Chapter Twenty

Dominic

I shut my eyes as I unprecedentedly locked my lips on Spencer's. Valentine had begun to get back on my head, and all I wanted is to have some distraction. I was dying for someone to pull me from sinking and take me away somewhere to a distant place where I can be safe and sound, where I can breathe properly, where I am strictly forbidden to think about Valentine Grande. His surprising appearance made me feel as if someone wielding a Gatling gun had open fired towards my vulnerable body. I don't want to think about Valentine or anything that has a connection to him right now, so I was ready to take Spencer's hand and jump into the ocean full of sharks. But even now, as I was kissing Spencer with both of my eyes closed, I can still see Valentine's face. I thought I'd push him away, but I ended up imagining that I was kissing him. I imagined this is us five years later if I hadn't thrown the wrecking ball towards him. I wanted him to kiss me back, and I was making the utmost effort to seduce and turn him on to make him kiss me the way he used to.

"What was that?" Spencer cut away from the kiss that I initiated, and that was the moment that I was relegated back to reality. Spencer stood shocked and confused in front of me. As much as I wanted to run away and follow Valentine, I just can't.

"Er," I was speechless. I don't know exactly what to say. "Uhm. I'm kissing you?"

"Yeah, I know that, but what was that all about?" Spencer was obviously taken aback, but he's keeping his cool.

What is he even complaining about? He made me think that this is all that he wanted. I just gave him that.

"Nothing," I mumbled. I can't even think of any lie to tell Spencer because Valentine is digging through me. Coming home was already terrifying for me, but seeing Valentine again after five long years is more than enough to give me a heart attack. Why do I have to bump into him tonight? There are lots of days and nights to bump into him, and fate chose to do it in this type of situation. What the actual fuck!

"Hey Donathan, you can tell me," Trying to be a good friend, Spencer looked at me straight in the eye. "You can trust me," He uttered.

"It's just," I paused for a moment and had a sword fight with hesitation. I don't know if I should tell him the truth or just concoct a lie to stop him from asking. "Uhm...Valentine and I, Uhm."

"You know what, it's okay. You don't need to tell me if you're not ready yet," Spencer spat and held my hand. I can feel how cold it was.

"I feel like I don't want to go inside anymore," I confessed pertaining to our supposed plan of watching a movie.

"What? Why?"

"Let's just go to your place," I spewed. My decision was based alone on how desperate I am to push Valentine away from my thoughts. I've been in pain for years because of him, and I am afraid that it will continue until I get what I deserve.

"Netflix and chill, huh?" Spencer said.

"With pizza and beer," I said in agreement.

Spencer seemed to be pretty happy with my sudden change of plans going accordingly with his other proposal. We both ended up finding the nearest pizza parlor and momentarily argued about the toppings of our pizzas to ultimately buy two boxes, each topped and drizzled with our preferred toppings and sauce. We finally stopped by at a grocery store where we bought bottled beers. We took the elevator up to his place, and by the time we reached his floor, I was already nervous, and I'm beginning to regret my abrupt decision. Is this a good idea at all? How far can I drive my soul away?

I volunteered to hold everything that we bought as Spencer fished his wallet from the back pocket of his pants, pulled a black key card from it, and eventually opening his unit by tapping the key card on a sophisticated security lock. I was already amazed at the key card thing, but I was more than astonished to see just how rich this guy is.

"Miyuki, Denki o tsukeru" Spencer blubbered into the void of darkness, and the lights automatically turned on by itself, providing bright light to the sophisticated place.

"Okaerinasai, Alec" A flawless woman voice spoke from somewhere behind the artistically marbled walls. I was gagged upon hearing the voice and quickly turned around just to find where the voice is coming from.

"Oh shit," I cursed with such astonishment gritting in my tone. "Who is that?"

"That's Miyuki, my assistant," Spencer answered as he led me to the couch. I laid the bottles of beer and the boxes of pizza on the table made of glass right in front of the couch.

