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Demi

Nick's hands began to get a little rough as he attempted to rid me of my jeans. His mouth was lightly sucking on my neck, the feeling after a while just started to hurt, it was no longer enjoyable. I tried to wriggle myself from beneath him but it didn't seem to faze him as he just unfastened my jeans and tried to push them down my legs.

"No, Nick" I shoved at his shoulders.

"Aww, come on, Babe" he whispered into my ear as he slid his hand into my panties.

"Nick, I don't want to" he huffed as he rolled off me and slumped down on the bed beside me.

"You're such a fucking tease, Demi" he pushed himself off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. I quickly wiped the fallen tear from my cheek and shuffled myself up the bed, readjusting my shirt and fastening my jeans back up.

I may look like one of those girls who has already 'done the deed' but I haven't and I don't yet want to. I don't feel ready too. I don't want to give away something that I was always taught to cherish. I was always taught to save it until I found someone that I truly loved and I don't think that person is Nick. I don't want to give him what my mom used to call 'my most prized possession.' I don't know why she called it that but it's always kind of stuck with me.

"There's a party tonight at Alex's, you coming?" I jumped at the loudness of his voice as he stepped back into my room.

"Erm...No" I surprised myself with that answer. I've never turned down the opportunity to party.

"You serious, Babe?"

"Yeah, I-I don't feel like partying."

"What the fucks gotten into you? It's Saturday and you don't want to go out partying" I just shrugged.

In all honesty, what Ms Martel said to me has been going around on a loop in my head. 'You can be so much more, Demetria.' Like, what the fuck does she mean by that?

"I just don't feel like partying tonight."

"Whatever, it's your loss. I'll see you at school on Monday."

"What about tomorrow? You said you would come over?" this was when his lips twitched into a smirk.

"If you want to see me tomorrow, come to the party tonight and be a good little girl" my eyes narrowed. No way am I backing down. No way am I letting him win. My mom didn't raise me to be a weak ass bitch and give men what they want.

"I guess I'll see you Monday then" I watched as his jaw clenched. His hands clenched into fists and he released a very long breath. I got a little satisfaction out of his reaction. He expected me to back down and now he's pissed because I didn't.

"See you Monday" he hissed before he headed straight from my room without a backwards glance.

Our relationship used to be so cute. We started dating in 9th grade and it was all hearts and rainbows but now that life is getting in the way, so many things are coming to light. The relationship isn't as cute as I first thought it was. And after my lecture from Ms Martel, I'm starting to think that I want so much more from my future, more than what Nick can give me.

Riss💞: So party tonight at Alex's!! You in??? 😜😜

Me: No! I'm not really in the party mood! Sorry Babe 🥺

I sent the message as I climbed from my bed and headed into my closet. I grabbed out a change of clothes that consisted of a sweater and a pair of silk shorts. I headed back into my room just as my phone lit up with a notification.

Riss💞: 😔😔😔

I lightly rolled my eyes and then another message popped through.

Riss💞: You fancy a girls night then?? Is your dad in??

Me: No! He's on a business trip for the weekend!! I'm totally down for a girls night. I need it honestly 😂😂

Riss💞: I'll be over in 20! I need to grab snacks 😻😻

I locked my phone and went back to getting changed. I dropped my clothes into the hamper and then headed downstairs so I was ready for when Marissa got here.

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"Nick wants to have sex" I spoke as I leant to grab a chip from the packet that sat on the coffee table.

"And you don't want too?" I glanced to Marissa with a shake of my head. "Then don't, he shouldn't be pressuring you" she spoke as she shoved a handful of popcorn into her mouth.

"You've lost it, haven't you?" her eyes met mine as she nodded. "Does it hurt, like the first time, does it hurt?"

"It's different for everyone, Dem, but it was a little painful" I glanced down at my hands as I picked at my nail polish. Marissa continued to munch on the popcorn as she watched me. "Are you okay, Babe?" I released a sigh and shrugged.

"I don't even know whether I like Nick anymore" I glanced to Marissa as her mouth dropped and I giggled because of the fact her mouth was full of popcorn. She clamped her mouth shut and slowly began to chew, staring at me with such intent as she waited for me to explain. "I know everyone thought that Nick and I would be like high school sweethearts and remain together until we were old and grey but I don't see that. There's so much more to life then high school, Riss. I'm starting to actually think about my future. I'm starting to care about more than what everyone in high school thinks of me. I mean, how disappointed do you think my mom is of me?" Marissa removed the bowl of popcorn off her lap and shuffled closer to me.

"Your mom would be so proud of you, Babe. It's good that you're starting to think about the future. We're finishing high school in less than 5 months."

"I don't even know what I want to do with my life, Riss."

"You'll figure it out. For now, let's just binge on sweets and soda and watch movies that will make us cry" I giggled and nodded my agreement, cuddling into her as she grabbed the tv remote and the bowl of popcorn.

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