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You'll Regret Me

You'll Regret Me

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Demetrius Salandron is commonly known for his username, Demitir, a famous social media figure who posts his workout routine and elegant body that makes men feel jealousy and envy while happiness and pleasure goes for women. Not only this, they were amazed since they found out that he is an Engineer, he has been loved by women and disliked by men for the reason that women dream about him in a view of fact that he has become the standard but in just a sudden, he's been not active on social media, netizens were worried and anxious, what happened to him? He was so drunk as he felt so much guilt and sympathy for those who don't deserve to be hurt as he believes he's the one who should be blamed for all what happened. He black out and found himself lying in a hospital bed, he knew what happened to him and felt bad. After days of resting, he finally comes to work and in coincidence or on purpose? he meets him, the narcissistic creature. Earl Jones Monteiro, a self made billionaire that is obsessed and possessive of him. He can't stop thinking about him. "I terribly want you and I can't stop myself wanting you, ugh! You even visited in my dreams, how did you do that? I can't control this unfamiliar feeling, I feel so horny the moment I see you." He started, looking straight at me with eyes filled with lust and desire for something he longed for. Will he get him? Or will he gain anger for him but how? Just how in the world that made him say You'll Regret Me? DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and all things inside are fictitious. No spoilers spoiling and Criticism. Warning: Mature Content Inside.

Chapter 1 Terrible Meeting of him.

The liveliness of the different lights in each building keeps my mood splendid since it is mesmerizing directly in my eyes and beyond doubt amazing to look at as I operate my car, dopey fast down the road. Still, I cannot help the excitement I am feeling right now.

Hell yeah!

When I opened the window, my soul could leave in my body from the polluted air in this City and the enormously strong breeze that I caused.

I immediately blew my car on the top of the street as I enjoyed the crazy breeze around.

I suddenly wondered why I was unable to control what I was feeling.

Deep in my bones, I would feel how distressed I am, fucking how thinking would I fucking live without those!

I longed for drugs, fucking crave for it truthfully.

I did stop for a while now? The body wants it, cannot help it.

I can no longer control the feeling of loneliness. For me, I want it! Right Now!

In the beginning, I, thinking and finally deciding to stop, knew in myself that it was impossible.

I was not capable of not to afford to taste it again forsake! That decision is a freaking mistake!

Since the night that I threw it all away, I regret it in a minute only and move on. The following day, everything went well short of not personally being unable to sleep well afterward.

I deprive of seeming to be sane and sleep in those days simultaneously something is whispering in my head that I needed those for it is foremost.

And now, I could no longer hold back!

I cannot sleep properly and I know that without it, I feel like I'm not in the right state of mind.

Tch.

I stopped but I want it again, again and again. I would die if I did not get a chance to taste that again. I love drugs, my one, and only medicine. Like, it is not wrong to be happy correct?

I felt the incredible joy of not seeing a single car as I pulled over and drove my Buggati like lightning because of its insane speed.

"WOOHOO!!!" I shouted in agony.

The cold of the night encouraged me to come here again.

I badly want to get high and forget the world.

I want to find the only cure for myself, my happiness.

I rushed over to this parking lot as I quickly parked my car. I do not know if I crushed that car somehow, the thing is not mine though not a problem.

When I came out, a man was trying to stand but was out of balance.

" Ahoy, Sir! Do you want some? , HeE," My eyes widened when he showed me the fat white cellophane while on the other hand, he has some weed.

“ GOOD EVENING, SIR! EHE, HE,” the way he walked is not normal as I noticed his eyes were very red, alcohol and drugs had already hit this person. What a Life!

An unpleasant smell of alcohol befalls anticipated from his mouth as his voice was like a high individual enjoying life since the drugs he was using hit him.

I just gave him a look as he handed them to me.

Holy fuck, I miss this!

My eyes widened with excitement as my lips rose when I saw those, oh my!

I am only witnessing those white in fat cellophane while myself is experiencing heaven in hell right now!

So, Happy! I grab it, put it in my face, and close my eyes! I want to go to Mars!

I can't stop myself from smiling and I can't explain how joyful I am right now.

Cocaine, painkillers, and heroin, my baby's.

I've been craving this for a matter of fact that I can't stop myself from using it.

I could imagine myself in that kind of state, traveling into a new world, these are the only things that make me experience being happy except for my Empire and Buggati.

Buying medicine is the only reason for what I the fuck am I doing in this kind of place. Oh, I see, I noticed that it is normal in this place to sell and use illicit drugs.

Should I report them to the authorities?

Nah, I indeed disregard this. I'm not involved tho.

"Thank you, More blessings to come for you, Sir," he said.

"Hey, your breath stinks, put an end to that talking. You are making me vomit,'

I essence right here even as he exhales some air in his hand and smells his breath and looks at me.

"How was it?" I asked.

"Sorry, I have no clue. So Funny, " The man said while laughing, his breath smells like a canal and has been mixed with some flavors of booze.

I walked away until I saw a man who was about to kick my baby!?

My blood rose through my veins into my head as he finally kicked some area of the door!

This crazy man is making my blood boil all of a sudden! This is a big deal for it is mine and has always been mine.

Mine. Mine. Mine only!

I bought it without any help from anyone.

My precious thing.

"My BUGATTI..." I utter. Of all the goddamn cars in this goddamn parking lot, why did he fucking touch the one that I own?! This motherfucker got some nerves, eh?!

