A Summer’s Tragedy

She chose to leave the world of goddesses just for that man, but he never loved her back, the cold wind whispers. She needs to find a way in order to take revenge. Flowing hither and thither until it reaches the house where Linley lives, someone screamed!

“Do you think you can manage to do things yourself?” Callisto asked.

“Yup, even Ruth can cook food alone. How much more if I?” Stalin replied. “You should go now, because your dad is waiting outside.”

“Son! Come on! What are you still doing there?” Sebastian yelled.

In his sanguine jacket and jeans, Callisto walked towards the car and got inside. He’s not so excited about going to school, especially leaving his girlfriend, who looks like she can’t be trusted, but he knows he needs to sacrifice a lot for their future.

“I thought you would bring your girlfriend with us.” Sebastian began driving towards the public school where Callisto was transferred and also to his workplace.

“She visited the place where the accident happened. Do you think she’s just fine?”

“What do you think? You two are always with each other. You must know her better than I know her,” Sebastian replied.

“I think she is, but I’m not convinced,” Callisto admitted.

“You! Why did we leave her with your sister if you’re not sure?”

“Dad, I need to go to school. Do you think it’s just fine to take her? My teacher will not let me enter my classroom, and those students will bully us, saying that I am bringing an insane girl.”

“She’s not that insane anymore. So stop exaggerating. She just has amnesia. I know she’s in a normal state of mind.”

“Without memories, do you think that’s normal?”

“I don’t know.” Sebastian opened the car’s window. “You should get out, because your, oh! Is that Linley?” Sebastian asked.

“Please dad, I don’t want to go out,” Callisto complained.

“Are you ashamed that you’re attending the same school?”

“Of course not!”

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Callisto reluctantly stepped out of the car, and he was surprised when his father called Linley. But the crowd had gathered instead. Those girls’ gazes drew him into embarrassment. Is he so handsome? He’s not used to having a lot of students following him.

“I’m so surprised! You said you’re going home, and now I met you here on our campus?” Linley interrogated.

Callisto touched his eyelids and smiled. He doesn’t know what to say but observes the people around him. The feeling of being in a public school is quite different. Even those students seem to be off.

“Why are they working instead of studying?” Callisto asked.

“That’s the punishment if you don’t follow the rules of our school.”

“Ah. What are the rules anyway?”

“You need to carry one sack of rice every day,” Linley replied. “Joke. Don’t be nervous; they won’t punish you if you are kind.”

Callisto knew Linley was just joking, so they continued to their classroom. Perhaps it’s destiny that brought them together in one room? They are not just classmates, but also seatmates.

“Good morning, class,” said the teacher. “Anyway, we have a new student here. Come, mister, introduce yourself.”

Callisto stood up and walked to the front. “I’m Callisto Buenaventura. You may call me Cal, Lis, To, or anything you want.”

Hearing him, the room drowned in laughter. They don’t know that their new classmate is a bit funny. Callisto brought himself back to his seat and listened to their teacher’s discussion.

After the class, Callisto took his backpack and stood up. He hadn’t even gotten out of the classroom, but he knew the girls and gays were waiting for him outside, looking at him through the windows. He doesn’t know if he can stay here longer.

Without Callisto’s notice, Linley grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the room. She was so brave to make their way through the crowd, and then they both took the road back home.

“You don’t need to thank me just because of that. We’ve been friends since the first day you arrived here. Forgotten?” Linley asked.

“But you know, I didn’t know that I was so handsome. I was so out of confidence that I always hid myself from the crowd, but now, I just realized.” Callisto shook his head.

“You don’t need to deny it; you’re handsome. Though people see you differently, just be who you are.” Linley wonders how those people will not pursue Callisto if he inherited his father’s looks as a child. That even a goddess would fall in love with him.

“That’s also what Stalin told me. You know, she’s alone again in our house. I’m thinking if Ruth can take care of her.”

Stalin again? Again and again? Linley secretly clenched her teeth. How dare she take care of her rival? She was really wrong to trust her. She could even go against her master’s will!

