"So, we're having something in common." Matt raised the cup of dark coffee with a typical wide smile flashing his perfect teeth.

I chuckled "It's a typical drink that most people love to drink." I gave him a light shrug and sipped my hot black coffee with my eyes close a moment to whiff the smell of great coffee.

"You're quiet." I almost rolled my eyes at him after I heard what he said to me.

What else do you wanna me to talk about?

He should know I was not as chatty as him. I was still able to be polite and smiled at him, "I'm just listening right now." he laughed as I remained my fake smile.

We had spent close to an hour at this coffee shop, most of the time he was the one talking and shared about the journey of his life as a motivator for sharing a preach.

On the other hand, Douglas was much better than him at least. He would take a break for me and never commented that I was quiet. He was a nice guy, yet I have no feelings for him.

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"What movie are we going to watch?" Matt asked

I hummed, "Mission Impossible?"

"What about The Longest Ride?" he suggested with a gentle smile. Great taste...

Perhaps he was just being thoughtful for me, so I asked, "Are you sure about that?" I stated, "It's a romance movie."

He gave me a light chuckled, "I love romance shows. So, The Longest Ride it is." With that, he bought two large popcorn and sodas for us and entered the hall.

I was regret to agree watched romance movies with him because when came to romance I always end up crying when came to the plot twist or the storm part of the romance.

I swallowed down my knot and my eyes were pricking with tears. I was hoping Matt didn't see me cry pathetically in the dark. Somehow, I was surprised he handed me a tissue and I just realize my face already dampened. Oh darn!

I quickly took the tissue from him and dapped around my face to clean up my mess. I felt a big and rough hand gently pressed the side of my head to lean on his tough shoulder.

"I'm fine," I said in a small voice with my horrible crack voice and tried to remove my head from him as he gently shushed me and patted my head.

"That movie is great," Matt beamed as he was slicing the steak. I actually was no appetite for our dinner after Matt practically fed me a few rounds of our dessert stops. We already ate ice creams, waffles, and Frappucino after the movie.

We just ate left than an hour ago before we were here. I told him that I was full, but he insists order a steak, chicken chop, and a bowl of salad for us. I accidentally burped when I saw a folk of steak near my lips.

I swear no one was so horrible as me.

I felt heat rush to my face and I saw him seem didn't stifle his laugher nor laughed right on my face. He remained his typical smile and waiting for me to eat the steak.

"Pardon me," I finally said as the heat was burning on my face. "Hey, it's okay." He said as he tilted his head to indicate the folk of steak and said, "The steak is delicious, you should try."

I ate the steak and I moaned when the tasty steak reached my tastebud, "It's really great." I said truly and he grinned and seem like happy I enjoyed the food and said, "I'm sure you'll like it." He gently pushed a small plate of sliced steak and chicken chop toward me and said, "Here, eat these."

"Thank you,"

He did that all the time since we were having any meals, he always requested a small plate and cut the food more me. I felt bad for him and felt embarrassing at the same time. I was not a baby. I had been nice to tell him I could do it myself and he insisted. So, I just let him be as long as he was happy with that.

We backed to my apartment with a bottle of wine after we agreed to spend time here with no one else. Melissa already told me she would hang out with her friends and sleepover at god know where it was for tonight.

Matt seems comfortable in here like his second home and welcomes himself in the living room and switched on the TV and sat on the couch comfortably.

I felt sticky and uncomfortable after a long day outing and decided to take a quick shower. I felt refreshed after a quick shower as I threw a set of fresh comfy clothes to put on.

"Hey, you're here at the right time." Matt smiled at me when he saw I was reaching the living room. He already served two glasses of wine for us nicely on the coffee table. I returned a smile, joined next to him, carefully took the stem of the glass of wine, and toasted with him.

The bottle of wine for two should be no harm, right?

"Do you know that you're stunning?" Matt said in a low tone as his hand gently caressed the side of my face. I remained still to watch the TV without turned to look at him. I had no idea what should I respond to him. A thank you?

I felt he lifted my feet and let them rested on his firmed lap. I felt another hand cupped my face as I was turned to face him. His eyes were twinkling and staring at me.

