World After Worlds

Hansel could feel his balls hitting her too, the sound of their flesh banging echoes in the corner of the bathroom with her melodic cries of pleasure.

"Are you still mad?" Hansel asked, it was already evening and they were having dinner together but she wasn't talking- even batting him an eye. He admits that he went too much in the bathroom earlier, but was it his fault?

She was too mouth-watering to resist, also, he knew she liked it… she likes it because if she didn't like it, she wouldn't let him do so much intimacy with her. However, she became mad because he went overboard. They almost had an accident when he slipped along with her on the damped tiles.

"Sugar…"

"I want to eat in silence, Hansel." She said to him in a very authoritative tone. Hansel pressed his lips together and turned his attention to his plate. For whatever reason it may be, he felt that he should listen to her.

After they ate, Hansel placed the dirty dishes on the automatic dishwasher and followed Yanarym to the room, she was sitting on the bed as if waiting for him. Hansel looked at her and gulped- she was wearing his shirt, it's too oversized for her, it looks like a dress. Again, Hansel could feel the tingling sensation on the pit of his stomach… his skin felt hot and his heart was beating too loud… is he becoming a sex addict? Why does he want to touch her and ravish her on his bed again?

"I want to go home." Yanarym intercepted his thoughts. He blinked his eyes as he processed what she said. "Spencer must be looking for me, I don't want to stay here anymore." She uttered softly but firmly.

"You're not." Hansel smiled blankly, "You're not going anywhere." He subconsciously closed the door behind him and locked it. "You're not leaving me, I won't let you do that."

"Why?" She bowed her head and clenched her fists. "Why are you doing this to me? Did I do something bad to you? Why are you punishing me like this?"

"Punishing? Rym… what- punishing?" He marched at her and she crawled- backing away from him. He halted his steps and wrinkled his face, he was passionate, he was gentle, what in the world did she think that he was punishing her? "I didn't hurt you." He huffed, "I may lavish you but I never inflicted you harm Rym. So, how the hell am I punishing you?" She didn't answer. She lifted her gaze and met his eyes.

"Send me back home, Hansel, please." She mumbled, Hansel shook his head and proceeded near her, and with each step he moved forward, she would go backward. He clenched his teeth, strode on the bed, and pulled her ankle- in the blink of an eye, she was already lying underneath him.

"Spencer is with Gale, Rym." He looked at her eyes and brushed her loose hair, caressed her cheeks, and made sure that she didn't get hurt with his sudden movements. "Spencer didn't want you anymore-"

"You're lying, Spencer will never abandon me."

"But he did, he chose Gale." She pressed her lips into a thin line and her eyes became teary, Hansel anticipated this reaction but seeing her cry for Spencer made him stunned…

"He did not. He did not! Spencer will not abandon me! You're a liar! Don"

"Sugar, don't cry for him." Hansel wiped her cheeks, as soon as her tears fell off her eyes, he would wipe them. But it won't stop from falling, he could feel his chest tightening, he felt annoyed… "Stop crying,"

"You're an l-liar, Spencer will never leave me." She sobbed, shaking her head vigorously.

Hansel cupped her face, "Stop crying, Rum. Stop crying, stop crying! Don't cry for him! I SAID STOP!" The angry scream made her shut up, they stared at each other's eyes and Yanarym hiccuped. Hansel dried her cheeks as he bit his lips inwards. "He doesn't deserve you." He uttered and pulled her to sit down. "So, don't cry for him."

"I want to go h-home."

"Your home is here."

"C-call Spencer for me, I want to talk to him." Hansel glared at her, why is she so persistent?

"Why?" Hansel asked and held her hand, "Why can't it be me? Why are you willing to get betrayed by Spencer repeatedly? I can love you better, I can do it a lot better. Why Spencer? Why not Hansel? Huh, Rym? Why not Hansel?" He reached out for her lips, he brushed their lips to each other and kissed her softly. And then, he let her go.

He stood up from the bed and kissed her forehead, "I'll be sleeping in the living room, rest for the night. Think about it, Rym. If I send you back to Spencer you will only get hurt. I will give you space to think, alright?" Her eyes fell on their hands, fortunately, she didn't rebut and nodded her head. He petted her head and had a faint smile before turning around and leaving her alone.

The door closed, and the pitiful expression faded in a snap, Yanarym slammed her body on the soft bed. She sniffed, she has a runny nose for staying so long in the bathroom with Hansel, another horny college man. Yanarym turned to the window- she stood up and looked outside. The drizzle-drop in the glass window greeted Yanarym. What beautiful weather, it's raining…

Guide-sama: "Are you using the push and pull effect on Hansel? Like what you did to Kane?"

"Is that what you think I am doing?"

Guide-sama: "Yes, you are showing him affection at the same time you are retracting from him. You are making him confused and certain. Am I right?"

"I will applaud your effort of guessing Guide-sama. But I'm sorry to tell you, you are wrong."

Guide-sama: "I'm wrong? If it's not push and pull or the guilt trap- what is it?"

"Hansel thinks he could control me. In his head, he thinks he could manipulate me. I've been trying to creep into his system to make him think that he could never do that to me. I am making him think that he could control everyone- except for me." Yanarym pressed her index finger against the glass window and trailed the falling raindrops- as if she was following its flow.

Guide-sama: "Well, he could really control everyone except for you." Yanarym smirked, "...Or is he not?"

"I am controlling everyone, Guide-sama. I am the game master… I control how Hansel controls Spencer and Gale, I manipulate Gale's belief and Spencer's heart… the victim is the mastermind. How thrilling, if this is a horror movie- I could be a great quality as the impostor-serial killer, right?"

Guide-sama: "You're getting crazy again, answer my question before you go insane with your thoughts."

"Control- is what a manipulator's greatest weapon in life is. So, what do you think is a total surrender for Hansel?"

Guide-sama: "Losing control?" Yanarym smile widened. "If he loses control, will he surrender?"

"Brilliant, Guide-sama."

Guide-sama: "And how will you make him lose control? As I witnessed in Hansel's character, he was a very composed man. How can you make him lose control if he's not in love with you yet?"

"...well? What do you think? What would I do?"

Guide-sama: "I'm not sure, what will you do… can't you tell me?"

"Nope, it's a secret, I'll give you the thrill of guessing."

Guide-sama: "How long is that? Will it take months for me to see what your plans are?"

"No, days- like what you said, time is running out."

Guide-sama: "I have a question though."

"About?"

Guide-sama: "You know that I can read your mind, right?"

"Yes."

Guide-sama: "How are you able to hide your plans from me, I'm confused."

"You can't read my heart."

For thirty-one hours, Spencer was all over the place looking for Yanarym, yet a single clue hasn't come up. He didn't sleep, he didn't eat, he didn't bathe. He was at the school early in the morning hoping that she would show up in one of their classes but the day ended and even a shadow of her didn't appear.

Gale, who was tailing him since early in the morning, had the chance to approach him. She put a sandwich in front of him while he was resting on one of the tables on the last class of his schedule today.

Spencer directed his eyes on the sandwich and glanced in Gale's direction…

"What do you want?"

"I want to talk."

"If it's not about Yanarym, cut off the slack, I don't want to hear it."

"I don't believe that you hate me, Spencer-" before she could even start her dialogue, Spencer stood up from the chair, took his bag, and was about to flee away. Gale caught his arm and used all of her strength to stop him from going away.