“You’re lulled? Is there something wrong?” Callisto asked.

“I’m just curious if Stalin, you know, a goddess, cursed her right? How could she get out of that curse?”

“I don’t know either. I can’t make myself believe that I’m in a fairy tale, that when I kissed her, the curse was destroyed.”

“Oh? Maybe you’re right. What if you decide to visit me later? Let’s have a good time with our friends,” Linley invited.

“But my father won’t let me. You know him, he seems to be a fish out of water every time I won’t follow his advice.”

“Don’t worry, I will ask him about it.” Linley touched and slightly massaged Callisto’s shoulder with her devilish intentions.

After a few moments of walking, Linley told Callisto that she would be there. She thought that a father’s sin is also a son’s sin. Callisto continued until he finally reached home.

“How was school, bro?” Ruth asked in a worried manner, although her brother hadn’t yet stepped on the floor of the verandah.

“Exhausting!” Callisto panted. He sat down on the floor and could almost lay down. His legs, he thought, would become bigger if he did this every day.

“And why didn’t you just wait for dad?”

“He told me he’s working extra hours today.” Callisto sighed. “Have you cooked for dinner? How about Stalin?”

“Yup. I also took care of your girlfriend. She’s been talking with me the whole day, and she’s taking a rest now.”

“What?” Callisto exclaimed and stood up. “Taking a rest?”

“Yup, she’s sleeping in your bed. Why? ”

“Ah… I thought she-never mind. Thank you, anyway.”

“Perhaps that’s just hunger. Come in, let’s get inside.”

Callisto gathered his belongings from the floor and followed his sister into the dining room. He was thinking, but he didn’t know what to do if his girlfriend died. He even thought of dying, but not her.

“My boyfriend is here!” Someone shouted.

Your boyfriend? Callisto turned back and saw Stalin holding an expérimented teddy bear. He stood up and walked towards her. He took her hand and led her to the table.

“There’s someone outside,” Ruth reported when she heard a doorbell. She jumped down the table when Callisto held the tips of her shirt.

“Let me have a look. Have your dinner first,” Callisto ordered. “Maybe it is dad!” He continued to the door and opened it.

“Hi,” the girl in flimsy clothes said, smiling.

“Linley?” Callisto queried. “What are you doing here?”

“Didn’t I tell you that I’d come here to invite you to have a good time?” Linley grabbed Callisto’s hand and pulled him out of the house.

“But. I haven’t even changed my clothes or eaten my dinner.”

“No more buts, let’s go to my friend’s house.”

The loud music and scrambling noises pierce the silence of the night. Callisto didn’t know that he had an outgoing friend, which made him think. How? Linley hadn’t been like this before.

“Let’s have a toast.” Linley gave him a glass of gin. “Cheers!”

As soon as time went by, Callisto could no longer hold the drunkenness. He didn’t know how many glasses of alcohol he had taken, but all he remembered was that Linley had done something.

As the night turned into day, Callisto was shocked to find himself barely lying on someone else’s bed. He firmly held his aching head, and he remembered what happened. That wasn’t right! He searched for his clothes when the door cried out.

“Good morning. Are you searching for this?” Linley asked while holding a sanguine jacket.

Callisto stood up and tried to get his jacket from her, but she threw it back to him, and so he chased it without his awareness that they were now both lying on it.

“Wanna do what we did last night again?” Linley whispered.

“What are you talking about?” Callisto queried.

“Don’t pretend that you don’t know. I know you were not that drunk, because you even have the strength to fight.” Linley smirked.

“What the hell!” Callisto sprang out of bed and put on his jacket.

“Oh come on, I know you love to do that with me.”

“Do that with yourself if you want, but I need to go to school.” Callisto opened the door and hurriedly went back home.

Linley smiled in her devilish manner as the obscure but explicit scene played in her mind. The way he would kiss her lips, she wanted to give everything to him; her neck, her breast, her navel, even her cleavage.