“I was at a party, I was with a girl. I didn’t know her that well; I’d met her a week before. I decided that I’d drive her home; at least she’d get home safely. At her house, she invited me in because her parents weren’t home.” He started, glancing at me before continuing. I knew where this story was going. I glanced at the girl, who was watching me with a smug look on her face. Did she want to hurt me?
“And when we woke up after, her parents cars were in the drive way and I had to jump out the window in nothing but my boxers, drive home, and then sneak in my window without being seen by my parents.” He finished, glancing at me as he continued. I’d kept my face emotionless, like my usual look, uncaring when in all reality- my insides felt like they’d been smashed with bricks.
‘I’d been h
