Summary of Chapter 2 – A pivotal chapter in Philophobic by only_monk_zin
The chapter Chapter 2 is one of the most intense moments in Philophobic, written by only_monk_zin. With signature elements of the Internet genre, this part of the story reveals deep conflicts, shocking revelations, and decisive character changes. A must-read for anyone following the narrative.
"Uh- Scott."
"What?"
"Can I charge my phone here?"
"Whatever. Do what you want." He went to the kitchen. I slowly walked to his room. It's big but not that big. I put my phone in the charger while I sat on his bed. He came in not after long looking a little calmer. "My girl's coming over in a bit so you don't have much time. Get to it." I nodded. He sat on the bed while I got on my knees. I quickly unzipped his pants off. He's already hard and it's big. I took it into my mouth. "Good. Really good." He moaned while yanking my hair a little. "You're getter better. Are you sleeping with other guys besides me?" He glared at me.
"Uh- no." Of course not. I do! They pay me dammit!
"Did you just lie to me?" He pulled me closer to his face.
"Uh- no I didn't. I would never lie to you." I don't even know why I loved this guy. Probably because he is a good actor. He really played me like a grand piano.
He threw me onto the bed. He pulled my panty off and raised my dress up, revealing my white cheeks. "I'll teach you a lesson for lying to me."
"Wait, it's too early." He ignored me and pushed himself into me. It's so dry and tight. He hardly uses any lube anyways so I'm kinda used to it.
"You're tight as always." He smirked.
"I-if you'd just use some lube...."
"Shut up! I like you better when you're dry!" He slapped my left cheek then started moving fast. "Yeah, keep on screaming like the slut you are. Yeah." He kept on whispering in my ear while I moaned really hard again.
"I-it's so h-hard. S-so hot."
"Keep talking bitch!" He slapped my left cheek again. Why does he love to hit only my left cheek! It freaking hurts! Not after long he came on my butt after I collapsed onto the bed. "If you keep on being like this I may never get over this sweet ass of yours." He smirked then went to the bathroom. He came back with some tissues and wiped his cum off me. "Go get yourself cleaned up before she comes here." I slowly got up and went to his bathroom. I washed my face then fixed my hair. While putting back on my panty I heard a girl's voice. His girlfriend. They were arguing. "Come on. Would I ever cheat on you?"
"I should be the one asking you that?!" She sounds angry. "Who's in the bathroom?!"
"I told you. My math tutor from school."
"Why's he in your bathroom?"
"Are you serious? He's pooping."
"But why is the bed all wrinkly? Did you sleep with him? If it's even a him."
"Babe, he is a guy. I would never sleep with a guy. That's just disgusting."
"I still don't believe you. You are cheating on me with someone I probably don't know. I will find out."
"I'm seriously not cheating on you. You are the best girlfriend I've ever had. Anyone would be lucky to date you."
"You really mean that?"
"Of course I do. How about I take you shopping to apologise for making you worry?"
"That'd be great. Thanks babe. I don't know why I have trust issues against you so much." I decided to finally get out of the bathroom. They were hugging then stared at me right after I walked out. She looked at me confused then looked at Scott angry. "I thought you said it's a guy."
"He is. Check him."
She walked over to me while evaluating every single detail on me. "I guess she doesn't have boobs. A fat ass though." She glared at him then continued. "Beautiful, long hair." She yanked my hair a little.
"Ow!"
"My things and phone."
"Ugh, wait here." He ran to his room and back. "Here." He handed it to me along with my bag. "Now go." He pushed me out and shut the door. It's a long way home so I put on my earphones.
My phone started ringing. It's the school's hottest guy. A lot of people love this guys because he's hot and a matriculant but not me. They don't even know that this guy is gay. He once told me that he loves me and all that. I wasn't into him. I don't love, let alone, like anyone in that school. Or in this world. I'm just happy by myself. "Hi Josh."
"Uh- hey. Can you uh- come over?"
"Sure. You're home right now?"
"Yeah. Where are you? I'll come pick you up."
"That's okay. I'm not far so I'll just walk."
"Okay. I'll leave the sliding door unlocked."
"Got it. See ya."
"Alright then." I hung up and started speed walking. He usually needs me on Mondays or Thursdays. I'm surprised. I guess he really loves me. I just love his money. All the others just pay me R500, he pays me R800 or sometimes R1000. He says I fuck good, which I totally do. He lives alone in a 4 room though. He hated living with his parents so he asked them to buy him a small but spacious house. I wish I had parents like his.
Not after long I arrived at his house. I went to the back as instructed. The sliding door was unlocked. I let myself in. The music was booming as always. I slowly walked to his room. He was laying on the bed shirtless, in his boxers, playing some video game. He jumped off the bed once he saw me. He pulled me into his arms. "Thank you for coming."
"Sure."
"Can we just have lunch first? I'm hungry."
"Sure." I smiled with a shrug. He ordered D*bonez pizza. I only ate one slice since I get easily full. We watched TV while eating. I only realised when he was too close that he wanted to kiss me. I stopped him. "Uh- what are you doing?" I glared at him.

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