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Fluid was leaking out between her thighs, and Camila scrunched her nose. She lifted her hand and brought it between her thighs, it was trembling. Adrien, seeming to notice her movement, turned his head toward her, watching that trembling hand. Whatever he was thinking, she wasn’t trying to finish herself off.
She touched the fluid between her thighs, then raised her hand, and she was shocked and revolted to find blood mixed in with Adrien’s semen.
“Oh,” Adrien murmured next to her, his voice sounding languid. “Sorry.”
She turned her head to him in disbelief. He clearly knew this was his fault, and even though he apologized, it sounded so flippant she couldn’t even take it seriously. Maybe her dreams made her expect too much, but dammit, she’d never met someone so selfish in bed. Sexually demanding wasn’t something new to her, considering her stupid ex, but Adrien was just completely insensitive, and didn’t even seem to realize he could have really hurt her.
And fuck, he didn’t even use a condom! She’d brought some herself, just in case, and now she would need to have herself checked because of the bleeding.
She wanted to get showered and out of there, but a shower would take too long. Feeling horrified and disgusted, she rolled over until her feet hit the ground, curling in on herself. She wasn’t even entirely faking the pain, maybe exaggerating a little. In that moment, she felt so used, more than when it had been Jordan doing the same to her for such a long time. He might have been a bastard, but at least he’d never hurt her physically in such a careless display.
Thankfully, the door she walked through did lead to a bathroom, she wasn’t sure since there was another through the living room, but that one only had a toilet and sink. This bathroom had a large tub that looked like it could fit about five people. Everything was pretty, but she couldn’t even take enjoyment from looking at it now. She grabbed a bunch of tissues. Not really the best, but she didn’t see towels. She got them wet under the tap, then wiped herself free of blood and semen.
When she got back to the bedroom, she felt a little less dirty. Adrien was still lounging on the bed, an arm behind his head, one of his knees cocked to the side, so the first thing she saw out of the bathroom was his flaccid cock, laying on his thigh. He didn’t even bother to clean up. Didn’t the blood even bother him? It wasn’t as if they had known each other that long, or knew that much about each other. What if she happened to have an STD? Or he did?
Fuck. I need to get to a hospital, quickly,she thought frantically.
“Adrien,” she called, keeping her voice low. “I don’t think I’m feeling too good.”
She was still curled over herself when he looked up and saw her. She made her way over to where she’d dropped her clothes with careful steps.
“What’s wrong?” Adrien asked with a frown.
Camila wanted to scoff. You really have no idea? But she controlled herself, made herself appear weak. She didn’t want to start an argument out here when she was in a hurry.
“I’m just feeling a bit ill,” she said insistently, pulling on her clothes and making it seem as difficult for her as possible. “I think I should head back to land. I couldn’t have stayed out here through the night, anyway. My mom is expecting me at home.”
“I have a medical kit,” Adrien said. “We can just see if there’s something you can use, it’ll take too much time to head back.”
“Please?” she said, seeing it as a last resort. “I probably need to stop by the hospital then go home.”
Adrien’s expression looked sulky, but he finally stopped looking so relaxed. He slipped off the bed, pulled on his clothes roughly, and left her alone in the room. He even slammed the door on his way out, and Camila didn’t know how to react, so she didn’t react at all.
Not long later, the boat moved, and she could feel it sway as he turned it around toward the docks so he could drop her off. She had been excited for this, but now she couldn’t wait to get off the damn yacht.
