and it went through but no one was answering but I wouldn't stop until she answered.