World After Worlds
Chapter 405: ◙ AT THE BAR ◙

Chapter 405: ◙ AT THE BAR ◙

Chapter 11

"...but Gale... don’t you think, the reason why he is in someone’s arms right now, was because he is aware that ...I don’t love him?" Yanarym told her with a small voice that sounded like ready to fall asleep.

Gale shuts her mouth. Even if that was a fact, then why don’t they just break up? What is with this twisted-up set-up? It’s not like they are married! Gale could take care of Yanarym, it might be a poor life but it’s better than her current situation. However, will Yanarym be able to live a poor life? Maybe the reason why she wasn’t breaking up with Spencer was because she chose luxury over love. But that wasn’t very like Yanarym- Yanarym loves love. Ever since they were kids, Yanarym idolized fairy tales. How could she be trapped in that kind of relationship?

"Rym, are you sleeping?" She asked after some while of calming her nerves. Yanarym did not respond, Gale chose to sigh and stood up. She cleans the area and fixes it then lays her friend on it. When Yanarym settled, Gale sat beside her and sighed again. She peered at Yanarym’s serene face. This child, how can she survive the world? She is too pure...

After Gale and Yanarym left the library, Hansel contacted his only friend that he could console on. After some ringing, someone answered the phone and the first thing he heard was the loud music in the background.

"Hello, Sel? Why did you call?!" A shout from another line made Hansel put the phone down. This guy is in the club again, Hansel frowned. Why can’t his girlfriend tame this man a little?

Instead of calling Hansel texted him to meet him up at his place but he just replied with his address, saying that Hansel should come to him if he wanted to meet him up. What a friend.

Hansel loathed going to places like bars. It’s loud, crowded, and full of unconscious and unreasonable people. On normal days, he rather goes to his penthouse and spends time there alone but after having this weird night, he chooses to drive which his friend sends to him.

Minutes later, he found his friend making out with some hot girls who dressed almost naked. Is that even hygienic? Hansel had second thoughts of coming here but he wanted to talk with someone, and there are no other people he could think of other than Spencer. His childhood friend.

Hansel walked towards them and the girls immediately noticed his arrival. They offered him company but he politely declined and ordered something to drink and sat at Spencer’s table.

Spencer felt his presence but did not stop his making-out session. He’s been here for almost several hours. His other friends that were with him were on the dance floor and some maybe got on to the motels or something. He danced, he made out with some of the girls, he drank some alcohol but still, he’s too sober. This day was so unusual for him, he couldn’t focus on anything after leaving the condominium. He can’t forget his conversation with Yanarym at the restaurant and her behavior the whole day. It’s unsettling.

Now, his most trusted friend had initiated to come to this loud place to also have some drinks. Isn’t this the most unusual day of his life?

When he had had enough flirting, he told the girls that they should dance some more and he had to talk with his friend. After they left, Hansel told him that they should get a private room where they can talk, so they did.

"What’s up?" Spencer asked playfully and poured some whiskey on his glass. Hansel held his glass up and drank it, one shot.

"Woah, don’t get drunk on me my friend, I will sacrifice your drunken state on someone if you do." He laughed as he watched Hansel take another shot with one gulp.

"Fuck off," Hansel said coldly.

"Oh, where’s the goody-boy smile? You look like a devil there." Spencer laughed again seeing Hansel’s true expression. The cold, lifeless and dark expression. If someone sees this, they might think that the Hansel they knew and Hansel right now was so different that they might assume he has a twin with a polar opposite with his personality.

"I was compared to a spider." He said while putting some ice on his glass. Spencer raised his eyebrows at this statement.

"Spider?"

"She said, does she have a reason to be scared of a spider?" He silently said then laughed. Spencer shook his head, dispelling the goosebumps from hearing his friend laugh. It’s like hearing a laugh from a literal demon from the underworld.

"Girls are usually scared by things that they feel are disgusting." Spencer blurted out unconsciously remembering the time when he brought Yanarym to a museum of spiders that was sponsored by their family.

She cried her eyes out before they could even explore the whole museum because she saw a spider get out of its container by accident. By this memory, he smiled warmly. Then, he once again remembered her kiss this morning.

It’s funny how he did not think of it while they were together, yet, now that they are apart he kept on remembering how electrified he was when their wet lips collided. He was craving for the same sensation but no matter how many women he kissed tonight, Yanarym felt so different. The sweetness that he tasted on her has its own after taste -- because of it, he can’t be satisfied with anyone tonight. Maybe, he should just go home and spend the night with her. It’s been some time since the last time he romanced her in their bed.

Hansel, on the other hand, heard what Spencer said and got drowned by his own thoughts. He never saw Yanarym before, once he saw a face he would never forget, so he knew that they never had a chance to meet each other. So, how in the world did that girl manage to look at him so disapprovingly with just meeting him once? Hansel usually didn’t mind - but he felt drawn to her...

And she was disgusted with him? She doesn’t even know his real personality yet she was disgusted by his smile? And hands that he offered for help? Why? He looked at his hands that held the small and fragile hands of that girl. It was delicate and smooth. He remembered how her skin brushed on his touch. It was small yet you can still feel her flesh bouncing with his pinch. It was- arousing.

With the same girl in mind, both of the men in the quiet room had their drinks without talking to each other, until Spencer stood up. "Well, tonight is fun talking with you my friend, but I wanted to be with my girlfriend.." He said smiling looking like he’s thinking of something mischievous.

Hansel ignored him and took another glass of whiskey. His mental, physical and sexual needs were aroused by a girl he just met, wasn’t that really interesting? He had to meet her again. Spencer left Hansel alone, who was smiling from ear to ear and didn’t even say goodbye to him.

Spencer had a whimsical smile himself. He had drunk enough liquor to make him tipsy but he was nowhere drunk. He drove carefully but fast enough to get onto his condominium building, we walked unhurriedly to the elevator and planned how to attack Yanarym on her sleep with a grin. She was clingy on him that day, she might be lonely and Spencer didn’t notice it. Well, tonight... he would make her ecstatic. Beneath him, he would make her scream his name.

It was past midnight, surely, his baby was already asleep. She always sleeps before ten quarters past. He usually goes home by midnight or by four o’clock. That was when he already released all of his libidos on his body and just took two baths before cuddling Yanarym’s body to sleep. But tonight will be different, he wanted to release his heat on her then cuddle after that. After putting the passcode on the door, the darkness of the whole condominium greeted him. He didn’t mind and walked expertly on the darkness straight to the bedroom directly opening the bathroom’s light.

He got to the shower and washed his body thoroughly removing any stains and marks of the women he held tonight. After turning the shower off he just dried his hair using the towel and walked outside the bathroom naked, before he could even lie on the bed he noticed something was different.

The aircon was not on, and he didn’t see Yanarym’s phone charging on the side table. As he adjusted his sight to the darkness, he didn’t see Yanarym on the bed. He threw the towel on the ground and kneeled on the bed. He skimmed the surface looking for her body but found nothing.