Chapter 14: The Subject of Love

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Frankie was tossing and turning in her bed on Saturday night. She couldn't get the thought of Wyatt and his skilled fingers out of her head. After letting him touch her and feel inside her body, she had prayed to God and asked for forgiveness. What she couldn't do was promise Him that she wouldn't do it again...

For that, she felt like an unfaithful sinner.

Knowing she wouldn't get a wink of sleep, she got up from her bed and opened the door of her room quietly. The lights in the house were off and the hallway was dark but she tip toed her way to Maddie's room and knocked on the door.

Maddie was lying awake on her phone with a movie playing on her television. She paused the tv at the sound of Frankie's gentle knocking and sat up in her bed.

"Come in," she sang as she placed her phone down.

Maddie smiled when she saw Frankie walk into her room. She was curious as to what she was still doing up and invited her to come sit on her bed.

"Can't sleep?"

Frankie shook her head as she folded her hands in her lap.

"Me neither," she chuckled. "This guy I met at the party is taking forever to text me back. I swear to God if I don't hear from him by tomorrow, I'm telling him to kiss my fucking ass. But anyways, what's keeping you up?"

Frankie began to pick at her fingers and chew on the corner of her lip. She didn't know if she should tell Maddie about what she let Wyatt do to her. Instead, she tried to remain as vague as possible and ask her a personal question.

"Maddie... have you ever had sex before?"

Maddie giggled at Frankie's question and sat up even more intently than she had before.

"Of course I have," she answered.

"What was it like?" Frankie asked.

Maddie rolled her eyes toward the ceiling as she thought about it in different ways.

"Hmmm, It depends."

"Depends on what?" Frankie looked at her confused.

"It depends on who you're having sex with. Every guy is different Frankie. If they're selfish, it's not all that fulfilling. If they're sweet, it's romantic. If they're rough, it's thrilling. If they don't know what the hell they're doing, well then it's just awkward and uncomfortable."

Frankie nodded her head as she took in Maddie's opinion on the subject. She wondered what kind of partner Wyatt would be. Would he be sweet and gentle? Would he be rough and forceful? She certainly thought he would know what he was doing but still, if she didn't know what she was doing, would it still be awkward and uncomfortable?

"Did you ever feel like you had to marry any of the guys you had sex with?"

Frankie was letting her mind run rampant as she hit Maddie with all of her questions. Maddie frowned and looked away from Frankie.

"Well... in 10th grade, when I lost my virginity to Davyon Brown, I was totally and completely in love with him. I thought I was going to marry him but it was just a stupid fantasy. I was just so obsessed with him."

"Because you had sex with him?" Frankie asked worriedly.

"Partly. That and the fact that I was in love with him before we ever did anything."

Frankie thought about whether or not she was in love with Wyatt. She wondered if Wyatt was in love with her. Then she wondered if any of that really mattered as she'd been throwing caution to the wind with everything else she'd done with him.

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