He was a good-looking man, but I didn't have the excitement or interest in him. I didn't get shocked or surprise by knowing he would do this to me. His hand already gently pressing the nape of my neck for me to reach my lips on his full, warm, and rough lips.

Our nips touching as he slowly laid me down on the couch. He pressed my lips with his tongue as I parted my lips for him to shove in. The way he flipped my tongue was a little aggressive and rough. I felt I couldn't pick up my face to swirl my tongue with him and let him take the role.

Even though I had no butterfly erupted or dancing happy heart with his kiss, but my body betrayed me. I was giving in to him for letting his hands running my body with his lips and tongues touching my weak spot. A moan escaped from my lips when he was sucking and bit my collarbone with one hand groping my breast.

"To my room," I had no idea what was my mouth playing with me. I could feel he was getting excited, he swiftly carried me in bridal style and walked to my room without broke our kiss.

I remained wrapped around his neck as I could a soft voice closing door, followed by my back pressed on the familiar soft mattress. I was right, he was able to seduce me to have sex with him. Thanks to Melissa's sake.

I had no idea why I could be so easy after I had sex with Melissa. I was craving sex so much after with her. I was arousing and couldn't wait for that sooner.

I felt cold hit my body and I let my eyes opened. Matt was standing at the foot of the bed and started unbuttoning his button-up light blue shirt. After he took off his shirt revealing his toned and lean body, he started unbuckled his belt and undone his jean. I could saw his buddy was awakened under his underwear,

"Are you ready to see it?" he asked as I nodded my head and my eyes widened with my jaw dropped when the Little Matt is exposing in front of me. That was the first real dick I saw in my life and it was fucking huge!

I was not sure that my first time could handle this huge stuff or not. He chuckled softly as he was pulling my tank top and I automatically raised my arms over my head for him to take it off.

I felt cold hit my bare legs after he discarded my sweatpants on the floor. I was getting nervous when I only left my undergarment with me, yet I was arousing with his treatment.

Was I ready for that?

Maybe Summer was right, after sex everything will be different. I took a deep breathed and let my body relax. He was doing a great job on me, he was kissing me softly and caressed my arms up and down.

I eventually relaxed and let his hands wandering around my body again. I moaned in my mouth hand his thumbs were teasingly pressed my nipples were covered with my bra. I couldn't help, but I laughed when I felt his hands were clumsily unclasping my bra.

I hold his hands behind me and whispered after I stop laughing, "I'll do it." He chuckled as he rested his hands on my waist and waited for me. I slowly reached a hand at my back and was ready to unclasp it, but I loud 'thud' of the front door made me jumped.

Ignored the door knocking, I traced the hook to unclasp and I groaned when I heard it was knocking loud and rapidly this time. This person would never calm down. I rolled my eyes in annoyance and I sighed, "I'll be right back." I caressed his face and gave him an apologetic smile.

"Sure," he pecked my lips and smiled. I left the bed and I felt bad for him because his buddy was stood in attention. Again the door was banging out loud.

A/N: Dear Readers this would continue from the prologue I have written. If you remember the prologue part you could gladly skip this scene.

"I'm coming!" I yelled impatiently from the annoying knocking door. This person totally ruined my great time. I sighed as I quickly put on my tank top and sweatpants and rushed to the front door to open it.

I gasped when someone ran into me and hugged me after I opened the door. Somehow, I could know the person without seeing her face. Her favorite fragrance is also my favorite scent of hers. I felt her body was trembling as she sniffled.

I felt a stung in my heart whenever I heard or see her cried. I gently patted her head. My heart crumbled when I heard her crack voice, "Charli... I'm tired of this." Summer sobbed as I embraced her.

She pulled away as I eagerly wanted to check her face, yet gingerly cupped her face to check on it. She winced in my touch as I saw her right face was swollen with a serious punch.

I was right, that bastard laid his hand on her again!

Blood boiled my vein as I shut my eyes tight. I tried to calm myself down, but I couldn't. I felt the fury fuel my anger as I shot my eyes opened and asked Summer, "That bastard did this to you again?! What the hell was wrong with him?! He's sick!"

