Chapter 4 Condominium

[ Amy Martin's Point of View ]

I'm still at his place, and I can see that we started dating too quickly. Okay, I guess I also deserve it. But I'm still a girl, and I want to live like everyone else does.

I saw that Troy had invited some of his friends over for a night of drinking and snacking when I walked into his apartment.

"What are you both doing here?"

Troy goes and asks when he would like to know something.

Leo didn't say anything back, but instead walked into the room.

In short, "What the...?" Whoa, Amy was just at your house.

Leo yelled, and I stood in front of him and waved shyly at him. I didn't realize until afterward that I was wearing a shirt with a picture of Troy on it.

"Where is Amy?"

I think it was Benjamin who asked.

After walking over to me, Troy gave me his pajamas in a casual way.

"You can borrow my pajamas."

I did what he said and put on my pajamas. When I looked up, I saw Troy standing in front of the group and laughing so hard that he was shedding tears.

"What in the world were you laughing about?"

And I asked them the question.

Relax, Amy.

I sat down with Leo because he asked me to.

Just move over here and never sit with Leo again.

Because Troy was mumbling, I could only sit next to him.

Is he right to be jealous, or what?

Leo and Benjamin were looking at us like we had done something wrong.

"Then why are you two here?"

Before asking the question, Troy looks at them carefully.

"We were so delighted to get jobs with the Ace Company and work in the accounting department that we had to throw a party."

What Leo said

What do you mean that when I go back to Troy, they'll be my coworkers?

Oh, no!

"Did you send a resume or application to that company?"

Asked Troy.

"Yes, you told us before that you were going to apply to that company, so we went with you. God bless, we all work for the same company now."

Benjamin, who was clapping, shouted

All of Troy's friends are a bit crazy.

The next question is, "And why are you two together?"

Leo's question is simple and straightforward to answer.

I tried not to look at him and instead paid attention to the tequila on the table.

Troy just grabs my hand and gives me a fucking kiss on the lips in front of them.

Fuck! It's a public display of affection!

"What the fuck!"

Both of them were reacting.

"Hey, don't kiss me in front of your friends!"

I told Troy and tapped him on the shoulder, but all he did was smile and say, "I love you the most."

"If I remember right, you two were very in love when we were in college,"

What Leo said

I couldn't help but laugh when I heard that.

"Yes, and I secretly liked him back then."

Troy said something about it.

"What's next?"

Benjamin looks at us and says something.

"Amy, the new girl at work, is the girl I'm interested in, and I just told her everything."

Troy was proud of what he said.

Leo and Benjamin opened the bottle of tequila, poured some into a shot glass, and gave us all a shot.

"Congratulations! Did you know that since then, Jacob hasn't had a girlfriend, and you're his fate?"

Leo pointed at Jacob and said.

"But do you feel the same way about him?"

Really, Benjamin, ask me.

"Of course, that's why I let him ask me out in the first place; why did you ask?"

I said.

"Nothing."

He said it without any feeling, and I could only nod.

All we do is drink, watch movies, and talk about old times. They also show how kind Troy was to me in the past, even though I used to throw away his gifts and hard work. Even though I don't know he did it, I feel terrible for him. At the time, I wasn't ready to start a relationship, but I am now.

After 30 minutes, I feel drunk and start to feel dizzy.

We're still here drinking tequila while they fall asleep on the couch.

"Wow, you have a very high level of tolerance."

Troy said, "And he just kissed my lips again."

This kissing must end.

Just say, "I want you more, honey."

When I put my index finger to his lips, he said it tasted like ice cream and whispered something.

"Don't rush, sweetie," is another way to say the same thing.

I didn't say what I wanted to say.

He was reaching for my waist when my phone rang. He stopped in the middle of his move.

Kring kring

I'm sorry, but I need a moment to think about that.

He nodded, but his hand was still on my legs as I said.

Holy fuck, he's horny as fuck.

"Amy, where are you?" she was asked.

Yes, that's my mother's voice.

I have to clear my throat before I can answer her.

Mom, I'm just chatting with my new coworkers.

Since I don't usually lie, I told her I couldn't.

It's 6:42 and you should go home.

Over the phone, she told me, Mom.

I hold on to Troy's hand because I know I'll moan if he keeps kissing my neck in front of Leo and Jacob, who are currently sleeping.

Here, let me collect myself so you won't see me.

She told her, "Yes, mom, I'm going home right now; just wait for me."

I put the phone down after I said what I had to say.

Troy asked, "What do you mean by "It's your mom?"

Yes is the answer, and "I really should get out of here."

The words that came out of my mouth were those.

It's fine; let me get you dressed.

I rolled my eyes and ignored what he said.

"Stop acting like a crazy person," I told Jacob.

Instead of saying anything, he simply laughed.

Honey, don't worry about it. I'll wait for you and drive you home.

