A Taste Of Oblivion : The Short Comings Chronicles VOL1

STUPID PEOPLE : PT3

"OH MY GUCCI, I can't believe you had sex with him you whore," Liz said dramatically as she fell on her back on my bed fanning her self with her always-in-the-bag-tea-spill-fan she has multiple fans for multiple occasions but this is her favourite, like I said always one for the dramatics

"You don't own any Gucci,"I say laying slowly sitting beside her

"That's besides the point," She says giving me a pointed glare, we just stay like that for a while, laying down beside each not saying anything as I'm sure she's still processing all of this, I mean I still am too and I don't know what will happen after this but as far as my knowledge of one night stands goes, this is the end and nothing more will come out of this but I do expect him telling or more-so threatening me not to tell anyone, as do every "straight" or DL guys that sleep with gay, as if we go around announcing that, gosh guys are so dense sometimes,

"So what are you going to say the next time you meet him, which is tomorrow by the way, IN CLASS!"

She says sitting up and raising her voice after each word till she loudly sighs and continues to fall back and fans her self more rapidly, any faster now and I'm sure her wrist would split in half and I'm sure if it was me my writs would just walk away on their own accord from the torcher by now,

"So what are you going to do," she asked still fanning her self and I ran my hands through my curly hair, I don't know what to do, I didn't know there was something I could do, I've never spoken to this guy in my entire life but last night we had sex and as much as I'd say I want nothing to do with him after this I'd be bluntly lying,

"I don't know Liz, maybe ignore it, I don't even know the guy,"

"Maybe you could, what if he's you're soulmate S?" I snort and nearly laugh, soul mate?

"How very dare you Liz," I say holding my laughter in with a fake British accent,

"Okay I'll admit that was a bit corny even for me," she says before we both launch into fits of laughter,

"Okay, Okay enough with the jokes let me leave you to it, I have a hair appointment in about 20 minutes and you deciding to stay in the bathroom for more than two hours cut our spending time short, think about what you'll say to him tomorrow but if it were up to me, let it go one night stands are called ONE night stands for a reason, bye," she said quickly as she leapt of the bed and closed my apartment door in a rush, I swear that girl has too much drama for her own good but she was right, if I knew what was good for me I'd stay away, I don't even know his sexuality, whether he's gay, bi, pan, trans or more, plus knowing myself I won't talk to him again, we don't even have much in common.

I guess I didn't know myself like I said I do cause here I am, Monday after Mr Mbuleka's class waiting for Dakota cause he said to wait for him, gosh I'm so stupid,

"Hey Siyabonga, right?" cue the track cause my heart leaped out of my chest the moment I heard him say my name, even though he pronounced it wrong I found it right,

"argh snap out of it, you're here to talk to him not have sex with him again"

My brain says as I find fault in myself even being affected by him saying my name, it just a name, it's just a name I chant in my head hoping he doesn't mention anything about yesterday, heck maybe he's forgotten and is just here to ask for my notes in class, yeah sure maybe thats it I will myself to believe,

"So about last night..." he says hesitantly trailing off and all my mind things about is he's going to say it's a mistake so let me say it first to save myself from the hurt and rejection,

"It was a mistake?" I say almost making it sound like a question, testing to see if he agrees with my, testing to see if he'll say it with me but as I look into his eyes an emotion I don't recognise passes by so quick to even think it was there would be ludicrous,

"Uhm, s-s-sure," he says scratching his head as his blond hair falls over his forehead and I want nothing but to brush my hands through it, feel it in my palms, I don't know if he can tell if I still want him or not but he doesn't comment on that but says something I didn't expect,

"But I think I left my belt at your place," he says averting eye contact, not that I wanted him to look at me cause I'd go into cardiac arrest right there and then with the way my heart was beating and I'm not sure if it's me wanting him to go there again or what cause I cleaned my room and made it void of any Dakota smell or sex smell but I allowed myself to say sure and led him to my car as we drove my apartment, this felt familiar but what was different was that I wasn't drunk, he wasn't drunk and we weren't in the backseat of an Uber almost having sex there giving the driver soft-core porno which I'm slight embarrassed thinking about, highlight slightly,.

I was nervous but didn't let that show as the 10 minute drive was spent in awkward silence and sexual tension? I'm not sure but I'm sure he felt something but did I and it was suffocating, maybe it was only physical. We arrived at my place as we got in the living room he shocked me, before I could even offer him anything to drink, he attacked my lips with a kiss so hungry it was as if he wanted to prove something, maybe to make me eat my words of saying this was a mistake, maybe this was another one night stand, maybe this was another drunken but sober mistake, maybe just maybe this was something more and I should stop it but I didn't, I kissed him back almost immediately, he smiled as we kissed leading me to the bedroom that he was in a day ago and I followed, I should've stopped him, my mind was telling me no but my body was telling me yes and before I even knew it, I had sex with Dakota Peters again and I was sober as a judge but drunk enough on lust, damn I was fucked, again.