
Chapter Eight
Zaki was rather hesitant about the kiss. She didn't really kiss back, nor resist, just kind of... Laid there. After he pulled away, her quivering eyes stared up at him, who's face was slightly worried but also expressionless at the same time.
"K-Kine?" She barely pushed out a noise past her lips louder than a whisper. Kine sighed.
"Will that shut you up now?" He asked, backing away. Zaki couldn't even fight. She felt like shit. Instead of screaming, aching, or groaning, she just buried her face in her hands and cried. She cried softly, tears spilling between her slender fingers as her body shook. Her knees tucked tightly against her chest as she clutched a pillow in between, sobbing harder.
Kine stood there like an idiot, watching. He shouldn't have done that. What's worse was he can't lie now or it'll get worse. He just stood, scratching his hair.
"I-I'm gonna go... See you later..." He murmured, standing and taking silent footsteps out the door and shutting it quietly behind him.
Zaki was left alone, sobbing in her room with tears soaking her bed and her face.
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