The Cabin Next Door

Chapter 13

"You can take a hot shower if you want to," He walks over and opens a door. "I have my own private one so you can use it for now."

"Thanks so much."

I go into the bathroom and he closes the door, I lock it as I do not know him well. I take all my soaking wet clothes and place them on the sink counter. For a little while, I struggled to figure out how to turn the shower on as it was not like ours. I was about to ask him how it works but he beat me to it by explaining through the door. I say thank you as I was able to get it running with some hot water. I stepped in and felt the hot water rush over my cold skin and I let out a groan of bliss.

"You ok in there?" He asked.

I slapped my hand over my mouth not realizing how loud I did that, "Sorry. It's just the hot water felt really nice on my cold skin." I chuckled nervously.

"Oh alright, just making sure you're not hurt. Take as long as you want, I won't rush you."

I washed my hair and body with whatever he had and I made sure to only use a little. I didn't want to use up a lot of shampoo on my hair since it was at my butt. So I only used enough just to lather and wash out the chlorine from the pool. When finished I just stood there silently crying that my crush now my boyfriend cheated on me with a so-called friend. I just let the water wash over me as I let it wash away my sadness and tears. I finished up after what I think was nearly thirty minutes in that shower.

I towel dry my entire body and try the clothes on. Struggling to not laugh as his clothes were massive on me. His shirt was like a dress and the basketball shorts were not staying up. I luckily had hair ties around my wrist so I use those to keep the shorts up. I use the other to tie my hair back to keep it out of my face.

"So um "too big" was an understatement for the clothes." I walked out and he burst out laughing falling back on the bed. "Yeah your stuff is massive on me, how big are you, like for real?"

"I'm six foot eight, how tall are you? Wait, I just realized, how old are you?" He shot up into a seating position looking concerned.

"I'm nineteen I swear, I'm old enough to get tattoos and old enough to legally drink. I am just a small fry at four foot eleven or what my friends like to call me snack size or fun size," I chuckle.

"You're not legal to drink yet," He looked at me confused.

"I'm Canadian, not American so yeah I can drink booze all I want, I just choose not to." I jump and sit on the bed, "Is it ok if I hide in here as I do not wanna go back downstairs."

"Sure, I can put a movie on if you like," He points to his massive flat-screen tv.

"Oh, do you have Van Helsing?" I get a little excited.

"Haha, you like werewolf and vampire movies I see." He chuckled as he got up from the bed and walked to the tv.

"I love fucking werewolves..." I pause as I catch what I said. "I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT," I hide my face out of embarrassment. "I meant to say, I love werewolf movies," I say into the pillow as I hear him laugh.

"No need to be embarrassed because of the slip of the tongue. We all do it now and again so it's ok," He said while still laughing.

I feel the bed dip and I hear the tv turn on. I peek over the pillow and see him laying in the bed with me then to the tv to see the movie menu. I hold the pillow to my chest as he hits play. I was kinda hoping he was gonna go back to the party and leave me here alone.

"Oh, would you like some snacks or a drink? I'm getting thirsty so I can grab you something." He asked as he got up from the bed and moved to the door.

"A soda would be nice and yeah snacks sound good, just nothing containing nuts please, I'm highly allergic."

"Got it, no nuts," He chuckled before he left.