No Escape from Me

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.

"Well, actually... my family is hosting guests today, so I might..."

I started to lie.

"Really? I ran into your mom while shopping for groceries. I invited her over for the meal, but she said she had made an appointment with her card-playing friends at a restaurant,

so she wouldn't come to eat."

I was speechless.

Oh dear, I didn't expect that my lie would be nailed like that.

"Oh, I must have misunderstood it. Let me help you wash the vegetables," I said, fleeing into the kitchen.

Lilah followed me in.

"Are you afraid of my brother?"

Lilah asked while removing the uneatable leaves from the vegetables.

"Of course, aren't you afraid of him?"

I snapped back.

Ricky had always been doing very well at school, cold and intimidating. Lilah and I, being the poor performers at school, would humbly sneak into his room to copy his homework at the end of our summer vacation.

At first, he would scold us, but one day, he suddenly turned a blind eye to it.

When I relied on someone powerful, I had to keep a humble attitude. Lilah and I had always been afraid of her brother.

"Really?

I think you're more scared of him!"

She stared at me, making me quickly avoid her gaze.

"Naturally, no matter how fierce he is, he's still your biological brother," I mumbled, trying to muddle through.

Part 5

During dinner, Ricky finally came out of his room with his friends. I hid in a corner, sneaking glances at him, only to meet his gaze directly.

My heart raced, and I quickly looked away.

I remembered that night when he looked at me with those same eyes, as if in a dream, without saying a word.

Reluctantly, I finally went to sit at the table.

I kept my head down, eating like a turtle hiding in its shell.

"Ricky, happy birthday!"

"Please accept it with our compliments.

Ricky."

Ricky's friends began giving him gifts. He was so popular?

Just as I was thinking this, Lilah kicked me under the table.

"What?" I glared at her.

"You didn't forget to prepare a gift for my brother, did you?"

She whispered.

Thanks to her loud voice, even though she whispered, everyone at the table heard it.

I...

I really didn't prepare anything for him because I forgot that they were twins, born on the same day.

And then, I still underestimated her!

"Ricky, this is a gift from Kylie.

She's too shy to give it to you herself."

Thanks to her, everyone looked over.

I saw the gift in her hand. Wasn't it the one I had just given her!

I admired her quick thinking, but knowing what was inside, I was mortified.

With so many people around, I couldn't say anything about it. I could only pray he wouldn't open it so that I could explain later.

"Thank you," he said, looking at me, making my heart skip a beat.

At that moment, I finally understood how beauty could be a curse. Just his face made my mind wander.

"Open it and take a look," someone suggested.

I was shocked!

I didn't agree!

The horror of what would happen left my mind blank.

"It's... it's not very valuable.

Open it later," I suggested warmly.

But...

Everyone was urging him to open it.

I panicked...

Why did they have to let me make a fool of myself! If they wanted my life, they could just take it!

He didn't say anything. Among all the gifts, he just chose to open mine...

I saw his expression change subtly, then he looked at me meaningfully. I wanted to escape from here immediately.

It wasn't anything special, just a set of racy lingerie...

"What is it? Show us!"

Everyone clamored.

I almost choked on my own saliva.

This time, I didn't have to worry. He closed the box and said.

"You can eat first."

Then he took the box and calmly went back to his room.

"Kylie, what did you give him?

Don't you think my brother is acting strange?

Kylie?"

"What's strange? Eat," I said, exasperated. She was really an acute observer!

"His ears were red!"

I was speechless.

"I need to use the bathroom."

I put down my fork and pretended to go to the bathroom, but actually I went upstairs to Ricky's room.

Part 6

I knocked a few times on the door and whispered, "Ricky, it's me. Open the door."

"I know it's you.

What's u[?" His deep voice came from the other side, but he didn't open the door.

I was stunned.

Wasn't he a little too cautious?

"I want to explain," I said, feeling embarrassed.

After a few seconds, the door was finally opened.

Standing so close, I realized how tall he was. My neck hurt from looking up at him.

"Explain what?" His aura was oppressive.

"Can I have the gift back?

I'll give you another one later," I reached out and wanted to take it back.

"You actually would feel embarrassed," he said, not giving it back.

"Do you always regret it after giving the gifts and want to take them back?"

"No... that gift was originally for..." For Lilah. I didn't finish the sentence, not understanding why he was angry.

"Do you always regret it and fall by the wayside?"

His dark eyes were unfathomable, making me uneasy.

My heart skipped a beat.

I was not stupid. He meant what I had done to him that night, right?

My face started to turn red.

"As a girl, do you know...?" He seemed about to scold me but suddenly stopped and sighed.

"Don't give those kinds of things to boys in the future.

You can go downstairs now." He closed the door after saying that.

I was stunned again.

That gift wasn't originally for him, and he thought so highly of himself.

I went downstairs, fuming.

Part 7

"Kylie, why did you go upstairs since you said you were just going to the bathroom?"

Lilah asked again.

"Don't push my buttons. Just because it's your birthday doesn't mean I won't hit you," I snapped, venting my anger on Lilah.

"Why are you so fierce?"

She washed dishes with me, glancing outside, "I'd love to see you yell at my brother like that.

Ha ha!"

"Are you really his sister?"

I rolled my eyes.

"Besides, it's not my turn to yell at him."

I had just gone down stairs after getting angry. Did she think I dared yell at him?

"Don't be discouraged. No matter how fierce my brother is, he's just an eye candy.

If you yell at him, he might just burst into tears in fear."

Tears? Ricky? Impossible!

But...

I suddenly had a mischievous thought.

"What are you giggling about?"

Lilah nudged me with her elbow.

"I'm thinking about how to make your brother...

Cry," I emphasized a certain word.

"Wow, I'm looking forward to it. Does it mean as what I think?" she teased.

"You know it."

I gave her a slightly mischievous look.

Just then, a tall figure appeared in the kitchen.

I was stunned!

Lilah had tricked me again. She must have already seen her brother coming.

Damn it...

"Why are you making the guest wash dishes?"

Ricky came in to get a fruit knife and reprimanded her as he left.

"Ricky, she's not a guest," Lilah protested.

Ricky didn't say anything else. As he left, he gave me a look of disappointment.

He acted like I was a stranger. Every word he said was polite but distant.

I felt a bit sad.

"Hey, don't overthink it. Maybe my brother feels guilty for making you do chores," Lilah comforted me.

"Stop comforting me." Feeling down, I didn't believe he would care about me.