Enticed - Season 1 - Episode 36

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Enticed - Season 1 - Episode 36

He left me and out he went. I held my mouth. I am just like him… I shouldn’t have let myself get carried away that easily. I let myself sink to the floor and closed my eyes, tears flowing down my cheeks. No… I will never let that happen again. My phone rang. I stumbled to the table and looked at the caller ID.

Henry: Trisha

Me: hello.

I tried by all means to hold myself together.

Henry: did he come to meet you?

Me: (deep breath) I… he… yes he did

Henry: are you okay?

Me: (silent cry)

Henry: Trisha… talk to me babe.
I burst in a loud sob and hanged up. I took my hand bag and went upstairs to my room. I curled myself in my bed and cried myself to sleep.

Henry
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I quickly washed my face and grabbed my car keys. I wonder what he did to her… she sounded like one of those when she was suicidal. I ran down stairs as fast as I could.

Mom: are you going somewhere son.

Me: yes mom… Trisha needs my help.

Mom: okay… keep on staying by her side… eventually she will heal.

I smiled at her as went out the door. Since Zenzele appeared in this house… she has become soft… she even smiles at everything that pleases her. I tried Trisha’s phone on the way, she didn’t answer… I tried it again and again until she switched it off. I arrived at her house in less than 10 minutes. Her mother opened up for me and smiled.

Mrs. Sindia: Henry.. is everything okay.

Me: um… is Trisha alright.

Mrs. Sindia: she is working on her father’s study. Come in… you can go and check her.
I checked the study and there was no one. I hurried to her room. She was curled up on her bed holding her pillow tightly still wearing the pencil dress she wore to work. I took a deep breath… that could have turned out worse. I walked up to her and looked at her fast asleep and kissed her forehead. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at me for a moment.

Me: hi

She turned and looked the other way. I took off my shoes and lay next to her wrapping my arm around her waist. She started sniffing and gasping for breath. Normally when I do this she pushes me off I guess the fact that she didn’t do it this time means we are making progress but then she is crying at my touch I moved my hand back but she held my hand in place. I took a breath of relief and hugged her closer. Soon she fell silent.
Trisha: I am sorry

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Me: why are you apologizing?

Trisha: Zenzele

Me: don’t worry… like you said, it’s for the best.

Why is she apologizing, she wanted this. She turned to look at me… her eyes were swollen and puffy. I brushed my thumb down her cheek and she let her eyes fall.

Trisha: I don’t know what happened

Me: what do you mean?

Trisha: (closes her eyes) he kissed me…
I held my breath.

Trisha: and I let him.

She didn’t look at me in the eyes. She just kept her eyes down. I removed my hands from her face and rubbed my chin while trying to work out how I should react. I hated the fact that I knew that this could happen. My perception just told me that this is my entire fault. I held her chin and tilted her head so that she looks at me. Her eyes were glassy with tears.
Trisha: (whispers) will you forgive me for that?
I kept silent. She is apologizing and she looks so vulnerable.

Me: is that all that happened?

She nodded. I took a breath of relief again and tried to kiss her but she held my mouth with her soft hands and she her head. Oh my… she makes me so exasperated and so hot. Why doesn’t she want to kiss me?

Me: what happened?

Trisha: (whispers) I feel dirty.

I let go of her and went the bathroom. Turned the shower on, when I returned she was sitting upright on her bed. I took her hand and led her to the shower and she didn’t even oppose. I stood behind her and unzipped her dress then let it fall to the floor. I got in the shower with her while I was still fully dressed.
I took some soap and rubbed it all over her body while she was till in her underwear. Then I let the water wash the soap of her. She closed her eyes the whole time. When I was done I tilted her face to me and she didn’t open her eyes.

I looked at her beautiful face as water made its way down her cheeks and dripping off her chin, her wet hair flowed down her neck while some made thin lines on her forehead. I brushed my thumb on her lips and it ended up in her mouth. I just got hard as my thumb rolled around and played with her tongue. She opened her eyes and looked at me. I switched the water off.

Me: you are clean… doing play in the dirt again.