"Stop calling him bastard Charli." She warned me as I clenched my jaw.

This bastard doesn't deserve a respect from you, Summer.

I was mad that she still siding this bastard and I yelled, "He is! He is fucking a bastard!" I tilted up my head to take a deep breath, and finally back to Summer's face as I sighed and soften my tone to her, "This is not the first time he laid his hand on you. Summer. You'll get killed if you keep tolerating and let him beat you up." Summer didn't respond as she turned her gaze away from me.

I knew she was stubborn, no one could stop her.

Summer started sniffled as she wiped off the tears streaming out from the brim of her eyes and I gently rested my hands on her shoulders to comfort her. She said dejectedly, "You're right, I should let go of this man."

I was half relieved at least she stops being stubborn to stay with this bastard. I cupped her left face without a bruise and said softly, "Yes, you should. You deserve better, Summer."

Summer shook her head and said in despair, "No, besides Miguel, No one loves me. I believe I will forever be alone, but I don't want to be all alone until the day I die."

I scoffed, "Are you kidding me?"

You still got me to be with you...

"I'm dead serious." Summer said dully.

I chuckled and said in disbelief, "Come on, Summer. What is wrong with you? Where's your confidence? Besides that bastard, you have numerous boys drool on you."

She shook her head and said bitterly, "Yea, I met a lot of suitors. Can you see how many fucked up relationships I have? All are the same, Charli."

I shushed her, "No, you haven't met the right one, Summer." I smiled and assured her with my thumb caressed her left face, "Trust me, Summer. You will meet the right one. You're precious to the person who loves you. Because you're gorgeous, honest, lively, optimistic, and care for the others."

Summer stared at me as she leaned in my hand and I continued, "Those bastards were too dumb to know and appreciate how beautiful you're from inside out. The person will be blessed if he is with you. You're a gem, Summer."

I studied her beautiful face as I smiled, "Forget about those bastards. You still have me. I'll always be right here and wait for you."

Summer eventually smiled as she cupped my face and mumbled, "Thanks Charli, you're the best. I love you."

"You're welcome," I said gently as our eyes locked, my heartbeat skipped a beat when Summer's eyes flicked to my lips. Her eyes back to mine again and I felt she leaned in closer to me. Our breaths were fanning each other and I could felt my heartbeat quickened with our close distance.

I silently took steady breathing, somehow Summer's eyes were closing as her tender lips touched mine. At this moment I couldn't believe what was happening and everything seems like a dream which I had been wanted for years.

Summer Brightly is fucking kissing me!

Her lips gently nibbling mine as I parted my lips and pressing my tongue to her lips, she eventually parted her lips for my tongue to slip in her mouth. Butterflies erupted in my stomach to feel our kisses. I hitched in our mouth when she cupped my butts and squeezed them.

I moaned in our mouths when she squeezed them again, but this time becomes sensual. She turned me on as I tangled my fingers to her hair and pressed her closer to me. Our kisses were getting hungry and I just wanted to kiss her and held her in my arms for not letting her go.

"What the hell!" my eyes shot opened as I felt Summer quickly pulled away from me. When I turned my attention to the hallway I couldn't find the right words to say. I said in a small voice, "I..." I trailed off and remained still.

I felt bad, I felt bad for Summer and Matt. Somehow, it seems like I felt bad for Summer over Matt.

"So, she is the person you told me that you're in love and need to take time to let go, huh?" Matt said with the sound of upset.

"Yes, I'm sorry," I admitted.

Matt stared at me sadly as he shook his head and said, "Fine, I'm leaving." He walked past me as he shut the front door and left Summer and me alone now.

Oh, fuck! Summer knew everything and I had no idea how to deal with her. I didn't even dare to turn back and face her.

Be calm, Charli...

"Whatever Matt said is true?" I felt my body turned cold when Summer asked. I couldn't know she was pissed off or confuse? I couldn't define the way she asked me. I was debating to tell her the truth or keep it to myself.

What if she knew about it? Would she freak out?

A/N: Charli is confused as fuck now. haha!