The Shy and the Popular

Chapter 11

Doesn't it sometimes feel so comforting to just lie cosily in your own bed, wrapped up in soft covers, all snuggled up. That's the case with me. Since last night, I've been locked up in my room, lying on my bed, forbidding anyone to enter my premises and drowning in solace. It's quite peaceful and if it was any other day, any other time, I would even go as far as saying that this is enjoyable; not today though.

My mother has been upstairs three times already, demanding my presence downstairs but she was left with silence and no choice but to return. I would not answer anyone, just lie there in silence, thinking. Guess that doesn't really leave you with many options if you happen to be the one knocking countlessly on the door of your teenage daughter's room.

To be honest, I feel like an idiot. The moment was perfect, the boy was perfect, the kiss...it could have been so damn perfect. And to think I ran away  because I got scared. Did I get scared of losing my virgin lips status? I wish I could say that, but then I'd be lying. No, I got scared of my haunting past, of what happened that night, not so long ago.

***

'I love you so so much Lily,' Mason whispered, his lips hovering millimetres above mine. His eyes are closed as his head leans forward towards mine. My arms are tangled in his hair; gripping tightly and his hands? Well, they are conveniently slipped under my dress.

If it was any other guy, I would have punched them square in the face but because it was my Mason, all I did was gasp. He may have taken that as a sign to continue as the next thing I knew was my bra slipping off, followed by my lacy dress. I wasn't ready for this! I tried to wriggle away and avoid him.

'Mason, no!' I shrieked, startling him. His eyes widened first in shock, then lust filled them as he smirked at me.'I'm not ready yet!'

'Oh trust me, you are and so am I,' he smiled dangerously. He proceeded touching me in every place, making me uncomfortable. 

This was not love; it was forceful. I closed my eyes and yelled loudly, 'Mason you're hurting me! 

He leaned forward and brushed his lips past my ears. 'Oh, but you are enjoying it.'

My fingers reached out and undid the lock on the car door and I jumped out, grabbing my ripped dress to cover my body and save at least a pinch of dignity. Then I ran for it.

***

My phone flashes and blares out my ringtone, successfully breaking the nightmarish memories of my past. I reach out to check the caller ID, hoping at the same time as being slightly scared that it's Carter: it's Vi.

'Hey Lils! How was the romantic date with Carter?' Vi asks in a cheery voice. I bite my lip and glance towards the window where the curtains are drawn tightly.

I needed to get over this fear I have of anyone kissing me. Carter was just about to kiss me and the only mistake was the location; his car. It was enough to trigger all the unpleasant memories. I need to tell myself that he won't repeat all of what Mason had done. Besides, Mason was in prison now. Taking a deep breath, I compose myself and put on a falsetto voice.

'Oh Vi, it was beautiful until... he wanted to kiss me,' I say. Vi goes silent on the other side, but there's nothing to worry about- no one knows about the Mason incident but my parents. This is just pure surprise.

'So, did it happen?' she asks mischievously after a long pause.

'Well, you see, I got a bit nervous and I- I ran away,' I finish stuttering slightly, wincing at just how stupid it sounded. No one runs away on their first kiss!