Secret Sherly Angel's
Consequences

When the first is not for the person who is loved

Then what about next?

I know for sure the truth

But something else makes me unable to express

I was injured for the first time

After assuming everything is fine

I was happy for the first time

Feeling loved adored and then just thrown away

After that time I told a story

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Brian thinks of Sherly as just a teaser, but doesn't work on the next chapter. Brian was almost half crazy imagining scene after scene to do. Sherly is waiting for certainty.

"Damn!" brian's curse is rough.

Currently Brian is in one of the famous clubs in the elite Capital City area. Brian's back to what he used to be, a time when he didn't know who Sherly was. The man closed his eyes, in the next second finally got off the car and started its destruction.

The one night stand. Yeah, that's Brian's current goal. He wanted to take it all out, and then Brian promised never to do it again. Especially to set foot in this cursed place.

Just a step of Brian entering, then the destruction was ready to approach. Someday, Sherly will leave him alone.

"Huuftttt" Brian seemed to be breathing heavily.

"Braaaak" Brian closed the door rudely.

After his steps were stopped because of being blocked by the club's bodyguard, Brian again slowed his pace. A long bar table with high chairs becomes a place that you want to stop.

"Red wine."

"Good sir."

Without any hesitation Brian immediately sat his ass. Just his back alone looks tempting, let alone deep. I thought the women who were there.

Brian seemed ordinary. Not disappointed, hurt, or desperate. The man was only wearing a black short-sleeved shirt. Contract with her smooth white skin.

Even if observed carefully, anyone could definitely see the torn bread inside. Brian wears every woman there. But the man had no intention of touching anyone. He is still fully conscious.

"Where's my drink? Don't worry, I'll pay for everything!" shouted Brian loudly.

I've finished two bottles of wine, and now I'm asking for one bottle of whiskey. The bartender did not feel afraid because something like this was common.

"Sorry sir, I can't leave a customer without awareness. That's the rule of our club."

"Curtain! What kind of rule is this? I just heard it."

Brian stopped the action of pouring liquid into his throat. Feeling no better, only to the sicker. Brian massaged his temple. Sherly's dancing shadow makes her pants narrower.

Unconcerned with the surroundings, Brian continued to curse the libido that had been spinning. A woman approached Brian. He didn't know her, only that the woman also wanted to drink in the high chair that was beside Brian.

"Red wine" said the woman.

"Hey Cellin, are you back again?" ask the bartender who looks happy.

Judging from the identification mark used, the barista was named Andra.

"Yes Andra, I want that drink."

The woman beside Brian was always babbling making Brian's head feel like it will break in a moment.

"Praankkk" the sound of a shard breaking beside him made Brian glance at the source of the sound.

The woman accidentally dropped her last bottle. Brian and Cellin are pretty much the same. They want to find a co-star just for last night.

Andra who used to face Cellin complied with the woman's request.

"A bottle of vodka for the last time ndra. Please," whine Cellin.

"Alright lady," said Andra lazily as she rolled her eyes.

"The woman always talks one last time, but keeps repeating the next day" Andra said.

"It's Cell, remember after this you go home. It's not good to keep rich gini."

"Gue misses Dave ndra. He won't touch me."

"Good dong, that's a sign he loves lo cell."

"Ndra. She's not dear."

And the rest of Cellin kept talking in his subconscious. Brian glanced at the bottle of vodka that was perfectly bent. The man took it and swigged down to the toilet.

Cellin felt his throat dry after a while continuing to share his story with Andra. The woman glanced at her bottle. Move from its original position while the contents are completely non-existent.

"Hey, don't you dare pay said dong. Don't take people's drinks" Cellin sneered.

"Gue asked bartender temen loe, but he didn't say anything to me."

Brian and Cellin continue to fight with the current language. Andra just shook her head. He doesn't know what the two are related to, but they seem to fit in front of Andra.

Sanity is already on the front threshold. Soon Brian and Cellin will not remember anything because of the influence of alcohol in consumption.

Cellin stood up, so did Brian. Collide with each other, snuggle up, then laugh at each other. Two people who do not know each other are being met.

"Shelf" Brian closed the door after Cellin and himself entered the room with the spacious bed as the first object.

"Dave, I love you."

Cellin calls Dave, but the man in front of him hears the woman say his name.

"Thanks sher, you're all mine."

Being at the wrong time, being with someone who is also wrong sometimes makes you unable to give up. Your fantasies are so wild that you can't tell the difference between right and wrong.

"Cup cup cup cup" small kiss turns into luma**soft.

Neither Brian nor Cellin realized who his current co-star was. They imagine being with their lover. The shape is the same, the size may be balanced. Only the face is different.

Then when alcohol is over, can you hold back? Everything will go as you want. It doesn't matter if on one side you hurt.

Mistakes are impossible to get a chance to explain because all the inadvertence has turned trust into disappointment.

Shortly before Brian and Cellin headed to one of the rooms, someone had already entered and installed a hidden camera there. Then connect with a sophisticated phone that is always in hand.

"Curtain! Now look who you really are. Do you love him or are you just a prankster? That woman has always been in my protection. Loved her. He chose you as the first. Butwhat? Brengs**!" his swearing.

His phone vibrated, a sign of a connection on a hidden camera began to record the incident. Two people who were drunken with excitement were hugging with two lips joined together.

L*** and soft turns to sue. They raise the rhythm of the game. Their fingers traverse each other through the body that squeezes it.

A very memorized voice weakly becomes a sign of fret. The air around suddenly tightened. Brian could no longer afford to delay. He wants Sherly as soon as possible.

