His Human Mate

Chapter One.

" Here you go..." I say as I pass the teenage boy his orders. He smiles at me.

" Thank you."

" And he just tried to flirt with you." Alaina says beside me.

I roll my eyes and chuckle.

" You're being hilarious." I tell her as I move to the next customer.

" Yeah. Yeah. You know I've been thinking, will you be chanced to go party with me tonight? You know it's been long we went out together since you started dating Jones." She says. Which as a matter of fact, she's right.

" It's not my fault and you know it."

" Then whose fault is it? We're roommates Kimberly and sometimes I feel like I don't usually see my best friend around like before. Jones stole you away from me." She fake a frown.

I hate when she tries to guilt trip me. It makes me feel bad and I start asking myself why the hell did I date Jones in the first place. But mind you, Jones and I are in love. He walked into my life six months ago after my sophomore year semester exams.

We turned friends and he asked me to go on a date with him. Alaina doesn't like him. She said Jones had this bad vibe she doesn't like. And that Jones gives her the creep. Deep down I don't wanna believe it.

Jones is sweet. He would walk me home after lectures and he's really cute. He's in his third year in college and he works as an intern with a dentist.

I had stayed single all my entire life because I've been waiting for this perfect gentle man who would sweep me off my feet. But yet, they don't ever come. Alaina has been in three different relationships. They don't usually end well so she gave up the whole relationship goal.

And me, Jones happens to be my first boyfriend aside my highschool crush. At first when Jones asked me out, I had doubts. But he proved himself to be this cute gentle man every normal girl would want. He doesn't have this bad boy style. Jones is just sweet.

" Alaina, I'm really sorry. You should understand why you don't usually see me around. I really love Jones and as my best friend the least you could is like him. Please..."

" So you're saying, we can't go out? Like we can't hang out tonight?"

" No, I'm not saying that. I have a date with Jones tonight."

" Have you both had sex? I don't know if I'm prying. You don't usually tell me things lately."

I sigh and look around the restaurant. Alaina and I work in 'Tasty Nancy'. It's a restaurant not too far from college. After college, we usually come here to work the night shift together. The pay isn't that awesome, it's not that bad either. At least I get to save enough money to pay for my student loan and buy myself few things that I desired.

Jones's family is kinda rich. He rides a car and he lives in this comfortable apartment all by himself. But yet, I like catering for myself. I don't wanna be a burden to any man because we're in a relationship.

My mom's being working hard since I resumed college just to make sure I go through school. My younger sister Katie is in highschool and she'll be out this year. We don't have a dad. Left home with his Spanish wife and never for once returned.

" Kimberly." Alaina snaps her fingers at me.

" Hmm..."

" Tell me you didn't hear my question."

" I'm sorry I don't remember."

" Have you been intimate with Jones?" She asks and I shrug.

" Maybe."

" What do you mean by maybe? You're no longer a virgin are you?"

I smile shyly and bite my bottom lip. I look away from her. I lost my virginity to Jones three months ago. I feel like a hypocrite cause I didn't tell my best friend about it.

" Well, yes, I'm no longer a virgin. Jones took it away."

" You gave your V-card to Jones?" She almost scream.

I glare at her as I turn to look at Carolina who dart her head to Alaina and I. Carolina is the restaurant's manager. I don't really like her that much. She's always getting on my nerves with her nasty attitude.

" You gave Jones your V-card?" Alaina whispers this time.

" What's wrong with me sleeping with Jones? For Pete's sake, Ali, Jones is my boyfriend. We're in love and I'm no longer a child. I'm twenty fucking two years old!!" I yell at her and I almost regret it.

I look away from her.

" Something wrong over there?" Carolina calls out.

" No." I answer.

" Then quit the gossip and go back to work." She snaps at us.

Before I can apologize to Alaina for yelling at her, she already walks out on me.

The bell on top of the door rings, indicating there's a new customer. I dart my head to my new customer as he strides slowly to the counter. He's tall and I don't miss the strange feeling that accompanies him.

My eyes meet his and I feel my heart beat skip. That's weird. He stares at me, not a little smile on his beautiful tender face.

Yeah, I just said beautiful. He's beautiful and painfully handsome. He wears a black jacket on his black T-shirt. His pants is black too. He has a golden brown hair that's naturally tousled. Oh man, who made this man?

" Are you done?" He asks.

" Hmm..." I stare at him like an idiot.

I can't believe he caught me staring at him.

" Menus please?"

" Oh yes. I'm sorry." I tell him as I hurriedly hand him the menu. Yet, there's no smile on his face.