"What language is that?" I asked. I'm guessing that it's Japanese, but I'm not quite sure. Inside my mind, I cross-referenced the way the voice spoke with some of the anime series that I've watched.

"It's Japanese"

"Are you Japanese?" I continued. I don't see any trace of Japanese ancestry from Spencer physically, but he spoke the language as if it's his first language.

"Yes, I am. My biological mother is Japanese, but I never got the chance to see or meet her or even know her name at all," Spencer explained as he prepped the couch for us.

"Why? What happened?"

"No reason."

"Huh?"

"My father wanted to have children with different blood, so he got me via surrogacy. He went to Japan and impregnated a Japanese woman hence I was conceived nine months later."

"That's c..." I sat right next to him on the couch.

"Crazy. I know, right. My father is fucking crazy. I don't know exactly what is going through his mind," Spencer continued while opening bottles of beer, one for me and one for him.

"You mentioned children, so that means?" I continued investigating. Spencer didn't tell me these kinds of information about him while we were having dinner, which makes me rethink a lot of the things that I'm thinking about him. What other things is he not telling me yet?

"Yeah. I have two older sisters, one of them is Korean, and the other is Brazilian," Spencer shared. "I also have an older brother, and he's Australian."

"Wow, that's interesting" I untied the rope of the pizza and opened both of them. Spencer chose a pizza on a barbecue sauce base with vegetarian toppings while I chose the complete opposite of a meat lover's pizza overloading with cheese and meat toppings.

"That's not even it; we are expecting a fifth"

"Oh, really? And what..?"

"It's a Filipino," He said, "By the way, what are we watching?"

"I don't know you choose!" I replied with no apparent focus. Not because I haven't decided which movie to watch yet but because I stared at the pizza of my choice and immediately thought of Valentine. This is his favorite type of pizza, overloading with meat and cheese. Valentine is really trying to get his way into me; even the fucking pizza reminded me of him.

"Miyuki, terebiwotsukeru" Spencer blubbered.

"Terebi o tsukete" The otherworldly voice spoke once again, and the 42-inch television perfectly hanged on the wall turned on by itself.

"Netflix ni iku" Spencer ordered, and the television switched to Netflix.

We chose to watch Someone Great, and only twenty minutes into the movie, Spencer had already finished his whole pizza and had two bottles of beer. I thought to myself, I had to catch up to him, so I gulped the rest of my first beer, opened the second one, and gulped almost half of it. Spencer snaked his arm around me, and I thought that was the beginning of something, but I was disappointed that he's not even doing something. I can smell his manliness lingering like perfume, and I'm starting to get horny and impatient.

Fuck it!

I finished my second bottle and then stood right in front of Spencer.

"What are you doing, Donathan?" Spencer asked in a swerve of confusion. "You are blocking the view."

"Shut up!" I scowled at him and then went to sit on top of him.

"Oh shit."

I cupped his handsome face and started kissing him, thinking that if he doesn't work his way to me, then I'll work my way to him. I fastened my lips to him, and he didn't fail me. He returned the kiss with his tongue ready to fight. I quickly removed my shirt and began unbuttoning his shirt without pausing from the kiss. I praised his toned body as my tongue slowly transferred from his mouth to kiss his neck and now to his chest.

"Miyuki, usugurai hikari ni kirikae" He was already moaning but momentarily composed his voice and spoke as the bright light slowly transitioned to his desired dim light.

I went back to his mouth, and we kissed like were hungry for it. Using one of his hands, Spencer grabbed me by my hair while the other slithered its way inside my pants to squeeze my ass. Spencer then suddenly stood up, prompting me to lock my legs around his torso. He's now lifting me, and I can feel the disco stick getting firmer and firmer inside his pants. I just realized that I was already imagining that Spencer is Valentine. I wanted to push the thought away and enjoy Spencer's steamy company, but it was powerful enough to cling on me, and eventually, I was thinking that I'm having sex with Valentine.

Spencer carried me towards his room. He slowly put me down to his king-size bed and pulled my pants. I looked at him in the eye as he unbuckled his belt and all the while I'm still thinking he was Valentine.