Cellin has assumed Dave is bending his knees in front of him. Cellin's men go through whatever they want. Dave did not refuse, Cellin was getting more urgent. The woman grew even more crazed as Dave's delusion continued to reciprocate his touch.

One by one the strands of yarn loose freely. Tergelrtsk on the floor that still looks relaxed. That floor, even the color white as if laughing witnessed the stupidity of people around it.

On the other hand, someone who installed a hidden camera was clenching his hands. His face was red, his eyes darkened.

"Sher, why can you fall in love with a rich brengs** male? Why does God never make you happy? It should be enough that I'm hurt not you" he screamed.

Because lazy and also know soon the scene is inappropriate, he threw his phone on the nightstand. Desperate for Sherly's life.

In the morning Brian and Cellin wake up with a blanket wrapped around their bodies. Without a thread, but hugging each other. Stupidly, they don't remember everything at all. Brian who did come to the club to look for a extinct woman. He drinks and then goes back to his apartment.

"Woey jal*** go loe from my side. Don't be desperate! Not know either. Surely you forced me until I don't remember anything else" cried Brian.

Cellin storied when he heard the sound of baritone rose two octaves from the voice he often heard.

"What the fuck loe? I don't want anything about loe and I also don't know More precisely don't want to know," cried Cellin.

Without caring, Brian thought that night was a path* that was beside him when he opened his eyes. Brian got out of bed. Walk slowly picking up clothes.

Heading to the bathroom, cleaning himself up and cursing himself. He realized last night was overdue. Brian doesn't want to lie to Sherly, but telling the truth will only ruin his life.

"Sher, sorry. I've made mistakes, but honestly I don't mean to be the way I used to be. I love you so much, I don't want to force you" Brian said, staring at the reflection of his face on the glass.

Ownership marks scattered almost throughout the curve. Brian sighs. Now he could not dodge except dodge for a while.

Brian came out wearing full clothes. He walked to get the phone he left behind. Brian doesn't care about the woman he was with last night. He had no reason to think.

Exit the room in a very messy state. His eyes were still slightly red due to the influence last night. Plus the process, the unification is completed after a third of the night. Dark circles were visible in Brian's eyes.

"Drrtt ddrrttt ddrrrttt" Brian's phone vibrated, the owner immediately opened it.

A message from an unknown number. Brian opens a video that just went into his green app. It looks like a pure scene without any engineering.

"Damn! Who's this delivery? Woey who's loe!" brian was upset.

In the next second, Brian would call the delivery, but the number had blocked him. Brian did not want to see the scene of himself being a cast there. The man removes up to the recycle bean so that no one can find except the sender.

"Damn! Even the sender I don't know."

Brian walked over to the parking lot to pick up that car last night, he let. The man did not want to end. Even after this Brian was sure Sherly would hate.

Sitting behind the wheel, remembering Sherly's early appearance. The woman was sincerely loving, but what could Brian give. He hurt with his own hands.

"Sher, I love you. I just don't want to hurt you. Do not want to force is it wrong if I ask for an opportunity to double even once? Stupid Brian! You fooler! There may be women who are willing to share their feelings. She's a perfect woman, but you hurt her. Remember bri, he is always committed to his words. Did he forget when he said he would leave you if you dared to repeat once more? And now you've repeated it bri. He gave you a chance, but you gave him disappointment. Has he ever asked anything of you? He never asked, but it was you who always unconsciously asked. Think about how it hurts to love but to be hurt? You haven't completely changed, but you've dared to act" Brian said.

Brian closed his eyes. All is no longer the same as the thread that once met the tip of its base.

"Because you only know from one particular point. Not with all the corners that keep looming high with me. I tried to keep it, but someone tricked. I never thought of love, but someone made me hate him. If it wasn't for stupidity, it might not all be excessive. I already hate. Until now, or maybe until later. A time when we would just look at each other without intending to bind. I never believed in love, but you proved it. Take me in there to sip a word."

Flasback off

Sherly returns with memories she desperately wants to forget. Although in the end he could not be completely sincere. The woman cannot, but she cannot.

Dave takes Sherly into his arms. Buried that tiny head towards his chest. Dave loves, a sign he must accept all the consequences. Dave is sure Sherly hasn't recovered from her wound.

"I will not force you before you accept yourself. I never gave any distance to Brian or you because here I realized. I'm only a third person, while you guys are the main cast. I do love you, but that doesn't mean it has to ruin your happiness."

A clear thread trickled down as Dave continued to rub his back and kiss the top of his head. Sherly feels lucky if Dave chooses to back up.

Let the man roll over an unstoppable piece of literature. His heart was already fragile, but still trying to stare in the shade. Dave is in pain when he realizes that Sherly is still in love.

"Look I ran away with all the illusions. Me alone, would you be present to accompany me? Every breath is something pure. I still fight for my heart. I hesitate only to struggle or to be able to sincerely ask you to let go."

"There's a feeling created when you hear you tell me about it. Everything flows just as without sin I feel it. I love, is that the reason why I'm jealous? I just want to be near you, not as your repellent, but as a connoisseur of your body's scent. Starting from the time I always denied, it turns out my heart has been further upturned. I'm sorry why I've only known."

"I'm not the type to give up easily, but right now I'm just trying to give up."

*Sorry a lot of typo in every post. Why if up sometimes just a little? Because I try to get up in the morning, but in the afternoon or evening definitely add a long story. So sometimes a chapter that is initially only 500 words can be 1000 or 2000 words.

All because of time. About a hard time for me.