Escape From The Netherworld

Part 1

I had been liking him at a distance for years, but that night at the class reunion, I finally made my move. Pretending to be drunk, I seduced him, took off his clothes and took him to bed. Before I could sleep with him, I regretted it.

I tried to put his clothes back on, but they were torn apart, and I couldn't fasten his belt properly.

I stood by his side for a few seconds, hoping he'd forget my reckless behavior when he woke up.

Then, I fled, taking the train back to my hometown overnight.

Part 2

Early the next morning, my mom saw me at the door with huge dark circles under my eyes and was startled, "Did you go out stealing last night?"

I shivered in fear. I wanted to tell her it was worse than stealing...

"Go lie down. I'll call you when it's time to eat!"

My mom had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. No matter how harsh her words were, she always would call me to eat.

I stumbled back to my room, my head dizzy, and slept the whole day. When I woke up from hunger, it was already afternoon.

There was a lunchbox and a note on the bedside table, which read, "Eat when you wake up. Mom's gone to play cards. Do not disturb me."

I seriously doubted if I was really her biological kid.

I got up but had no appetite that I only ate more than a few mouthfuls.

My temples throbbed painfully, and I felt hot all over. Damn it, I should have got a fever.

I found a thermometer, and sure enough, I had a fever.

I stared blankly for a few seconds, then searched online to see if anyone had experienced the similar illness. But I found no result.

Apparently, someone said online that stress and exhaustion could also lower the human ability to cope with disease and cause the fever...

Thinking back on my reckless behavior, I couldn't help but laugh at myself.

Then I grabbed some ice packs from the freezer to cool my body down and started checking messages in the class group chat on Facebook.

One message immediately caught my eye, "Kylie Flynn, did you and my brother... sleep together last night?"

When I saw this, my hair stood on end. I quickly sent direct messages to Lilah Wright, the blabbermouth.

"Lilah! You posted that message in the group chat. Recall it now!"

"Ah, I didn't know. It seems I can't recall it."

"I'll give you my new Dior lipstick."

"I really can't recall it."

"A signed album by Taylor Swift!"

"I have successfully recalled it!"

I was speechless.

She indeed had recalled it, but I still watched the group chat for half an hour to make sure nothing unusual happened before putting my phone down.

Lying in bed, I recalled the absurd scene of last night, feeling more and more regretful.

Lilah was my high school desk mate and best friend.

She was obsessed with the idea of me and her brother being a couple.

My secret crush on Ricky Wright was known to the entire school, thanks to her.

Ricky was her twin brother and our class president at high school.

With his long legs, handsome face, and excellent performance at school, he was a school heartthrob, and the love letters came flooding in from all over the school.

Lilah would secretly take those letters from her brother and tear them up with me.

"Won't your brother be angry if we do this?"

I asked nervously.

"He'll just think we're helping him solve the troubles," Lilah assured me confidently.

But someone took a photo of us tearing up the letters and posted it on the school forum, causing a huge stir.

The post was titled, "A girl madly in love with the school heartthrob was tearing up his love letters since she couldn't be with him."

Lilah said I should thank her for finally attracting her brother's attention.

Ricky did notice me after that, but he would turn around and walk away whenever he saw me from ten meters away.

In class, even though my seat was just one row from his, he would take a long detour to avoid me before returning to his seat.

In his eyes, I was probably a crazy pervert.

So, although I had been liking him for years, I never got close to him and rarely contacted him after graduation.

If it weren't for the class reunion and Lilah constantly urging me to sleep with her brother, I wouldn't have done something so outrageous.

Alcohol always led to bad decisions!

Thinking this, I turned off my phone and went to sleep.

I didn't know how long I slept, but Lilah's call woke me up.

"What is up?" I asked impatiently.

"Open the door."

"Huh?"

"Open the door, now!"

She emphasized.

I finally woke up and ran to open the door.

"Why do you look like this?

Are you still going to deny that you slept with my brother?"

Lilah looked at me suspiciously.

I felt guilty but remained stubborn, "I already came back last night.

How could I do anything to him from so far away?"

"Alright, it had been only more than ten minutes since you took my brother back to the hotel.

I believe my brother won't ejaculate that quickly."

I was speechless. I thought her brother would do it more quickly after I saw his private part.

Part 3

"Why are you back? Weren't you going on a trip?"

I quickly changed the subject.

"Don't mention it. My brother caught a bad cold and a high fever.

So I decided to come back."

"Fever?" I couldn't help but raise my voice. I quickly covered my mouth, but Lilah still noticed it, " Why do you react like that?

Why is your face so red?

What happened?"

"Wouldn't your face be red if you slept with a blanket over your head?

Don't touch me!" I pushed her hand away, afraid she'd find out I also had a fever.

"Why did you hit me!"

Lilah complained as she drew her hand back.

"Your brother is so sick, and why are you here instead of going to take care of him?!" I shouted too.

Shouting was our way of friendly communication.

"Yeah, he's so sick, yet he asked me to return your necklace. He's really got nothing better to do!"

She shoved a bag into my hand, walked out and slammed the door behind her.

I was stunned.

Only then did I realize there was nothing on my neck. When did my necklace fall off?

Luckily, she didn't think too much about it.

After she left, I felt it was more and more strange. How did Ricky know the necklace was mine?

It was the first time I wore it, bought specifically to made me look more feminine at the reunion.

Ricky should have seen it for the first time too.

So, either he stared at me all the time during dinner, or he wasn't drunk at all...

Not drunk?

I sat up in shock.

Then...

he was fully awake, watching me clumsily unbutton his shirt and unfasten belt, and heard all my inappropriate comments on him?

"You're so handsome, can I kiss you? You won't mind, right?

I'll just touch for a moment, you won't mind, right?

You're so hot, let me help you take off your clothes, okay?

Wow, your abdominal muscles are so strong!

I'm bad at math, can I count them one by one?"

So he had heard all my flirtatious words?

I wanted to disappear on the spot! Could someone kill me directly?!

Part 4

I seriously reflected on my actions for three days. I decided... to forget everything I had done to him!

But Lilah called, inviting me over for dinner.

"Honestly, I'm on a diet," I declined politely, actually afraid of seeing her brother.

"Are you crazy? It's my birthday today!"

Lilah scolded me again.

"Your birthday is the day your mom suffered through labor. How can you celebrate it?" I tried to struggle.

"My brother isn't here.

He went to see his supervisor."

"Really? What gift do you want?

By the way, I love the food cooked by your mom very much. Can you arrange that?"

"Of course!

Hurry up and come over."

Lilah urged impatiently.

"Yes!

I will be there right now!"

I rushed to the bathroom, took a quick shower, dried my hair for about ten minutes, put on some makeup, and bought a gift "randomly" before heading to her house.

When I opened the door and saw the crowd inside, I was stunned.

"Wow, you have a lot of friends here..."

I peered inside suspiciously, "I don't know any of them."

I was unhappy instantly.

Lilah had made so many friends behind my back, and I had still thought she was as lonely as I was.

"It would be strange if you knew them," she said, pulling me inside and locking the door.

Locking the door?

"They're all my brother's college friends."

I was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

Didn't she say her brother wasn't home?

"My brother went to see his supervisor, but he just came back and brought these friends here," Lilah explained innocently.

How could I have such an unreliable friend!

I handed her the gift and tried to slip away.

"Hey Kylie, come in and sit down! Lilah, why are you blocking her at the door?"

It was her mom who noticed me.