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Chapter 30: Cinema (Act 25)
Lina cried out as her own body betrayed her, exploding into her third climax despite the turmoil raging within her. Tears streamed down her face as she lay there, trembling and numb, the reality of what had just happened sinking in.
Rizal rolled beside her, breathing heavily, his grip
on her finally loosening. He muttered incoherently, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and awe. “That… that was so fucking good,” he whispered, his tone almost reverent.
Lina lay motionless for a moment, feeling the weight of Rizal’s seed dripping out of her. With a shaky breath, she pushed herself up and grabbed the nearest towel to wrap around her trembling body. Her eyes darted to the mirror, catching a glimpse of her tear-streaked face and the bruises already forming on her skin. How did it come to this? she thought, her heart pounding with a mix of regret and something else she couldn’t quite name.
Anger boiled inside her as she turned to face him, her voice breaking as she screamed, “Why, Rizal? Why did you have to be so rough!? I told you to leave, but you....you just kept going!”
Rizal sat on the edge of the bed, his head bowed low, his hands trembling. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with remorse. “I’m sorry, Lina,” he muttered, his voice choked with emotion. “I… I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I swear.”
Lina’s tears streamed down her cheeks as she shook her head, her voice quivering with disbelief. “You swore at me, Rizal! You called me things… horrible things. I can’t believe you said all that. You weren’t the man I thought you were.” She pointed to the marks on her body, the bruises on her hips, the scratches on her chest with her voice rising in anguish. “Look at what you did to me! I never expected this from you.
After everything I did for you… I gave you your first time, Rizal. I trusted you!”
Rizal’s shoulders slumped, his guilt overwhelming him. He reached out as if to touch her but stopped himself, his hand hovering in the air. “I know, Lina. I know,” he whispered hoarsely. “The years of abuse… the humiliation… it all just… it took over. I didn’t mean those words. I never wanted to be rough with you. Please, believe me.”
Tears spilled from his eyes as he knelt before her, his voice trembling with sincerity. “I’m so sorry. I’m just… I’m a victim too.”
Lina stared at him, her chest rising and falling with each shaky breath. She wanted to stay angry, to scream at him some more, but seeing him like this, broken and crying softened her resolve slightly. She wiped her tears and spoke firmly, though her voice still carried the weight of what had happened. “Rizal… this can never happen again. Ever. You promised me. We cannot meet again. Do you understand?”
Rizal nodded vigorously, his tear-streaked face etched with regret. “I understand, Lina. I’ll stay away. I swear it.”
She sighed deeply, her voice softening just a bit. “You’ll find someone else, Rizal. A girlfriend who’ll take care of you, who’ll love you the right way. Don’t… don’t go back to those dark thoughts again. Promise me.”
“I promise,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. He wiped his eyes and added softly, “Thank you, Lina… for everything. For giving me… my first time.”
Lina’s jaw tightened, the anger still simmering beneath the surface. She gestured toward his clothes scattered on the floor, her tone sharp but steady. “Get dressed and leave. Now. Before Rahim comes back.”
Without a word, Rizal scrambled to gather his clothes and quickly dressed, his movements hurried and awkward. He glanced at her one last time, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and guilt, before slipping out the door.
As soon as he was gone, Lina sank to the floor, her body aching and her mind reeling. She forced herself to stand and began stripping the bed, yanking off the soiled sheets with trembling hands. The physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional turmoil tearing her apart. She tossed the sheets into the laundry basket and headed to the bathroom, where she turned the shower to its hottest setting.
Under the scalding water, Lina finally let herself cry deep, shuddering sobs that echoed against the tiled walls. How could this have happened? she thought, scrubbing her skin raw as if trying to erase every trace of him. The memory of his roughness, his words, his dominance… it all played on repeat in her mind, a relentless reminder of the line they had crossed.
When she finally stepped out of the shower, her skin red and raw, Lina looked at herself in the fogged-up mirror. Her reflection stared back at her, a woman forever changed by one terrible mistake.
She took a deep breath, wiped her tears, and resolved to bury this moment deep within her, where no one, not even Rahim would ever find it. But deep down, she knew: nothing would ever be the same again.