He has the purest blue eyes I've ever seen. I clear my throat at once to stop me from eye raping my customer. Customer pushes the menu toward me and shows me his orders. I smile politely and turn around to get it.

For some reasons, the restaurant is strangely cold. Or maybe I'm just overthinking again.

" There you go." I hand this customer his orders. " That will cost you 50 dollars."

He gives me a hundred dollar note and turns to leave.

" Mister your change." I call out to him but he doesn't respond.

Okay that's rude. I look around and shrug, surprised the temperature in the restaurant has turned back to it's normal state.

.......

I throw my bag on the chair and lock the door. Alaina isn't home yet. She's supposed to be home before me considering the fact that she closes earlier than me.

I wanted to call her but I stop myself. I don't have to. She don't have to get mad because I had sex with my boyfriend. It's not my fault she doesn't like Jones. It's not like Jones did something to her.

I pull out my phone from my jeans pocket and dial Jones's number. He hasn't called me since morning and we're supposed to go out today. I press the phone against my ear and lay down on the bed I share with Alaina. Jones doesn't pick up.

" What's wrong?" He always picks my calls.

I redial his number and it went straight to voicemail. I decide to drop a text.

'hey babe, I just got back from work and I called you to check on you. I missed you.'

I keep my phone on the bed and go to the shower to take a bath. It's almost 6:pm, Alaina isn't back and I feel guilty. I'm the reason she's not yet home. Maybe I shouldn't have yelled at her.

I pull a tank top down my head and a cotton shorts as I lay back down on the bed. I check the message I sent Jones twenty minutes ago, he's yet to reply and now I'm worried.

I decide to call him again. This is strands. Jones always replies my message. He doesn't leave me hanging. Plus he said he's taking me out on a date and yet he's yet to call me. What's happened to him?

I put the call on speakerphone as it rings. It beeps as he picks up.

" Oh my god, Jones, I've been worried. What happened? I've been calling you and you ain't picking up, I thought something happened to you. How are you?" I ask him.

" Who are you?"

I blink my eyes to this unfamiliar voice. I look at my screen, it's Jones's number. It's not a wrong number. A girl just answered the phone.

" Who are you?" I ask her.

" I'm his girlfriend. Why don't you leave him alone sweetie. Jones doesn't want you. If you're a smart, you'll forget about Jones." She hangs up.

What the hell was that?

What the hell just happened?

I redial Jones's number, secretly praying it's a wrong number.

" What do you want?" The same voice asks on the phone.

This isn't a dream. A girl just picked up my boyfriend's phone and claimed to be his girlfriend. This must be a joke. What the hell is going on?

" I'm sorry, who are you?"

She chuckles on the phone. A distasteful chuckle that burns my belly.

" You're not deaf, are you? Now listen carefully honey, Jones is my boyfriend, okay? We've been dating for over five years now , you don't expect a tiny lil bitch like you can take him away from me. Just so you should know, he dated you just to make me jealous. Sadly you're not even my class. So I'm gonna advise you like a sister, leave him alone, okay. We're back together and we're in love with each other. Forget about whatever thing you both had together, it wasn't real. Don't try to call his number again." And she hangs up again.

I blink my eyes several times.

NO THIS ISN'T REAL.

THIS CAN'T BE REAL.

JONES CANT DO THIS TO ME.

I fight back the tears, it doesn't stop instead more keep pouring down. What if it's just some random girl who wanted him but can't get him and she decided to answer his phone just to spite me.

But how did she even get his phone. I badly need to talk to someone. Alaina is gonna laugh at me if I tell her some girl answered his phone. One thing I hate the most is someone telling me ' I thought I told you.' that shit hurts more than the problem itself.

I wipe my tears and go straight to the closet to put on something. I pull a black joggers up my thighs and a hoodie as I quickly rush out of the house.

......

I step on Jones's front porch as I knock on his front door. I knock again and I hear his voice from inside.

" Who's there?" The door opens and a shirtless Jones stands in front of me. He looks bewildered.

" Hey." He steps out and shuts his door behind him.

He looks different. He's acting different too. He runs his hands down his hair as he shoves his hands down his sweatpants.

" Kimberly, you didn't call me before coming."

" Really? I didn't call?" I ask him and cross my arms.

" Yeah, I didn't see your call."

" Are you gonna let me in or not?" I ask him.

" Uh... I ugh..."

" Why don't you just tell me you're cheating on me, Jones? I called you earlier and some girl picked up instead of you. She insulted me and warned me to stay away from you. Jones what's happening? What are you not telling me?"

He's quiet as he sighs.

