s*x, Teenage Lies and Painful Crushes

Chapter Three - One Of Those Girls

My eyes had drifted closed sometime during the night and my body was still hauled in that warm protective ball against his chest as we both fell asleep.

I moaned twisting onto my side, squinting as the sun shone against my face and it was then that I became aware of the thumping in my head, the hammering coming from my brain and the weak pain around my muscles as I moved my hand over to my eyes.

“Crap,” I muttered feeling the full hang over from last night- “OH CRAP!”

My eyes flew open and I shot up straight in the bed staring at the wall to the front of me before jumping out and gripping the sheets to my body as I turned to see the other side of the bed . . . empty?

But it wasn’t a dream, there was no way that was a dream!

The pain that shot through my abdomen was proof. One of my hands wrapped around my stomach and I bent over slightly groaning out in pain at the sudden stabbing pain. My eyes narrowed in on the small patch of blood on the white sheets on providing further evidence of the events from last night.

Oh god! Kylee! What the hell did I do?

But something else was burning, something inside my ribs, my heart. Why wasn’t he here? Was I really that bad that he had to go?

“Hey.” My heart raced once again at the familiar voice itching closer and the sound of the bedroom door clicking shut. I looked up, my eyes widening at the sight of him.

His chest was on show, and his hair dripped with water as a thin cream towel was the only thing around his waist.

Awkward silence fell on us again and I averted my eyes still clutching the sheets to my chest as the pain began to ease but the pleasure of last night rushed back of what we had done, what I had allowed to happen.

Kylee . . . I slept with her boyfriend!

But he could have stopped it! I mean, I was completely drunk! He wasn’t that drunk! No . . . it takes two to tango. I was just as much at fault as he is.

What’s the use on blaming him though? I was part of it too and I-I slept with the boy I’ve been in love with for years . . . the boy who now is dating my sister.

“So, you’ll go home act like normal and not mention a thing to your sister, right?” Ok, now that was a bomb shell. But was it really? My head snapped up and just like that, my heart broke slowly crumbling to the pit of my stomach.

Out of everything that’s happened, I’d rather him continue to ignore me not knowing I exist then hear that.

“W-what?” I shuttered trying, begging that I had heard wrong. But what was I supposed to think? We were gonna be together suddenly? That I'd have a happy ending just because I gave myself to him?

“Wait . . . you didn’t think anything was going to . . . change, right?” His lips were tugged into a half smirk, and half panic. “I mean, last night was great but it was a mistake. You were out of your head and looking fine and, and Kylee wasn’t there, we both made a mistake. It doesn’t mean anything though.”

Tears were stinging the corner of my eyes and I felt as though everything was pushing down on me, my whole world slapping me at every angle, there was no way anything could form from my lips.

He must have seen because his smile died down and his eyes turned worried with a frown of confusion.

“Look, we didn’t know what we were doing I- what did you think?” another hit, another painful hit.

I felt ashamed, worse I felt dirty and used!

He took a step closer as I stumbled back catching the hint of pain in my eyes.

“Nancy-” but I reached down, grabbed the main clothing and ran, ran from the room and down the steps ignoring him as he ran out of the room after me. I managed to find a bathroom downstairs and locked the door falling against it, sinking to the ground as the tears poured.

I didn’t stop it! I didn’t even question it because I loved him! I thought by doing that, by allowing that to happen he’d see! That maybe he could want me back! But I gave it away, I gave my virginity away to someone who was thinking with their d**k and I was the next best thing!

My sister wasn’t there so he used me . . .

Worried! He doesn’t care about this! He’s too stupid to get what he’s done wrong! But it was the last part that hit the most. I made the biggest mistake of my life because I thought I was in love. Because I thought this life was a fairy-tale off the stupid movie screens.

Oh god, Kylee! I helped him, I helped him break her heart!

People, what would they think? What would she think? What would Jenna and Fred think?!

I wiped at my eyes and jumped to my feet pulling on one of the skirts and my bra and grabbing the jacket closing one button, enough to cover my bra before roughly putting my boots on and making a run to the front door.

I couldn’t tell her! It wasn’t right.

I’d gotten hurt because I was stupid, but I wouldn’t let her, I’d rather feel ashamed at myself then others feel it towards me.

One thing he’s lucky about,

I love him enough to lie for him. Or whatever f****d sense of warped love this is.,

But I was in shreds, as I ran home the pain of my lungs begging for air wasn’t enough to stop the bleeding inside. I know, if I loved my sister so much, I should be able to tell the truth but if they're meant to break up then they will, with or without my help . . .

I was angry, angry and broken hearted and I didn’t know what was worse.

He’d done something, something enough to make me hate him for life . . . but I couldn’t and that added to the hurt, I couldn’t hate him, not how I should anyway.

The minute I got to the door, I fumbled around in my pocket pulling out the keys and running inside, slamming the door shut as I made a run for the stairs.

