Undesirable

Chapter 2

I laughed again, smiling at him, "Sucks I missed it."

I take my last sip of my last drink of the night. "You could find out, only if you wanted to." He smiled. He finishes what was in his cup, and sat closer to me. "I haven't ever had such an easy conversation with a girl before. It always feels forced, but with you, it feels like it's natural, Tessa."

I smiled at him, I feel liberated, free, like I could do anything. I've already broken some rules why not break one more. "I don't think I want to miss the opportunity—" he interrupted what I was saying, kissing me.

My first kiss.

He slipped his tongue in my mouth as our tongues fought for dominance. The music drowned out and everyone in the room with us, disappeared. It was just me and Collin. Did I forget to mention what his name was?

He had dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, he was 21 years old, in school to be a cop. He was dreamy.

He's my first kiss.

He broke the kiss, grabbing my hand taking me away from the building. We walked down the steps, the cold air feeling so good on my body as the heat rises. His hands feel so great in my own hand.

He opened the door of, what I am assuming, is his jeep. Lifting me up slightly into the vehicle walking around and opening his door getting in. "Might not be a bed but it'll work." He placed his hands inside of my leggings. This feeling was very foreign to me. I've never masturbated before but his hands now feel amazing down there instead of my hand. I never told him I was a virgin. I can't believe I'm doing this.

That feeling is back.

"Don't stop." I said. I really couldn't get enough.

The whole night went that way.

I lost my virginity.

I never told him that whole time. He was gentle like he already knew. But that feeling was the best thing I've ever felt.

We fell asleep in his Jeep, and I woke up when the sun rose. My head was pounding, the alcohol caught up to me and the night was partially a blur. I looked to my left, and there Collin was, peacefully sleeping next to me.

It was a great night. Memorable, and amazing, so exotic.

But it was so wrong of me. I slept with someone and someone I barely know at that.

I slowly opened the door of the jeep, grabbing my sweater, phone and car keys. As I was exiting I missed my footing and fell straight to the ground. I had no time to think about the pain I was in, I just had to keep moving. It's weird, after losing my virginity last night; I feel like a different person.

I feel liberated.

I walked up to my car where Sydney was waiting on the outside steps, her face stained with mascara. When she saw me she looked up, and instantly ran towards me. "Where the f—k have you been!" She yelled, "I've been up all night looking for you, I thought someone kidnapped you, T!"

I unlocked the car doors by clicking the button on the key, letting Sydney in too. "I was drunk." Was the only thing I mentioned, "I don't remember." I smiled.

God, another lie.

She just stared at me, no words, it was super awkward. "There's something different about you." She blurted.

I turned the car on, and put it in reverse. I needed to get out of here, I don't want to see the mistake I made. But God was it a great mistake. I've never felt so liberating.

"Nothing is different about me. Other than the fact that I'm dead when I get home. I forgot to check in with my parents."

She laughed knowing my punishment was probably something small, but I know at home, my parents are freaking out thinking I probably died in a car accident or was kidnapped. Nothing with them is simple, it's always tragic. Ever since my brother Jason was killed in a car accident a couple years ago, they've have been so much more uptight with events like this. I don't blame them since it was his best friend that was behind the wheel in another car drunk.