" So it's true. You're cheating on me? So she was right? You dated her for five years and you guys broke up and then you dated me just to make her jealous? How could you do this to me?"

" Kim, you don't understand, alright? It's not what you think. I'm not cheating on you. It's just..."

" It's just what?" I dart my head to look at the brown skinned girl standing beside him.

She's skinny, she wears his T-shirt and I can see the jeans material of her Jean shorts. She's probably the girl who picked my call instead of Jones.

" So she's the one?" I ask him. He's quiet as he avoids my gaze.

Oh bloody Mary.

I hate that I'm crying because of him.

I hate that I'm crying because of anyone.

My mom always thought us not to cry because of any man but I can't help it.

I never thought anyone would treat anyone like this. How can he use me for his own selfish pleasures?

" Jones how could you do this to me?"

" I'm sorry. We're in love with each other."

" And you decide to make her jealous by dating me? For heaven's sake, Jones, you took my virginity after lying to me that you loved me."

" I'm sorry." He plea.

" You fucking bastard!!" I yell at him and thrash at him with every ounce of anger in me.

" You just need to leave. There's nothing wrong in being the victim. It makes you stronger." She says.

How dare she say that to me?

" You're gonna pay for this Jones. It hurts me that I trusted you. I defended you when they warned me about you. I saw the good in you. How can I be so dumb to never saw what's coming."

" That's because you're blind, sweetie. Just go okay. Go home and nurse your pain."

I badly wanna rip out her hair and beat the shit out of her. I fight back the urge and walk out in shame.

Who knew heartbreak could hurt this much?

......

I stare at my ceiling as tears stream out of my eyes. Since I arrived at school's dorm, I've been crying. I can literally feel my sockets threatening to pluck heart. Jones hurt me so bad , my heart feels like ripping into two. He texted me that he's sorry and that he truly liked me.

Liked me!

That's when it dawn to me that Jones has never for once told me he's in love with me. He only tells me he likes me a lot and he cares so much about me.

I guess I was too committed and amazed by the feeling of having someone who treats you like a queen.

All my life I never for once I would find love. I don't really believe in this whole love bullshit. My mother's story taught me a lot. She sacrificed a lot for my dad but get nothing in return. He used her and abandoned her when she needed him the most.

I never wanted to give relationship a chance. I'm the girl who always admired from afar. Then when I'm less occupied, I crush from afar. But since Jones walked into one of my class that faithful summer, I decide to give relationship a chance.

Now where has it gotten me?

Heartbroken like my mom.

My phone rings. I groan and reach for it on the little nightstand next to my bed. It's my mom. I wipe my tears and pick up.

" Hey Mom."

" Kim, how's school?"

" Good. It's been great."

" You don't sound great, honey, what's it?"

All the tears I've been holding for the past one hour comes pouring down. I hate feeling this way and I can't help it.

" Who hurt you? Did he break your heart?" She asks. Mom don't really Jones even if she hasn't met him.

I only told her about him and I sent her a picture of Jones and I . Just like Alaina, mom doesn't like him either. But then my kid sister Katie thinks he's cool. She thinks every cute guy is cool.

" Maybe he did. It hurts a lot."

" Oh baby. What did he do?"

" He never loved me. He was using me to make his girlfriend jealous. They've been together for a long time and all of this was to get her attention. Mama they're back together." I begin to cry again.

" It's okay. Just take a deep breath and calm your nerves down. You'll be alright. Just assume he doesn't deserve you. He's not the one for you okay. No man should ever make you cry, not for anything. "

" Is it bad luck or what? I don't ever get someone who truly likes me for me."

" It's not bad luck baby. Your right man is on the way, I can assure you that. You're a queen and you're my princess, no man deserves your tears. You just gotta be strong and keep focus." Mom says and I nod.

" I feel better." And that's a lie. I feel terrible.

" That's my girl."

" How's Kathie."

" She's stuck with this new boy band and she's being watching their videos on her laptop since morning. She's yet to leave her room."

" What boy band is that?"

" I don't know. Some Asian boy band I think. I've talked to her about boys and getting pregnant at prom."

" Come on mom, Katie is smart. She won't do that."

" I just hope. I just want you all to graduate college."

" I know, mom." I sigh.

" You be careful alright? Don't waste any tears for that Drones kid." She says and I chuckle. She didn't just call Jones Drones.

" It's Jones mama."

" I don't care. Just forget about him."

" Yeah, I will." I wish it was that easy.

" Call you later honey." Mom hangs up. I slap my phone against the mattress and exhale.

" He broke your heart huh?" I jolt up at once.

Alaina stands beside the door. When did she get in?