“Nancy?” I ignored the deep confused voice walking out of the living room and just ran up the stairs and down the hall slamming my door shut and locking it as I ran to my bed and curled up in a ball, hoping that maybe if I close my eyes then it would all be a dream.

“Nancy! Hey open up!” My cousin’s voice broke through the door and I dug my face harder into my pillow trying to muffle my sobs as his hands banged against the door.

He was here, that meant my parents had left for a few weeks.

Toby was nineteen and came around to look after me and my sister when my parents needed to go, he was almost like our brother and spent most of his time round here but lately, things hadn’t been looking up for him.

“Nancy, where the hell were you last night!? Your parents would have killed me if they called and asked to speak to you!” Oh god! Please don’t talk about parents! That’s all I DON’T need now!

“She was at a party.” My sisters voice fluttered through and again my heart cringed at the images that flashed to mind. “Most probably meet a nice, handsome guy and stayed over in his bed.”

Little do you know sis, little do you know.

“Come on Toby, she’s fine.” Once I heard their footsteps drifting away, I got up and forced my legs to work, taking off last night’s clothes and pulling on a pair of boy blue shorts and a baggy red top on.

My skin had turned pale and all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and cry, cry until nothing was left, so that’s what I did, I crawled to bed and cried until my eyes closed and I was asleep.

**

By the time I had woken up it was almost nine and I pulled the covers back yawning before everything came back to mind and I felt sick, but I knew what I had to do. I had to act like nothing happened, like I was just some stupid loser on the side, a hot popular girls’ maid instead of her sister.

Don’t get me wrong though, my sister wasn’t evil, she was like my enemy and my best friend at the same time and that’s why this hurt a little more. The only family that understood me, I just hurt.

It was her job to do the sleeping, to be the heart breaker not mine.

I walked to my door and unlocked it and the minute I stepped out I heard various voices downstairs.

I picked a few out straight away, Kylee, Toby and Chase?

Chase was my sisters ex; they’d broken up about two weeks ago and I knew he was best friends with Toby, but I didn’t think he’d be round here so early after breaking up!

Taking a deep breath, I made my way downstairs, popping my head into the kitchen to see it empty and then bounced into the living room.

Maybe avoiding my sister for a while would have been better . . .

The room went silent and everyone’s eyes fell on me and at that minute, my cheeks burned red and my knees went weak.

Toby and Chase were sitting on the couch opposite from Kylee and . . . and Aiden.

“Um, hi?” I whispered, my eyes catching with Aiden’s for a second. His arm was around Kylee’s and the feeling of his around mine came back making the whole night before almost too painful to lock away, but I managed it and I forced a smile tearing my eyes from his. “What’s up?”

I sat down on the sofa between the other two sofas with one leg under me staring at the TV.

“Nothing, mum and dads out so I thought why not have some friends over.” I looked over at my sister and I saw her green eyes flutter slightly, yep she was uncomfortable with Chase and by the judge of his jaw being clenched, so was he!

But trust me, no one was as uncomfortable as much as me and Aiden at that moment.

“You can call Jenna or Regan if you want?” PERFECT!

Before Kylee was able to breathe, I was up on my feet and running up the stairs glad to be as far away from Aiden as possible, my eyes were blurring up too quickly.

I closed my door with my foot and dug around for my mobile, texting Regan and Fred and then calling Jenna.

“WHERE THE HELL WHERE YOU!?!” I had to pull the phone from my ear for a second at the scream.

“Jenna, can you come around for a few nights?”

“Not until you answer me! You had me worried sick! And then you only decide to call now!?!”

“I’m sorry, something . . . something happened and-”

“O.M.G! A guy! It has something to do with a guy! You did it didn’t you?! Don’t try and lie to me sister, I can tell!” again, my eyes fell to the floor and that all too familiar pain shot back in action.

“Jenna please just-” my voice croaked and broke as tears let lose down my cheeks and then I was sobbing into the phone.

“Babe! Don’t cry! Oh crap! I’m sorry I didn’t mean too- what happened?”

“Just come please?”

“Yeah, yeah I’ll be straight over!” The phone went dead just as I reached a text from Fred saying he couldn’t make it and that Regan was ill. The only one who was left to text was Joey and Adel who both said they’d be over.

I crawled over to a corner near my wardrobe and did the only thing I could.

I cried.

I pulled my knees to my chest and dug my face into them and cried.

Acting normal with him wasn't easy, but I'd have to do it, but it just hurt so much! Why did I let that happen? Why was I so stupid. This isn’t love, its nothing but a stupid girl’s infatuation. I let him use me, I allowed myself to become one of those girls and in the process, stabbed my sister in the back.

Kylee must have caught a glimpse of my eyes before I ran up because a few minutes later my door opened and someone was sitting next to me, their arms wrapping around my shoulders pulling me to their chest as I sobbed soaking them as they held me.

Their fingers stroked my hair back and when I was finally able to stop, I felt them tense next to me just as quickly as she started, almost like she wasn’t sure what to do or feeling awkward.

I pulled away after a while looking up but finding it wasn’t Kylee, it was the complete opposite.