His words.

"It's fine if you just drive me to the bus stop and drop me off there.

He agreed with what I said. He can't do anything.

After a quick shower, I just get dressed for work.

He was waiting for me on the couch in the living room while his friends were sleeping.

So, come on.

I want to thank him for his time and help, and we're on our way to the parking lot right now.

Even though this was the first time I did something wrong, I didn't mind because it was time for me to do my job.

After a few minutes of waiting, he drives me to the bus station and gives my forehead a soft kiss.

"Be careful, honey. I'll see you on Monday at the office."

I could only nod my head in agreement.

It's already 7:00 pm, and I know my mom is going to be angry with me for being late.

Martin's Place to Live

"It's been a long day, mama."

I tried to cheer up my mom, but she didn't want to be cheered up.

She has been waiting at the gate for nearly an hour.

Amanda whispered to me with a mean laugh.

Have you eaten dinner yet? If not, the dining room still has food. You should eat something, and when you're done, we can talk.

I just agreed with what she said.

Fuck! I thought Mom wanted me to have friends because she said so.

But why was what she said a lie in the end?

I hate my life, God.

When I walked in, Amanda was sitting at the table with her laptop open.

I got some plates, a spoon, and a fork quickly and started to eat.

The teriyaki we're having for dinner is my favorite part of the meal. Suddenly, I felt bad about not getting home sooner. Oh, man, I know mom is waiting for me to get home so we can eat dinner together.

Amanda talks to me while she is still tapping on her laptop.

I'm eating and looking at her, but I have nothing to say because I don't know what to say.

"It sounds like you didn't know what to say, huh? I guess you can't tell a secret to me. Keep in mind that I am your only sister, so I know you very well."

Amanda said something in a mumble, and she was right.

"Wow, you know me pretty well, huh?"

She just smiles at me, and I do the same back.

I ask, "Has she really been that mad at me?"

"No, she just made your favorite teriyaki because she thought you'd be home in time for dinner, but she didn't know you'd be late."

I just look at my wrist to see what time it is.

"It's not even 7 o'clock yet, and you've already eaten?"

What I said was all over the place.

"It was almost 7:30 now, sis."

When questioned, she gave an answer.

"Unfortunately, it was way too early for a meal."

"I don't know why;" then go and ask her.

Before letting out a deep sigh, I waited for her answer.

To put it another way: "Where have you been?"

I knew that she would keep asking until I had to tell her the truth.

"just passing by with some of my coworkers."

I said.

"And since you haven't started work yet, I assume you're not telling the truth.

"If you're wondering what I'm talking about, I was at the time in the condo of my new coworkers."

What I said was all over the place.

"So, it's a man's apartment?"

She looks straight at me and asks.

As in, "Yes and-"

She gives me a short smile for no apparent reason, as if she likes being with me.

"You're seeing someone?"

When she asks, she gets a big grin on her face.

"Are you good at keeping secrets?"

I lower my voice and talk to her softly.

"Yes, go ahead and tell me what it is."

As she sat down next to me, she said.

"My college crush turned out to be someone I had just met for the first time at work."

The words that came out of my mouth were those.

"I mean, come on? Who keeps sending you letters of love?"

"Yes, he had also sent me some gifts and letters, and because we had just recently realized we liked each other, he had asked for my permission to court me, which I gladly gave."

Trisha is now tapping me on the shoulder, and she looks so happy that I can't help but smile.

"Congratulations, sister! So, after all this time, you've finally met the person you want to spend the rest of your life with.

She then started to laugh.

"But I'm afraid to tell mom because I don't want her to find out."

"But can we keep it to ourselves for now?"

I mumbled.

"I will not let you down."

It was said quietly.

That's fine; thank you, Amanda.

I said something, and all she did was give me a hug.

"Thank you very much," I said.

"Anyway, I'm glad to tell you some good news."

"Then what is it?"

When I ask her about it, she just pulls out her laptop to show me.

If so, it sounds like an agreement.

I ask.

"Yes, it was a 24-hour convenience store, and they are hiring part-time workers, which is perfect for me. I just sent them my resume yesterday, and I just got an email telling me I have an interview tomorrow," she said.

"You have to go to the interview, and I hope you take advantage of this chance."

I said.

"Yes, I have to, since you won't give me any money."

"You have to learn to depend on yourself. I can't hold your hand through everything."

As I talked, she nodded to show that she agreed.

Now that she is old enough, I think she will learn how to stay alive and fight for her own life.

Even though I won't pay for her college, I will give her money to help her meet her own needs from time to time. I will no longer take care of her.

She seems to drift off and do something while I finish my meal.

"I'm feeling very lightheaded right now because of alcohol. How dare you!"

"I know you're drunk, so I'll make you some hot coffee if you don't drink."

Since I've never drunk alcohol before, the effects were stronger than usual.