" You heard that?" I ask her.

" I heard everything."

" Yeah, yeah. You can go ahead and start telling me you warned me and I didn't listen to you."

" You know I don't that. I'm the only friend you have, I can't make you feel more miserable than you already her. Come on." She gestures for me to get up.

I groan even louder.

I guess people who are going through heartbreak stays at home all night and wallow in agony?

" Where are we going?" I ask her as she brings out a short red dress from the closet. It's hers.

" Red means good luck. It's one of the best colors that attracts good men." She throws the dress at me.

" Now get up and let's show that fucker what he just abandoned."

Without letting me decline her offer, Alaina pushes me inside our little bathroom and shut the door.

" This is really short, Alaina." I complain as I drag the hem of the dress downwards. I feel I'm not pretty enough to show enough skin. It's not really my forte.

" Chill, rat head, you're hot, you have nothing to be ashamed of."

" The dress is too short. I feel like a whore tonight."

" Whores get the best men bitch." She says and I roll my eyes.

Indeed they get the best men.

We stop in front of two bouncers as Alaina shows the man her ID. One of the bouncers looks me up and down, I don't miss the smirk in his eyes.

Fucking pervert.

" Thank you." Alaina runs her palm down the chest one of bouncers as we enter.

I take a deep breath when the loud rock music hits my face. Holy hell. I don't remember when last I visited a club. I don't always have good memories with club activities. It always sucks for me.

Alaina and I go to the bar to get drinks. The bartender is a young tatted, blonde guy. Hate that he's cute. They are all heart breakers. Every single cute guy. This is exactly what they are known for. Breaking women's heart.

" What should I get you ladies?" He asks. His eyes settles on me as he smiles at me.

What the hell his he looking at?

" Martinis for the ladies. What's up with you Ben?" Alaina says. He shrugs as he pours a bottle of martini in two glasses.

" Nothing interesting. It's the same regular routine. Who's your friend?" He asks as he tips his head to my form.

" Her name is Kimberly and we're roommates. She's been through shit today, mind mixing her drink. She would like something strong." Alaina says.

God I can't stop her.

Maybe I do need something strong. The realization of Jones leaving me hurts a lot. I can't help it.

" They broke your heart?" Ben asks. I see a glimpse of sincerity in his eyes.

" Maybe. I guess that's what men do everyday. Break women's hearts after promising them thy kingdom come." I say.

Ben laughs. Hate that his laughing is cute. He pushes a glass of martini to me. I inhale the scent and it is strong. I almost gag at his odor.

" Not all men are heartless, honey. Women are also heartless too."

" I'd like to disagree." I say.

He shrugs and gives Alaina her drink.

" He's right you know. Ben's girlfriend is the reason he's a bartender here. She broke up with him and ran away with his money. He found she's back with her ex boyfriend who's a drug addict and they ran away to Miami to squander Ben's money." Alaina says. She sounds like she knows him for along time now.

Maybe they are friends.

" Ouch." I mutter and turn to look at Ben. He smiles at me and serves another customer.

" She knows me too much and it's fucking crazy." He says and goes to attend to his other customers.

" So, how did you know Ben?"

" You like him?" She winks at me. I roll my eyes at her. So pathetic.

" I don't Alaina. I'm going through emotional breakdown right now and this isn't the time for admiring men."

" I see nothing wrong with Ben. He's cute."

" He's hot too. That doesn't matter. How did you guys know each other?" I ask her.

" We had sex."

I almost choke on my drink at her words. She chuckles.

" What the hell..."

" Don't listen to her. She's a bad liar." Ben says giving us another shot of martini.

" We're friends. Long time friends. I was the reason she decided to come to college. Alaina hates school."

" I swear to you." I laugh.

" Whatever. He's one of my closest friends. We were supposed to be a thing but this motherfucker doesn't like brunettes." She says.

She must be kidding me right now.

I laugh.

" Just say you have a huge crush on me Alaina. You know you're like a kid sister to me."

" Oh... Here goes the friend zone shit again." Alaina says.

He gives another shot of mixed alcohol and walks away to attend to his other customers.

" You're really into him?" I ask.

" Nah. He's like my young old daddy. Ben has been a great guy. He just got involved with the wrong girl and till date he's living with the guilt." She says.

I nod. I throw my head back and drown the alcohol. It stings my throat.

" What the fuck is this?" I ask .

" Martini mixed with Gin and a shot of vodka. That shit is gonna knock you out. Easy with that."

I smile at myself. Yeah, I'm almost drunk. Exactly what I wanted.

" So what happened between you and Jones? I thought he's this cute guy that can never hurt a fly."

