Summary of Chapter 3 – A pivotal chapter in Philophobic by only_monk_zin
The chapter Chapter 3 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.
"Please, just once."
"I told you no kissing."
"It's fine. I understand." Even though I fuck with a lot of guys I never kiss them. Never. Just like Scott said, "It's disgusting to kiss a guy." But I can easily tell that Josh was disappointed. I don't care. It's a rule, he has to follow it if he still wants to fuck me.
"Now, let's get to business."
(Time-lapse.)
"That was fast. What happened?" I asked after he pulled out not after long. He usually takes time to release.
"I'm sorry. It's just-" he looked like he was about to cry.
"Hey, hey. What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong." He forced a smile on top of his tears. I could actually feel his pain.
"Come on. Just talk to me. I'm a good listener."
"I just.....I really love you." More tears flooded out. Ugh! This again! "I don't know what to do anymore. I've tried moving on, I can't. I've never felt like this towards anyone in my entire life. What I feel towards my sister is nothing compare to what I feel for you."
"Josh, look-"
"Please just give me a chance. I promise I won't disappoint you."
"I-"
"I just want to make you happy."
"I'm already happy, okay Josh? I don't want any relationship at the moment. I'm sorry. I do wish you find someone that can actually make you happy though."
"I don't need someone who can actually make me happy, I just need you. You already make me happy when I see your smile. Please Zee."
"Josh stop."
"I need you in my life!"
"I think it's better if I leave." I took my things and headed for the door. He stopped me.
I hate walking in the streets when it's dark outside. There are a lot of creeps out here. They go crazy for beautiful women. I'm worse since I don't have underwear on, my ass is going crazy! I better walk faster so I can get home. "A pretty lady shouldn't be walking alone in the streets at night." Some guy who looked drunk showed up out of nowhere. "Want me to walk you home?" He smirked while getting closer to me.
"No thanks. I'm fine." I increased my speed. He got in my way making me stop.
"It's very dangerous. Let me walk you home." He came closer to me, making me step back.
"I said I'm fine." With every step he took I stepped back.
"I said let me walk you home." He started to get angry. All of a sudden, he looked behind me then his expression changed. He looked scared. He ran away.
"The fuck was that?" I asked myself while turning back. The new guy from school was behind me. He was wearing a black pair of skinny jeans, a black bottleneck jersey and those serious looking shades you see on TV. At night! I get why that guy ran away. I'd have also ran away if I didn't know who he is. "It's you. What are you doing here?"
He stared at me blankly. Again!? "I....um...I...." He pointed behind me. I looked back. A car.
"A car?" He nodded. "You're car?" He nodded. "You want to give me a ride home?" He nodded with a smile this time. "Okay. Let's go." I pulled him with me towards the car. He just stared at me with a smile. We got in and drove off. Fancy car! I love fancy things! "Is this car a luxury car?" He nodded while driving with a smile. "Is your family rich?" His smiled disappeared. He looked at me at the corner of his eyes then ignored my question. I hate repeating myself. "Hey, I asked you if your family's rich." He sighed then shook his head no. Weird. "So how come you own an expensive car? Do you have a part time job?" He nodded again. "Okay. That's pretty cool though." His smile came back with a little blushing. What a pushover. I smirked while looking out the window. The night is so beautiful. But I hate the dark! Not after long we got to my house. I wouldn't even call this shit a house. "Thanks for the ride." He smiled. I got off. Weird he got off with me and walked me to the front door. He waved bye right after I got into the house. I locked the door right after getting in. I checked him through the window. He walked back to his car but got in the back. Weird. The car drove off. Was there someone with him? Is it not his car?
"Where is that little bitch!" Mom yelled from her room. She came to me. "There he is." She smirked. She's drunk again. "And where have you been?*hiccup*" I ignored her and went to the bathroom. I'm too exhausted to deal with her today. A lot had happened. Plus I got kissed! Ew!!!!!
I opened only the cold water to fill up the tub. "You better not be using any hot water! You don't pay for that shit! That shit's expensive, okay?!" It doesn't even matter since I never bath with hot water. I just use cold as always. I went to the kitchen and got my bucket full of ice. I poured the ice into the water then refilled it with more ice and took it back to the freezer. I locked the door and got in. I laid in the ice cold water thinking about what happened.

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