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"You have to stop doing that, Camilla." "Doing what?" Jesus Christ! Did she not see what she was doing? "Being so goddamn sexy, I can't stand it." She tiptoed, bringing her lips closer to my face. "Why? Why can't you stand it?" Questions, too many questions. I pulled her closer to me, so she could feel the bulging of my crotch between her legs. Her lips parted slightly, I watched her sigh in satisfaction. Her wet tongue licked her lips gently. My length hardened against her, a small moan escaped her lips. "Fuck!" I cried out and turned my back on her. I wiped my sweat off my forehead with my right palm. "Mister Ivan..." "If you call my name one more time, you won't be able to blame me for how good I'll fuck you, Camilla." I blurted out. I did not care how it sounded, I did not care that she might take me to be a pervert. I only wanted her to know what she was doing, and the effect she had on me. What I did not expect were the next words that strolled out of her lips. "Then turn around and fuck me." ~•~ From doctor and patient, to friends and then illicit lovers. Can Camilla and Ivan finally stand together to fight the forces against their relationship? Or would both retire to fate and let fear and mistrust take the lead?
CAMILLA
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My hands brushed the floor and slid to the side of the radio. Sighing with satisfaction, I proceeded to find the volume button and pressed it till I could no longer hear myself breathe.
I turned, face up, my legs dancing in the air as I sang along to the song on the radio.
"Call me, irresponsible.."
I turned sideways, my left hand clung to my chest dramatically as my eyes widened, I shut them and frowned.
"Call me, unreliable.."
I sat up, throwing my hands in the air and moving my head sideways with so much force my loosely fixed hair pin fell off.
"Throw in, undependable tooooo...." I screamed, stretching the last word dramatically. I knelt on the bed.
I continued to sing while running my hands all over her my body dramatically, moving my head from side to side while imagining I was a rockstar vixen in a hot music video.
Suddenly, my song stopped.
"There is, nothing that I won't do to..." There was a short pause. i frowned when I realised I had been singing alone for more than thirty seconds.
"Oh for the love of..."
The sight of red flip-flops beside the radio stopped my statement. To be honest, it was not the flip-flops, but the person whose feet rested in them.
"Urghhh!"
I fell back to the spring bed, the poor thing squeaked under my weight and I frowned.
"Stupid mattress" I cursed aloud.
I was not even allowed to wallow in self pity in peace!
"It's had enough of you, and frankly so have I!" The lady standing beside my bed spoke. I sighed and turned to her.
"What do you want?" I asked, my lazy eyes looking up at my older sister. We had similar brown hair and odd brown eyes. One that looked more transparent than brown, almost like you could see through the eyes, into whatever lay beyond them.
"What do I want?" She repeated, appearing thoughtful.
"Let's see, how about you stand up and try to make yourself useful around here?"
I pouted, rolled my eyes and folded my arms under my breasts as I sat up.
"I am a certified psychologist, a mental doctor, you don't speak to me like that."
Tehilah's eyes darted around my small frame with disgust. I sat nonchalant on my small spring bed, in a lose grey sweater that made me look more pale than I really was. The matching sweatpants I had under the sweater did not make me look any more pleasant or less depressing.
"You know, I wonder how you managed to fix people's mess in the past when you're a huge pile of mess yourself."
I sighed once again. my eyes met my sister's furious once in a calm gaze, one that infuriated Tehilah all the more.
"It's more of a practice-what-I-say-and-not-what-I-do profession."
"These bills won't pay themselves Camilla."
I replied with a snort. I turned over and placed my feet on the ground.
"I don't know what you want TT"
Tehilah stomped half way across the small room to the space I stood in.
"I want you to get up and do something! When was the last time you took up a paid case?" She spoke, her anger and desperation made no effort to hide themselves. They were everywhere, in her pose, in her eyes and in her tone.
I did feel sorry for my sister, but more for myself. I stayed silent, not because I did not know, but the answer was going to prove Tehilah right.
"What? Cat got your tongue? Or maybe you have forgotten? Wow! It's been that long ago!"
I did nothing but look away from Tehilah.
"Wow! That must mean everyone is handling their problems better these days, isn't that a good thing Tehilah? I mean, I don't have a job anymore cause everyone is happy."
My shoulder brushed past Tehilah's as I walked.
"We should celebrate, shouldn't we?"
"Camilla you are a twenty five year old young lady, without a stable source of income, still living with your sister and her fiance, don't you think that's enough reason to see a therapist?"
"Well, I guess I should consult myself then..." I paused on my tracks, turned and looked around the room dramatically.
"But then, I don't have any money, so how do I pay myself?"
Tehilah sighed, a sad chuckle escaping her lips.
"You don't get it do you?"
"I'm sure I do.."
"No you don't!" Tehilah cut in harshly.
"Francis and I are trying to build a home here, a future..."
"I know that.."
"And you're not in it!"
The silence that followed her yell seemed to last forever between us. Tears gathered in my eyes, the harsh reality of how lonely I was had slapped her across the face once again.
"I need you to get up, leave and make a life for yourself. I didn't work my ass off to see you through college and graduate school only to have you lazy around my house because you feel I'm always going to be here, because the truth is.."
Another long and intense pause.
"..I won't."
I swallowed her tears back, along with my pain and disappointment.
"I know, I'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."
Tehilah's eyes softened, she reached out for me, but I stepped backwards.
"I didn't say you had to..."
"You didn't have to. You're right, I really have to get my own life."
Tehilah stood back and watched me walk out of the room, banging the door behind me.
I bit her lower lip to prevent myself from crying.
"She did what needed to be done" I tried to tell myself.
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