The First Time.
It was the night after my graduation party I was walking home, walke of shame just without the shame. Hair in a messy bun, make-up all smudged , shoes in hand and clothes I don't recognize. My head was throbbing, the sun was burning my eyes and the cars driving and honking was not helping.
I was just about to enter the small apartment building when I ran into the mysterious man. Bumping into him, his touch made me instantly feel better, what was it about him? I thought to myself. He had mysterious dark eyes, with hair darker than his eyes. His smell was haunting, it felt like I was drifting away. Thinking off all of these things I never realied that I was sitting on the floor wth a dress so short it might as well been a shirt.
He extended his hand to me and said:
"I am so sorry I should probably watch where I am going."
I extended my hand to his, as they touched my whole body started burning up, like I jumped into a fire. I instanty let go and got up on my own.
"You don't need to apologize, I shouldnt just go running into places"
With that being said he gave me a sadistic smile and got into the fanciest car that I have ever seen in my life, and drove away like a maniac. I brushed the feelingsI had off and went upstairs to our small apartment.
As I walked into the door my mum and dad was acting suspiciously happy, like they just won the lottery. As I dare ask them about it, I was immediatly dissmissed and send to my room.
Falling asleep he was all I thought about.