Chapter 8.

                                    

                                          
Chapter 8.
                          
I paced around my hotel room taking a swig of my vodka every time I thought about Takuya. Did he confess to me while he was a drunk? He doesn't have any remorse at all! He doesn't care, he doesn't care about anyone's feelings but his own. What about Akane? Didn't he propose to her? Aren't they going to get married? How can he do this, I...I don't understand him!
                          
Groaning in a frustration only he could cause, I threw the rest of my vodka on top of the bed hating what I was forcing myself to go through. Was he okay after I left him in his car? He can't possibly think of driving home in that condition and what about his hand? Maybe I should've forced him to go to the doctors? Grabbing my phone, I dialed his number only to feel myself freeze up before I pressed dial. 
                          
He has a woman by his side, he doesn't need to go to the doctors. Surely, she will be taking care of him right now. What am I doing? Stop being such an idiot Toko. My head was woozy the more I thought about him. Because I was thinking so much about him, I didn't get the chance to sit down after drinking half a bottle of vodka. I'm not a heavy drinker so this was going straight through me. 
                          
I decided to lay down. Quickly closing my eyes, I drifted off into a deep sleep trying to mask the happiness that I was unintentionally given. He said he wanted me. He said that all on his own, but when did he start feeling that way towards me? Was it after I asked him to kiss me? Or maybe it was that same night I took him to my home? Whenever it was, it's clear he is conflicted, and yet he shouldn't be. Anyone in their right mind would marry the woman who has it all going for her. Comparing myself to her I lose every time. Just because I won an award doesn't mean I'm successful or anything, even though I want to be just to prove to everyone I can do it. I can make them proud. 
                          
My head was swimming in pain later that night when I heard my room door open. Feeling completely exhausted, I felt a warm hand graze the side of my sleeping face making Ren blush at my comatose state. 
                          
"You're drunk? When does my Toko drink?" Ren mumbled, climbing over me to finish off the bottle that I started. Opening my eyes, I turned around staring up at him who was very blurry since I had a hard time focusing. 
                          
"I'm really drunk, don't speak loudly," I kindly warned causing him to laugh at my protest by slamming his wet mouth against mine. I was triggered, feeling his tongue touch mine, the drunk thoughts that I once had gone right out of the window when it was replaced with something else. Something aching.
                          
"I came all the way here to see you to congratulate you on your award, and you don't look excited, I'm hurt." Smiling, I reached up hugging him tightly, feeling him undo my shirt. 
                          
"I am happy to see you, I just had a long night, I'm sorry Ren." 
                          
"Apology accepted, but I must admit, you look amazing in this suit, so beautiful." 
                          
"Thank you...R-" My words cut off when I felt his hand in between my legs getting my dick hard. His hand was rough but enough to get me to snap out of my drunken haze for just this second. The more he rubbed against my crotch the more I needed him to stop so I could properly control myself. 
                          
"Sex can make you sober." He teased noticing the impatience forming on my face. Pushing me back down on the bed, he made sure I was still awake watching him take off his clothes. He was excited, moving way too fast for me to catch up. I was flat out drunk, but his movements weren't following my thoughts. 
                          
"Ren, wait, tomorrow we can do it, we have all week, I'm really drunk." Ren stopped moving, running his hands up my stomach that constricted upon impact. 
                          
"Toko, we have a hotel together, I understand you're feeling a little drunk but do you not realize this is the first time we're alone on a bed?" I blushed because he was right. For almost three years it's been like this. This is the farthest we have ever gone since our first meeting. Besides, Its not like I don't want to do it. Relaxing my muscles, I gave him the okay when I watched him continue in undressing me until my bare body was open for the world to see.