Lina cried out as her own body betrayed her, exploding into her third climax despite the turmoil raging within her. Tears streamed down her face as she lay there, trembling and numb, the reality of what had just happened sinking in.
Rizal rolled beside her, breathing heavily, his grip
on her finally loosening. He muttered incoherently, his voice filled with a mix of satisfaction and awe. “That… that was so fucking good,” he whispered, his tone almost reverent.
Lina lay motionless for a moment, feeling the weight of Rizal’s seed dripping out of her. With a shaky breath, she pushed herself up and grabbed the nearest towel to wrap around her trembling body. Her eyes darted to the mirror, catching a glimpse of her tear-streaked face and the bruises already forming on her skin. How did it come to this? she thought, her heart pounding with a mix of regret and something else she couldn’t quite name.
Anger boiled inside her as she turned to face him, her voice breaking as she screamed, “Why, Rizal? Why did you have to be so rough!? I told you to leave, but you....you just kept going!”
Rizal sat on the edge of the bed, his head bowed low, his hands trembling. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with remorse. “I’m sorry, Lina,” he muttered, his voice choked with emotion. “I… I don’t know what came over me. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I swear.”
Lina’s tears streamed down her cheeks as she shook her head, her voice quivering with disbelief. “You swore at me, Rizal! You called me things… horrible things. I can’t believe you said all that. You weren’t the man I thought you were.” She pointed to the marks on her body, the bruises on her hips, the scratches on her chest with her voice rising in anguish. “Look at what you did to me! I never expected this from you.
After everything I did for you… I gave you your first time, Rizal. I trusted you!”
Rizal’s shoulders slumped, his guilt overwhelming him. He reached out as if to touch her but stopped himself, his hand hovering in the air. “I know, Lina. I know,” he whispered hoarsely. “The years of abuse… the humiliation… it all just… it took over. I didn’t mean those words. I never wanted to be rough with you. Please, believe me.”
Tears spilled from his eyes as he knelt before her, his voice trembling with sincerity. “I’m so sorry. I’m just… I’m a victim too.”
Lina stared at him, her chest rising and falling with each shaky breath. She wanted to stay angry, to scream at him some more, but seeing him like this, broken and crying softened her resolve slightly. She wiped her tears and spoke firmly, though her voice still carried the weight of what had happened. “Rizal… this can never happen again. Ever. You promised me. We cannot meet again. Do you understand?”
Rizal nodded vigorously, his tear-streaked face etched with regret. “I understand, Lina. I’ll stay away. I swear it.”
She sighed deeply, her voice softening just a bit. “You’ll find someone else, Rizal. A girlfriend who’ll take care of you, who’ll love you the right way. Don’t… don’t go back to those dark thoughts again. Promise me.”
“I promise,” he whispered, his voice barely audible. He wiped his eyes and added softly, “Thank you, Lina… for everything. For giving me… my first time.”
Lina’s jaw tightened, the anger still simmering beneath the surface. She gestured toward his clothes scattered on the floor, her tone sharp but steady. “Get dressed and leave. Now. Before Rahim comes back.”
Without a word, Rizal scrambled to gather his clothes and quickly dressed, his movements hurried and awkward. He glanced at her one last time, his eyes filled with a mixture of gratitude and guilt, before slipping out the door.
As soon as he was gone, Lina sank to the floor, her body aching and her mind reeling. She forced herself to stand and began stripping the bed, yanking off the soiled sheets with trembling hands. The physical pain was nothing compared to the emotional turmoil tearing her apart. She tossed the sheets into the laundry basket and headed to the bathroom, where she turned the shower to its hottest setting.
Under the scalding water, Lina finally let herself cry deep, shuddering sobs that echoed against the tiled walls. How could this have happened? she thought, scrubbing her skin raw as if trying to erase every trace of him. The memory of his roughness, his words, his dominance… it all played on repeat in her mind, a relentless reminder of the line they had crossed.
When she finally stepped out of the shower, her skin red and raw, Lina looked at herself in the fogged-up mirror. Her reflection stared back at her, a woman forever changed by one terrible mistake.
She took a deep breath, wiped her tears, and resolved to bury this moment deep within her, where no one, not even Rahim would ever find it. But deep down, she knew: nothing would ever be the same again.
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