Despite being almost drunk, the thought hurts so much. For once I thought Jones was different. He's just like the others. You know I thought boys who joins the frat are the school's heartbreaker. Jones is never part of the frat, but he's worse than most fraternity boys.

" He dated me to make his ex girlfriend jealous. They are back together?"

" Tatiana?"

" Who's Tatiana?" She asks.

" A brown skinned, skinny girl girl I usually see him with."

" You didn't tell me that."

" Probably because I don't want you to see me as a friend who's jealous of your relationship. You don't really listen to anyone." She says and chugs down her martini.

Hate to think she's right. I sigh.

" Still, you should have told me. I may have doubted , but I might still believe you."

" Did you listened to me when I told you Jones has this bad vibe that's hovering around him. What the fuck did you say to me? 'as my best friend, you have to be happy with whatever decisions I make.' you're in love and no one can actually advise a lady in love. " She says.

" Yeah, yeah." I mutter.

" Come on, drink up and let's go dance." She nudges her shoulder against mine.

I nod absently and drink my shot. I hear side chattering amongst these girls with barely no clothing. Alaina and I dart our head to the front door. People make way for him as he walks past. He holds so much power and without being told , he's intimidating. The exact man that visited the restaurant yesterday. Same man who refused to take his change.

What's he? Some kind of celebrity?

He doesn't look our way as he walks past us. Two men follows behind him. I assume them to be his personal guards or whatever thing rich people call people who escorts them.

Hate to admit he looks better today. He wears a black dress shirt and black slacks. He looks wealthy, of course he is. Yesterday, he looks like every normal guy who's addicted to leather jackets.

" Who is he?" I ask Alaina.

" Are you new in town?" Ben asks pushing two shots to me.

I shrug and look the direction Mr. Handsome goes. I think it's the VIP quarters.

" Who's he? I saw him yesterday. He was at the restaurant to get something."

" Really? Raymond Knight was at Tasty Nancy yesterday? For what exactly?"

" To buy tampons. Jesus." I groan.

" You're annoying." Alaina huffs.

" He's like one of the most important bachelors in New York. Dude's rich."

" Tell me something I don't know."

" Well..., Rumor says he's kinda mean and all that intimidating shit."

" I think it's normal for rich people. They are always intimidating, mean and ungrateful. They don't care about anyone." I say.

" Not all of them though. I'm just gonna assume people don't really know the story behind Raymond Knight." Ben says as he goes over to his other customers.

I watch girls surrounds the red vip couch Raymond sat on. I think they're strippers. He talks to another man as he drinks a glass of champagne. I notice a lot of girls try to get to him, but this two bouncers slash guards that escorted Mr. Knight made sure they steer clear. It's obvious he's an important man.

" Is he just me or this room feels cold?" I ask Alaina.

" I think it's just you." She says.

I look back at Raymond same time he whips his head to my direction. My eyes catches his golden Iris.

" Shit." I mutter and look away at once.

" Is it normal for people to have golden Iris."

" Yeah? Raymond Knight has them."

Okay, that dude is weird.

" Wanna dance?" I ask as I throw my head back to chug down the two shots at once.

Great, I can't feel my legs anymore.

I drag Alaina to the dance floor as we dance. For some awkward reasons, I feel Mr. Knight's eyes on me. Why's he looking at me. We dance to the rock music and I totally forget Jones broke my heart.

Getting drunk isn't as bad as I thought. I whip my hair back and forth and giggles to nothing. It's obvious I'm now drunk.

I climb on one of the tables with the VIP couches as I begin dancing. I notice some people stop dancing already and everyone's eyes are on me. Including Raymond Knight. But I don't care. Tonight is for me. I need to let go of the pains I'm passing through and just feel the night.

My feet is wobbly.

I didn't notice I'm on Mr. Knight's table until a guard holds my legs and try to bring me down. I'm too drunk to fight them off. I trip on my shoes as I find myself falling off the table. But then I land on something. No not something, someone.

Holy fucking Christ!

It's a man's thigh. I touch this man's thigh as I feel every single muscles through his pants.

I notice the music is been turn down and a lot of assholes are already staring at me. My head throbs as I fight to stand. I almost fall back on this man's lap but I feel his hands on my hips to keep my steady.

My drunk self turns around to face my downfall.

" Oh great. It has to be Mr. Knight." I mutter.

My eyes meet his, for some reasons I don't feel good. I feel sick as I clutch my stomach. I open my mouth to apologise but everything I drank tonight gushes out of my mouth and right onto his body.

I just vomited all over Raymond Knight's body.

Holy shit!