Simple Games

CHAPTER 10

Warm.

My mouth felt warm.

The feeling was odd. Something was in my mouth. It felt familiar yet foreign at the same time. I slowly opened my eyes at the weird feeling and nearly jumped at the sight.

It was Zach. He was on me. It was his lips that were on mine and the warm thing inside was his tongue. My heart jumped at the feeling and sight but my body froze at what was happening.

Please tell me this is a dream.

My eyes were wide open while Zach's were slightly opened. Even though they weren't that open I could still see how serious his expression was. My tongue played with his and for some reason I didn't completely mind.

I pushed Zach off of me at the thought.

As I pushed him I felt his bare chest against my hand feeling it was still a little wet. Fresh drops of water fell off of his wet hair and onto me leaving me to feel the cool water. I looked at him and noticed that he was only wearing his jeans. I tried to speak but nothing would come out.

What was happening? Why was this happening? How did this happen?

I had so many questions and no answers for them. In my silence Zach leaned back in but this time I was able to react fast enough to stop him.

"Z-Zach, what are you-"

Before I could finish he overpowered me and kissed me again, the feeling rougher than last time. He pushed down on me, making me feel his body against the thin fabric of my tank top. I didn't let the feeling linger as I pushed him again, this time sliding back against the wall behind me, breathing heavily. Zach looked down, his hair covering his eyes, some drops falling.

"Zach what are you doing? This isn't like you."

"I love you."

I froze hearing those words not wanting what I heard to be what I heard. I had to have misheard that. I mean, he was kind of whispering.

He's drunk.

This is all that's happening. He must be half conscious and acting on his drunk motives. He did say earlier that he was horny. That's all this is.

"Zach, you're drunk. You don't mean it."

"I do. I love you. Always have."

"But what about Emma? Weren't you-"

"I never loved her. It was always you. I just went out with her in hopes to forget you."

"What?"

"I've always liked you, but you never seemed to think of me in that way. And after what you told me before high school, our contract, I knew for sure that I wouldn't have a chance with you. So I went on with how I'm supposed to be and went out with Emma. I hated it. But every time we were together, I loved it."

"Zach, I don't understand. You're just drunk."

I was mainly saying this for myself to believe it. He was just drunk. I mean, he had to be.

Zach sighed as he crawled closer to me.

"If words won't get to you then I guess my actions will have to."

He leaned back in as if to kiss me again. This time I had nowhere to go and just watched him lean into me. I felt his lips softly caress mine and I couldn't hold back the moan that escaped my lips since this was after my first time. That kiss from earlier was my first one, and frankly, I don't mind that it was him. But still...