Punishment (1)

Arriving at the old neighborhood, I first rolled down the car window to check if my luggage had been thrown out by Emilie. The result was satisfying. Although I did not abide by the agreement, there was no luggage downstairs. It seemed that my last warning had worked.

I went upstairs and opened the door. It was dark inside. I looked at Emilie's room. There was no light either. It turned out that she did not come back tonight. No wonder I did not see her car downstairs. No wonder she did not throw my luggage out.

That was good news for me. I could stay here for a night. Perhaps this was the only comfort I had today.

After a simple shower, I lay on the bed. The moment I turned off the lights and closed my eyes, the world suddenly quieted down. I thought that I would be able to fall asleep quickly, but I thought of something.

I thought of the girl and our past...

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I wiped my face and sat up on the bed. After a while, I picked up the guitar and played her favorite song.

I lit a cigarette and took a puff. Suddenly, someone knocked on the door. I was so scared that I almost snapped the guitar string. I thought there was no one at home!

Emilie's voice came from outside the door. "If you want to sing, please find a place with no one. This is a residential area."

I put on my slippers and opened the door. Emilie was standing in front of me in her sling pajamas. She looked gorgeous, almost as hot as Isabel. Emilie's pretty face looked peaceful under the dim light, which made her temperament incomparable.

I ignored Emilie's dissatisfaction and asked, "Why are you at home?"

"I have always been here."

"I didn't see your car downstairs!"

"I parked it in the open space opposite us."

"No wonder!" I sighed and wanted to close the door immediately. I was afraid that Emilie would ask me to move out. It was already late at night. Where could I go?

Emilie pushed the door with both hands. I couldn't close it.

I glared at her and asked, "Are you really going to ask me to move out now?"

"No." Emilie paused for a moment and said, "I can take you to a place where no one is around and let you vent your frustrations."

"Really? Are you that good?" I asked warily.

"Anyway, I'm not sleepy anymore. If you are still in the mood, I can be your audience." She thought for a moment and added, "You have a good voice!"

I thought Emilie was either taking the initiative to repair our relationship or amazed by my voice. Or perhaps, she pitied me. No matter what her motive was, I had no reason to reject her suggestion because I couldn't fall asleep either. "So, let's go crazy together!" I thought.

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