I ran fast to him as I grabbed the collar of his leather jacket and punched him hard right through his face. I kicked him also, to have equity. The world may not be equal but on behalf of it, it needs to be fair. He lost his balance and fell right on the ground and was about to get up, trying to punch me.

What the fuck?

Just who the fuck are you?

Who are you to have the right to punch me?

He cried out in pain when I kicked him anywhere in his body that I couldn't count how many times and where the heck my shoe hit.

All I think for this moment is I'm going to kill a person tonight and I am not hesitant to kill this fool, he should die tonight!

He should just die right now!

Yes, it's better if he should just die!

That's correct he should die!

I did not do anything dangerous from him and he tended to fuck things that I own?

Where's my justice? Where?!

I should have my justice!

I have my right to have justice.

And then I smelled an awful smell coming from his mouth.

Crazy Man.

The moment I accidentally got hold of a glimpse at those questionable eyes, I felt a sudden feeling I could not explain when I watched his presence settle on the floor. I decided to hit him hard enough in his head that was bleeding enormously right now. Sorry, not a sorry child.

I checked my precious and felt so angry that my Beloved had a scratch. Fuck!

" In what lucky for a piece of shit! Are you drunk? How foolish! Feel free to consider this night your lucky time! Dumbass!" He may have just died tonight from all of that, changed my mind after I saw those puppy eyes.

Demetrius POV

I slowly opened my eyes even as I felt so much pain all over my body. It is so hard to open my goddamn eyes!

I growl in pain, fuck! The entire area of my face hurt so bad. My leg hurt like my bone cracked and died as if splintered. I am pathetic as fuck!

'You're stupid!'

'Of course, Yes you are!'

"Can you two just shut up your mouth?! It already happened, no need to discuss anything," I heard Archer high pitched voice rising at both of them.

"Right, Let's just wait for him to wake up," Christopher replied while Russell stayed silent.

"Excuse me, may I check Mr. Salandron?" I am hearing a feminine voice?

"Will he die?" I heard Russel's question.

Does he want me to die?!

This selfish motherfucker!

"Mr. Salandron did not happen to have an internal bleeding so there's no need to worry because-"

"Just go first, Ice." Christopher's sarcastic response.

"Guys, he's not a doctor. Are your eyes blind?" Benedict sarcastically asked.

The doctor didn't say a word and had nothing to say of these idiots.

"Is he now awake -"

"Yes, I am Doc."

"Oh, you're awake already pal" Christopher greeted.

I can tell he pity the hell out of me, it is written in his eyes.

I hate this feeling.

"I thought that you would die, Pal, Good morning!" Russel informed me.

"What's wrong with you?" Benedict asked him. He has some sort of common sense and is intelligent, unlike them, he's a Buddy.

Archer turned around, looking like he was talking to someone on the phone.

The fool continued saying something on his phone that I cannot hear.

I think I'm a little bit deaf.

This time, I realized that I cannot hear properly.

"What do you think?" I sarcastically asked.

"When I woke up, I was lying in that motel. It looks like women are harassing me again and have taken advantage of me while I was drunk last night," Russel explained, literally horny ever since.

"How many were you in bed last night?" Christopher asked.

"Baby girls, I did not count them," Ice jokes. The shape of his eyes is sharp like an eagle. His nose has a bridge, his lips are thin and most of all, his black moles around his cheeks and under his chin are quite attractive to look at.

"I was looking for you that night but I'm also drunk since Ice always poured a big amount of alcohol in my glass and when I woke up, there was no one and the bartender was the only one who helped me. My head hurts even more and Archer called me a while ago about what happened to you and rushed through here! Seriously! You did not fail me to be worried as hell! I thought you would die already, Bloody Hell!" He says frustratingly.

"No you did not, stop lying! You passed out, remember? But still, my heart…went oops!!!" Ice puts his hand to his chest and is hoping and Is acting abnormally.

This fucker.

"Some of us are traitors though," Benedict added while eyes are glaring at Russell.

"None of us should be blamed, someone saw what happened. That's why the police called a while ago," Archer stated.

"So someone saw what happened last night?" Ice asked seriously.

"And he did not help him from beating? He only looked? Just who the fuck is this coward?" Christopher said angrily.

I feel so pathetic, I think it's better for me to just stay silent. It will only make me look like a selfless victim. I need not blame anyone, it just hurts my ego more to blame someone who did nothing to me. This is my fault for this is my fate.

" Is there any mirror right here?" I asked.

"Here," Cristopher handed me his phone. The screen is black as I can see how wasted my face is.

"Fuck," is The only word that came out of my mouth.

"Did you bring any food?" My stomach produces sounds, I'm so hungry.

"Of course we did not bring anything!" Christopher shouted, stupid.

" I want water.." Ugh, my throat is so dry and I badly just need some water.

"I'm going to get you some, just wait,' Cristopher answered and walked away to buy bottled water.

"We're going to jail," Ice says.

" Are you hungry?" Archer asked.

'Other than that-' I answered.

"I'm going to buy food. Damn, I'm so hungry." Benedict says.

"So, we're going now.." Archer said.

'Thus, no one to watch over the disables-'

'Are you eager to fight,' I calmly asked.

"Brother, Chill. Maybe when you heal, heal yourself first," Russell adds on.

" You Idiot, come on! You want Mr. Salandron to have a high blood attack!" Archer added while smirking.

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