Chapter 11- Part 2
"My eyes slowly opened, and it took a minute to recognize where I was. I didn't move a muscle I just looked around and let my memory come back. I was in a deep sleep, the orgasms he gives me, knocks me straight the fuck out.
y'all ever get fucked so good that after you get worn out, and come back to reality. you like, 'what the entire fuck happen..?' you ain't gotta be drunk or nothing. you just be out of it? well yeah, that's me. I was definitely having a sex hangover.
It finally came to me where I was, and what had happened, I tilted my head up as it laid on Jays chest, he was still sleep. his arm was wrapped around me tightly, and my body was damn near on top of his, not literally but half way. it felt so good to be in his arms and embrace as tight as I was.
I couldn't front, I was so drained, and my body was weak. but I felt so good. I was freshly fucked and fucked right at that, it was so hard not to want this. and it also felt good to know you like a person and they feel the exact same way. the only thing that I couldn't get over is that, we go back to school tomorrow literally, and here we were cuddled up on a Tuesday night.
I Shifted my body slowly and gently, I really didn't want to wake him up. but the way he was holding me, it damn near was impossible. he didn't fully wake up, he just shifted himself a little bit so he can get comfortable again. I sighed in relief. I looked at his clock on his night stand it was after 11pm. we slept the rest of the damn day away considering how I got to his house at 2pm, and was trying to leave by 3pm so this very thing didn't happen.
I tip toed to his bathroom. which was spacious as hell. And beautiful might i add. with his stretch glass and marble shower, his long jacuzzi round shaped tub, he had his and hers sinks, with navy blue, and black decorations. I quickly spotted the toilet and let loose. by time I was done I couldn't even find the handle.. damn toilet didn't even have one. simply a button.
after sitting there for a while letting myself really just dissect everything that just happened.
I. Beyonce Knowles. Just fucked my TEACHER two days in a row, unprotected though.
before I knew it my eyes began to swell up with tears. what the hell was happening to me? was I really being emotional over this? I mean it's a big deal and all, because what if I get pregnant or what if someone finds out, or what if I fall in love with him and he breaks my heart like Rodney did or some shit? I was an emotional wreck, and this was completely out of my element. I hated the situation, I hated myself for letting it get this far, I don't know why I couldn't stop it. or why I wouldn't be able to stop it if it happened again, my brain began to ramble, and tears just began to cloud my cheeks. just like I didn't have the will power to stop Jay. I couldn't stop these tears. I sat on his toilet completely naked for at least 15 more minutes before getting up, and cleaning my face up.
I was completely lost, I didn't know what to do anymore. He had me tripping and we haven't even been seeing eachother more than a month. I wonder if it had something to do with how good the sex was, and him being the only person to make me feel as good as he did. that's the only thing that could come to mind. cause other than that, I don't think it's that serious to be crying over. I just was feeling weird, but I left it alone.
I walked out the bathroom and he was still asleep, his T-shirt sat at the edge of the bed, and I snuck it to put it on. it stopped right below my ass cheeks, I couldn't find my underwear for shit, everything was dark and such a blur. my body was sore, and weak. I didn't even care no more, I walked out of his room, and quietly found my way down stairs.
Kelly was gonna kill me, here we were yet again. all I could do was shake my head, I hope her black ass answered, cause I surely could use a person to talk too. I remembered my phone and purse was left on the counter, so I went straight to that.
