The Last Virgin - Episode 16

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***** Valerie had no idea how long she run but once her energy and stamina began to give up on her, she stops to take a breather, panting heavily with both hands resting on her knees for support.

After several minutes of catching her breath,she looks up suddenly having the urge to check her surroundings.

She was surrounded by bushes, huge stones and then the infamous lake.

She sighs in agitation, rubbing her temple.

Of course! She was back at the godamn lake.

She lets out a puff of breath as she trudges lazily towards the lake, scoops a reasonable amount of water and splashes it unto her face,arms and feet.

She drinks some as well before she crawls towards a huge stone that was big enough to shield her from any eyes and well.... Big enough to serve as a bed and pillow . She sighs. She couldn't go back home.

Not after what she'd done to her mother, almost killing her and rendering her paralysed.

And then drinking her own father's blood and almost killing him too.

And then Kayla.

Then there was Max.

Her boyfriend.

She'd killed him, for which she was paying the price.

She just couldn't go back there.

It was like Hades was hell bent on making her hurt everyone close to her.

And she couldn't have that.

She couldn't hurt any more people.

And to do that, she needed to be away from every one of her loved ones.

Far away.

She shakes her head.

Who would've thought she'd leave the comfort of her mansion one day only to sleep behind a rock near a certain lake? She chuckles humorlessly at her fate.

The irony of life.

Thoughts of her parents and her boyfriend.... Late boyfriend actually.

Filled her thoughts as she curled herself into a ball,resting her head on the rock.

She let the rears flow freely without bothering to stop them.

Guilt washing over her like an erosion washing away sands in it's wake.

She continued to cry until sleep came knocking at her door.

*****

The next morning, Eugene quietly pushed the old gate to prevent the noise it always made from waking his grandmother up.

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. It was only eight am, yes he knew that.

But somehow he was restless.. He'd jolted awake from a dreamless slumber around 5am at dawn and he hadn't been able to fall asleep again.

He'd laid on his bed until it was morning.

Eugebe rubs his hands over his face as he steps out onto the streets, walking towards the lake where he had always went everyday for the past month in hopes of meeting Valerie again.

But unfortunately, she never showed up at the lake.

But he'd continued to go there nevertheless.. Not because he wanted to see her. Well partly.

But mainly he continued to go there because that lake had become his safe haven.

A place where he found the peace and quiet whenever he needed it.

Besides what else did he have to do when he couldn't find a job and neither of the so called friends his grandmother had mentioned had come to visit him.

If they were best friends like she'd explained,they should probably know his house to come pay him a visit rigjt? He sighs.

He looks ahead and realised he had reached his destination.

Guess he was so deep in his thoughts to have realised.

He runs his hand through his slightly damp hair, making his way down the hill towards his favourite spot.

Upon arriving, he sits on the stone behind the huge tree that hid him from wandering eyes.

Pulling out the sandwich he'd made earlier and a bottle of juice, he uncorks the bottle ready to down it all when he hears snoring.

He frowns. Were his ears playing tricks on him or what? He hears it again.

Thought faint.

He gets up,packing his food into the small bag hanging around his neck as he made his way towards the sound.

He only took a few steps when he came across a petite form, curled into a ball.

He frowned, letting his eyes rake over the form who's back was facing him.

The long black hair cascading gracefully at her back.

This may sound stupid but there was only person whom he knew to have such dark,wavy and lustrous hair.

Could it be... He shakes his head immediately as he squats near the sleeping form.. Valerie wasn't the only one with dark hair.

It could be anyone.. Slowly,he taps her.. Once, twice.

She stirs and then goes back to sleep.

He taps her again.

Valerie jolts awake instantly.

Her hands shooting up ready to defend herself.

"Relax! It's just me.. Eugene"

Eugene lifts his arms in surrender.

Their eyes meet. She lowers her hands as her tensed muscles begins to relax.

She looks away,avoiding his eyes instantly.

Here she was avoiding to meet the eyes of the man she'd been dreaming to meet again for a month.

She just wasnt ready to answer his questions.

