False Hope | 18+

6: i know who he is

⋇⊶⊰ Violet ⊱⊷⋇

I stared at my reflection.

I have purple bruises on my skin, The stranger had used me as their canvas. As I remove the towel, I bite my bottom lip while examining the purple bruises on my breasts and up to my neck.

Sleeping with him was definitely a regrettable decision, but I can't deny that it was worth every moment. It has been a long time since I experienced any excitement or consequences in my intimate encounters. Just a casual one night stand with a man I will never cross paths with again. Plus, he is incredibly attractive and well-endowed.

Flashbacks from last night play in my mind as I claw at the flesh of my palm and groan in sexual frustration. Yesterday was exactly what I needed. A break from my own fingers and my vibrator but it wasn't enough.

Ugh! If only I got his name, it would be easier to get in touch with him. I would have stayed longer yesterday but I received a call from D and she was a mess so eventually they opened the door and I immediately made it my best friend duties to take care of my drunken friend. Her twin brother on the other hand?

He has his own friends.

And after taking care of D, I went back outside to check if he was there or his car but sadly he was gone.

A part of me was a bit bummed out that I'll never see him again knowing that he gave me the best orgasm that I've had in months.

I sigh, wrapping myself up and continued to do my makeup to cover up the bruises. Once I'm done I quickly get dressed and left my bedroom. I walk down the flight of stairs and enter the kitchen to find D sitting on a stool as she devoured a bowel of cereal.

"Take it easy D." I tease. She slowly lifts her head up as he watches me preparing myself a Greek yogurt bowel. "Where were you last night? After I showered you disappeared." I pause on my tracks for a beat before taking a seat besides D and placed the bowel on the counter. My cheeks heat up as I vividly remember the events that took place last night. I choke down my words before saying. "I went out for a smoke and got locked outside. But I was not alone." I muttered the last part. D sets down her phone slowly turning to face me. "Who were you with?"

I shrug before shoving a spoon full of yogurt and fresh fruits into my mouth. "You don't know?" she says out loud. I swallow and sigh. "Yeah, I don't, although we waited in his car for the storm to pass. Because neither of you fuckers answered your phones." I spat out annoyingly and continued to chow down on my breakfast, "Hey, hey Vi my phone was dead and I was drunk as shit. I barley remember last night." she protest and I wave her off. "And what do you mean by we?"

Shit.

I was planning on not telling her about my one night stand but clearly my big ass mouth had other plans. I could stab myself with this spoon on how talkative I could be at times.

"I wasn't locked outside alone. I was with some guy." I explain, sparing the details. She frowns her green eyes squinting in suspicion. "And you waited in his car during the storm?" she asks slowly and I nod.

A minute of silences pass by as Delilah tries to process the information I dropped on her. She catches me by surprise when she begins to sequel like a little girl. "Was he hot, oh my gosh how tall is he? Fuck did you guys devour the hell out of each other?" she questions and I purse my lips. "Firstly, he was okay looking." I stated not wanting to tell her how attractive this stranger was. "He is very tall and the last one I will not answer."