After closing my eyes for 2 hours and barely sleeping, my forearm reached its peak sensation of pain. Our cat attempted to mitigate the pain by sleeping beside me but her effort was futile. Now that I am no longer in a state of anxiety, the pain burned my skin and it felt like my forearm was being fried. The sensation was the exact opposite of the orgasmic feeling I felt when I made those strokes of red.
It was 8 AM and I had a forum to attend. The forum was a requirement for student organizations so I had no choice but to attend as I was representing my fraternity. After taking a quick and painful shower, I dressed up as I normally would; I wore my jeans and a faint collared shirt. I arrived at the venue for the forum and I was welcomed with judging stares. Although the painful stares pierced my skin, the pain of my left forearm was still unbearable. With bloodshot eyes and a red forearm, I acted normally and found myself a seat. After 2 hours of listening to useless information, I finally went home to rest as I had no class for the rest of the day.
I woke up to the sound of my ringtone; My then girlfriend was calling me on Messenger. Everything was going well, we have moved on from our previous fight and we even had a video chat. I faced the my phone's camera to our cat so she could see her. It was too late, the camera accidentally caught a glimpse of my red forearm and my girlfriend saw it. She was shocked by the sight of my forearm. Tears came running to her rosy cheeks as a stare at the phone's screen. There were no words after she asked me, "What's that?". I immediately dropped the call.
(End of Part 2)