Judging by the silence that hung between them, she was almost sure he was contemplating which question to ask first.

Which was why his words startled her.

"Hi Valerie. Nice to meet you again"

he smiles at her.

She sighs in content as his words c*ressed her skin.

"Uhh....hi"

she licks her dry lips.

Eugene's eyes follows her movement, suddenly wishing he was the one sliding his tongue over those plump lips.

What the f*ck Eugene!.

Snap out of it.

He shakes his head.

*****

Meanwhile...... The young man who was making his way towards the lake, adjusts his tie, cursing at the thought of wearing a tie.

Today, he had decided to pay his dear friend a visit only for his grandmother to tell him he'd gone to the lake.

Of course he knew where that was.

It was the only lake in that area after all.

He sighs.

Great Eugene.

Just great.

Just when I decided to come visit you, you had to leave the house.

He chuckles quickening his steps.

Oh he couldn't wait to see his friend.

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"Umm here. You may need it"

Eugene hands Valerie a bottle of water.

She stares at it.

"You do know there's a lake here right? I can equally drunk from it"

"Good thing.

Read " The Emerald Chase " by the same author ( eliza )

. I could refill it without hustle"

he replies making her smile.

He watches in silence as she uncorks the bottle and drinks hungrily.. She must be famished,he thinks.

Reaching into his bag, he pulls out the sandwich and juice he was about to ravish and hands it to her.

"Eat this."

"Umm no... I"

 "Take it. It's no problem"

She hesitates, unsure.

"I won't ask you why I found you sleeping here Valerie. We've met only twice and it's not appropriate to butt into hour personal issues like that. So please just take it. You look pale"

"Thanks"

she takes it and begins to much on it hungrily.

Thankful he didn't ask any questions.

Eugene averts his gaze from her face as he stares down at his fingers, few locks of hair falling over his face.

Valerie's fingers itched badly to run her fingers through his hair.

Eugene.. His name rang in her brain.

That name brought her nothing but bad memories.

That son of a b*tch.. She was gonna break his neck the day she set eyes on him. This, this man in front of her offering her food couldn't be that same Eugene.

No.

This man had long blonde hair.

And the Eugene from her past had dark hair.

This man had blue eyes whereas that Eugene from her past had dark eyes.

Everything about them was different except they beared the same name.

This man in front of her couldn't be the man who betrayed her years ago.

Her crush.

Besides, if he was the same Eugene, she'd at least feel it right?.

Right?

Hades had told her she'd automatically recognize them then that means this man in front of her wasn't her Eugene.

Yea they looked slightly similar but that was just about it.

Nothing else They were different.

Totally.

With that being settled, Valerie relaxes.

Soon they heard the crunching sounds of leaves underneath the feet of whoever was walking over to them.

A man in suit came Into view, smiling broadly as he caught sight of his friend.

"Yo man! Eugene!"

He shouts.

Eugene gets up from where he was squatting.

Was this one of the friends?

He looked familiar per the description the old woman had given him of his three friends.

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Valerie fumes.

Her eyes rakes over the man walking towards Eugene who hadn't seen her yet.

His face, his eyes, smile, ears,lips.

Damn it! Everything about him was the same as before.

The bastard!.

It was him.

He still hadn't changed a single bit.

She continues to stare.

All the memories of that night rushing back to her.

She clenches her fists, her fingers already aching to encircle around his neck and squeeze until he drops dead.

She could feel her teerh threatening to break free so it could elongate.

So she could sink her fangs into his neck and drink his blood till he went dry.

Her nails itched to pierce his skin and pull out his dirty beating heart from it's chest.

Every single fibre ached.

Every single nerve screamed murder! She wanted to murder that bastard.

"Hey don't you remember me? It's me Anthony!"

The man shakes Eugene trying to get him to remember some of his past.

Anthony.

That cursed name belonging to a cursed person.

Valerie steps forward.. Feeling hungry.

Hungry to take Anthony's life.

The bastadd who took part in r*ping her years ago.

He had offered himself on a silver platter by coming to her.

And oh, she was so gonna enjoy killing him.