ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ | ʙ.ᴇ.

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ғɪᴠᴇ

then

I woke up in my bed alone, and naked. I sat up slowly looking around my room for another moving body. I found none. Damn this isn't how I imagined my first one night stand.

I slipped out of my bed searching for something to cover my body. Like this wasn't my home. As I was looking I heard my front door open and close. I was sent into panic. I rushed through my room and to my bathroom. I wanted to avoid the awkwardness.

I turned on the water to take a shower. Maybe she'll think I'm in the shower and leave. I didn't know why she was back. The one night stands I've heard about usual ends and the person leaves, never turning back.

Once I was done with my shower which I dragged out purposely, I got dressed and stepped into my living room. Billie was there. The TV was on but she was on her phone. I quickly looked at her trying to think of something. Do I just kick her out or?

I cleared my throat causing her to look up. She smiled brightly. "Okay, I know I left suddenly and I don't want to make this akward. I'm waiting for the police to move a tree bark from in front of my car then I'm gone." I smiled before laughing a little. The panic in her eyes was hilarious.

"Plus, I got you a breakfast sandwich as a pace offering of last night. We don't have to talk about and we can move on from it. Deal?"

I nodded. "Deal."

I looked behind me at the table and saw a bag. I opened it and saw the breakfast sandwich. "Thank you." I said while pulling the aluminum foil wrapped object out of the brown bag. I turned and hopped onto my table, facing the girl I slept with. My mind was weary of last night but I could've swore she had a dick.

I wasn't too affected by it because I knew intersex people existed but I have never came into contact with someone woth the gene until now. I bit into my sandwich, chewing slowly as I watched Billie. She looked at me like she knew what I was thinking.

She avoided my gaze.

"I didn't tell you because I didn't expect to sleep with you." So much for not talking about it. I simply shrugged whlie taking another bite of my food. "I'm not judging you."

I really wasn't. It didn't make her any different of a person in my eyes. The silence engulfed us as it had last night. There wasn't any sunlight outside. Dark clouds decorated the sky as it had yesterday. And raindrops still trickled down my window.

We made small talk for the past 30 minutes as we waited for her car to be in the clear. When she eventually left I didn't get her number or anything, but I would say it was for the best. Our presence only reminded us of what happened last night. We didn't need that.

And for us to move past it is for us to not speak. And we did just that.