GONE

Four

Donald's POV
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I squeeze Mel in my arms. She's beautiful even when she first wakes up.
Her brown skin matching with mine as we're pressed against each other , long dark hair down her back, chocolate eyes.
We met originally when we were both at NYU. I was a junior and she was a freshman. We became friends through mutual ones that usually involved us all going to clubs on Saturdays . I used to watch her a lot. She was wild her freshman year , but what freshmans aren't , hanging with all the upperclassmen and trying all types of new things.We couldn't stand each other at the beginning , I couldn't take her wittiness and she couldn't handle my jokes. Though , I was the more shy timid one that kept to myself most the time.Then one night we were at this club called Invent ,where they just let anyone in with a fake ID ,  and we walked up to the bar at the exact same time . I bought a 2$ shot and she eyed me down til I finished it, then bought a 2.50$ shot. Needless to say we both tried to out do the other , spending nearly 100$ on shots and walking out sloppy drunk. Then the next morning after our hangovers had toned down we called a truce and became friends. I was becoming more attracted to her , going to see her on my own instead of only on Saturdays with our group. She kept me at distance though. Like I said she was wild , I knew she was fucking other dudes at the university, even some outside.It was just a recurring 3-4 , so she wasn't all over the place. I'd heard them talking about her. But I had no desire to get in her pants . And when she'd come back to my dorm drunk some nights and start to tear at my clothes I'd just roll her off me, telling her she didn't really  want me like this ..and that we were just friends and should keep it that way. 

Then she'd cry in her inebriation  and tell me how she really loved me. But I wouldn't respond . I'd just hold her until she fell asleep, heading off to my classes early that next morning.

We didn't date until 3 months later, when we finally told each other how we felt. And a few weeks after that I lost my virginity to her . Yes I was a junior in college.

"What we're you groaning for ? Is something hurting you ? Are you sore," I ask her," You want me to wash you?"
"Oh no," she flushes ," If I let you wash me I might want...other things."
I smirk. "Is that what you were thinking about?"
"Yea," she admits.
"You know woman, I'm starting to think your attraction to me is purely physical."
"No,no," she reassures me," it's just .. ugh you know."
I laugh. "I know."
And as I travel my hands down her stomach , I think about how I may never see her again.