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Mommy, Take Me Back Home! Pt45

"I really want to talk to you before you go," Chris said.
"Well is there somewhere we can talk? And what time is it?" She asked.
"11:30, we can talk in Frank's Cabin, " he informs.
"Frank has a cabin?" She asked, surprisingly.
"Sure, it's a couple of blocks down," he said.
When they gets to Frank's cabin, he opens the door with a key.
"YOU HAVE A KEY TO FRANK'S CABIN?" She asked, loudly.
"Yeah he gave it to me a while back, me and the team often comes here whenever we win a game. This would be our little vacation, " he said, unlocking the door.
"How cool, " she said, observing the cabin.
The cabin is not the typical cabin you would see in horror films, the cabin is made like a beach house. It is a delight with distinctive architectural focal points such as tapered logs an unusual roof line. It has 6 window shields. The architectural structure is made out of brown hard rocks. It also has a swimming pool in the front just like Frank's Mansion does.
"Oh my God, this is really nice," she said, while they walks in.
"Yeah, it's a sweet," she said, as they sit in the front living room space by the front pool area.
"This is so relaxing and comfortable," she said.
"Yeah. What I wanted to talk to you about is that I never met someone like you, and I really care about you," he said, looking directly into her eyes.
"Aww that's so sweet of you Chris, that means a lot," she said, staring directly into his eyes as well.
"And I can protect you, and I will always protect you," he said, while grabbing her hands and rubs it.
"I truely appreciate that Chris, no boy never said that to me before," she said.
"I mean that, and when you said someone threatened your family with a card letter, I was furious," he said.
"Don't get upset for my sake, I know you're trying to help but this is our family issue we have here. I don't wanna drag you into our mess," she said.
"No, you're not dragging me, I'm willing... I'm willing to help you and protect you Mala," he said.
Mala just stares at him with a speechless shock.
"I...I love you Mala," he said, looking emotional.
"I don't know what to say. I do feel the same way about you Chris, I think about you day and night. I can't get you out of my mind ever since I met you, I have to say I love you too Chris," she said, giving him an emotional look.
Chris moved a little closer to Mala and he gave in kissing her and the kiss turns into a french kiss and all of a sudden it turns into something more deeper. He gives her a deeper kiss, and she is feeling it. The next thing happens is he starts to take off her tight shirt, and he gets it off right away, and tries to pull down her skirt after that.
"Hold it... What are you doing?" She asked, pushing herself away from him, and is giving him a serious look.
"What do you think I'm doing?" He asked, getting up from the couch.
"I...I can't," she said, looking down.
"What do you mean you can't?" He asked, getting upset.
"The kissing part was okay, but I can't do that," she said, grabbing one of Frank's pillows on the couch and holds it tightly in agitation.
"You ask for it," he said.
"Noo, I did not," she said.
"Come on why?" He asked.
"Because I'm... I'm a virgin," she said.
"What?" He asked.
"I'm a virgin, I can't do it with any boy until I get married one day, that's what I stand for in my culture," she confirms.
"But mostly all the teenagers have sex these days, why can't you?" He asked, feeling angry and desperate.
"Because my culture is so strict," she said.
"That doesn't mean you have to follow it," he said, in a slight demanding voice.
"I just can't Chris, I'm not experienced and I can't be doing that with no guy until he puts a ring on my finger after high school. Even though that's my cultural values, I'm doing this for myself so I can live my teenage life peacefully and I'm not getting pregnant as a teenager, I don't wanna have any babies at 16," she said.
"Who said we are having kids? I just want you to experiment, I thought you said you love me Mala?" He asked, sitting back down on the couch, and puts one hand on her face, softy touching it.
"I do Chris, I really do love you, but I can't give it up to you, I'm not doing that, I'm just a kid, kids are not supposed to have sex," she informs.
"Mala, we are not kids, we are young adults," he said.
"Yeah but we still living with our parents, we not in college yet where we can be on our own, so to inform you Chris, we are still children in the eyes of the law," she informs.
"Come on babe, I really love you," he said, putting both of his hands on her waist.
"We can't do this," she demanded, and moves away.
"But mostly all the American teenagers are fucking," he said.
"I won't," she said, firmly.
"Well today is your lucky night," he said, and starts kissing her again and he kisses her all over. She is feeling very uncomfortable at the moment.
"Chris stop, please stop," she said, feeling like she is losing control and her self worth.
"I love you," Chris said, unsnapping her brawl.
"CHRIS, I SAID STOP, GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME," she said, finally releases her anger and boldness, and pushes Chris towards the end of the couch and looses his balance and falls to the floor.
"I WILL NOT HAVE SEX WITH YOU. NEVER. AND I THOUGHT INDIA WAS FUCKED UP WITH PERVERTS, BUT YOU AMERICANS AREN'T SO BETTER. CHRIS, WE ARE DONE, YOU'RE JUST LIKE THE REST OF THEM," She shouts.
"Mala... I'm... I don't know what's gotten over me," he said, getting up from the floor.
"Don't play the victim now," she said.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"FUCK YOU, YOU ASSHOLE, I'M WALKING HOME," she said, leaving out of the cabin.
"But it's 30 minutes away," he said.
"I CAN MANAGE," she yells.
Author Ciara Webb
Story written by Ciara Webb
Co-author Mansi Rupesh More
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