The Price of Sainthood
David's?

The disco music scene of the capital's top DJ drowns Lara in a nightclub. The girl with a tank top and mini skirt looked engrossed in shaking her head while closing her eyes. Occasionally sip a high rate of alcoholic beverages served on his desk.

Dante's disillusionment and jealousy towards Alisha make him return to his former world. Lara used to stay at a friend's house with the interest of college assignments in order to get out of the house to visit these kinds of places every night. He laughed happily because for the past few days no one at home suspected.

A sturdy hand moved to hold Lara's arm as she was about to gulp down her alcoholic drink again. The girl turned her head in anger, then looked at the young man beside her with squinting eyes. Although the dim lighting plus himself who was half drunk, but Lara could recognize the owner of a handsome face that was currently smiling.

"David?"

The young man's smile grew wider after hearing his name mentioned. Slowly, he took over the glass from Lara's hand before then putting it on the table.

"How much trouble do you face now, heum? I can be a good listener to you." As if understanding the conditions that trapped Lara to get here, the young man with his PD volunteered.

Instead of accepting David's offer with pleasure, Lara snorted softly and threw out David's hand that was still holding his hand.

"Who are you until I have to tell you all my problems?"

David could only sigh at the haughty attitude Lara was trying to show. The girl kept sipping drinks regardless of the ban. I don't know how many bottles Lara has swallowed, David himself does not know for sure. There were some empty bottles on the table, but Lara was sitting alone. Lara's body finally rested on the shoulder of the sofa without awareness. Either fainted, either overslept.

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A body wrapped in a soft blanket of snow-white color began to show movement. Lara squirms, then opens the eyelids that still feel heavy. After circulating his gaze around he tiptoed when he found himself lying on a bed that was not his bedroom.

The hotel? How am I supposed to be here?

He was about to get up, but his head was still throbbing pain. While massaging her temples, Lara tried to remember the events of last night.

Yes, in the end Lara remembers that last night she was at a nightclub. He drank more than usual. Maybe that's what made him unconscious and then don't remember anything else. Whether sleeping or fainting, he himself is not sure.

When his memory reached David, he was made to tiptoe because along with it suddenly the toilet door opened. A handsome young man with half wet hair came out from there.

"You're awake apparently. Take it easy, I didn't do anything to you even though we were just the two of you last night." With a sinless smile, David said so to Lara. Her grin and words just now showed that she could read Lara's mind, what the girl was thinking about her. The bright-skinned youth moved slowly closer with a straight forward gaze, right towards Lara who was sitting tensely in the middle of the bed.

Reflexively, the girl shuffled back. The aura did not like being so thick on his face. David was the one who introduced him to the sparkling world of the night. Teaching him to enjoy the freedom of the outside world. Then, when he began to feel the opium, the young man disappeared just like being swallowed by the earth, leaving him alone. And when she came back again, should Lara just forgive her?

No. gabe.

Lara chose not to respond to David's words. What comes to mind right now is Dante and his parents. Do not let them catch themselves with this condition. Inside the hotel room were only two with a young man. It could ruin all his plans.

"I've contacted your parents." David's words froze the body of Lara who was trying to reach her phone that was placed on the nightstand. The girl turned towards him with a cynical look.

"You mean?" An angry tone colored Lara's question. The girl swallowed. A hint of a bad shadow immediately flashed in his mind.

"Why are you afraid?" David paused his sentence and smiled mischievously. "I'm just replying to your mama's message with the right words. At least it makes him feel calm because his favorite daughter is fine."

Not wanting to linger curious, Lara rushed to reach for her phone and opened the message application listed on the screen. Apparently David did reply to his mother's message with a request for permission to go directly to campus. It's like the way you type a message. Ah, apparently the young man still memorized exactly how the character type the message.

"How is. I'm a genius, aren't I? This way there will be no bodyguard of your papa deployed to search for their missing young miss."

Lara just snorted in response to David's words. While David himself kept a calm smile in his place.

Ignoring Lara's dislike, David again chattered with a proud expression. "I didn't think you were still using my cell phone. You still keep everything good about us. Including the photos we're with." David smiled timidly and it made Lara's eyes squeak at him.

"Please! Who gave you permission to brain-tinker with my HP!" Enraged, Lara squeezed her phone and looked at David sharply. But it wasn't David's name if it didn't respond to Lara's fury with ruckus. Lara when angry was absolutely adorable in her eyes.

Lara snorted in annoyance. David really made her feel offended. For a long time with this young man he feared his faith wavering. Then, in a hurry, he got up. Exiting the hotel with a pillow face is better than long alone. Before closing the door, Lara could even hear David's laughter coming from the bed. It seemed like the young man was laughing at him who left hurriedly in a state of chaos.

God fucking.