The Deadly Mistake

intro. five

A few days passed, sitting in my room pondering the words that lingered in the air. Every word sounded so sharp to me, the light seeped through my curtains, lighting the room just enough to see everything. I was not sure whether i should take up the chance to be happy. I was young, i was naive, I was Stupid. I wanted more than anything to mean something to somebody, i did not care who that somebody was. Chris was the one man in my life who had made me smile, and hurt at the same time. I rolled myself off the bed, and set my feet on the cold hard carpet, and shuffled my way to the bathroom.  I turned the shower on and began stripping my clothes. starting with my shirt, i slowly raised it off my body, and looked at myself in the mirror nailed to the wall. 'god, your worthless.' i stripped the rest of my clothes off and stepped into the hot water falling from the faucet head. The steam had filled my lungs, making it a bit harder to inhale. I stood there for a moment. 'what do i have to loose?' i rinsed myself off and stepped out, wrapping a warm towel around my body. my feet shuffled back into the bedroom where i grabbed my phone, and dialed his number.

"hello?"

"hey it's me, come get me in twenty minutes!"

his breath shortened a bit, followed with a chuckle. "ill be right there boo." the phone clicked, and there was silence. Was i about to regret what tonight had to bring?... probably. my eyes shifted over to my closet where i began to examine every article of clothing i owned, to modest, ugly, to long, i came upon a black button down shirt, with just enough cleavage to drive a man crazy. I slipped a pair of my sexiest panties onto my freshly shaven body, along with a pair of dark red shorts. It's a rare occasion when i take time to pick out a decent outfit. I grabbed the brush and ran it through my sopping wet, Burgundy hair. Outside a car pulled onto my street, and a horn sounded from the front door. I ran into the entry way, slipped on my black flip flops, and skipped Merrily to his small tan truck, throwing myself inside the passenger seat. His brown hair covered a portion of his face, but nothing could hide the smirk he had. "you look, incredible!" his hand slowly reached over to my leg, sliding up to my inner thigh. Butterflies erupted in my stomach, my heart started pounding. My eyes shifted over to his, and i smiled. "yes, i'll be your girl, one more time." his body leaned over and he kissed me gently on my forehead. the smell of sweet, sweet cinnamon filled my nose as he began to sit back. The truck began to move slowly down the street. "where have you been the past four days?" curiosity filled his question to a point. I fiddled my fingers and smiled at him, "just relaxing."

we rolled to a stop and i hopped out, running up the porch steps to his oddly large house.Sarah came running towards me, sniffing me and nudging me. I reached my hand down and scratched her back and behind her ears, just the way she always loves it. as i stepping in the smell of marijuana severely overwhelmed me. The Chris i know, absolutely does not smoke. Not minding the rancid smell, i ran up the steps, into his room and plopped on his bed, waiting for him to come in behind me. Just as i knew it would happen, he gradually made his way in, and shut the door behind him.  in one fluent motion, he slid over to me, and set his body on top of mine. Our hearts were beating in the same fashion, one thump at a time. His breaths were short and shallow as he moved his head towards mine and our lips joined in as one.I moved my hands up his back, pulling his plaid shirt over his head, revealing his fit, tan body. He pulled his head back and laughed at me, "are you intentionally doing this?" with no answer i pulled him back down and kissed him again. His coarse fingers ran down my stomach as he unbuttoned my shirt and began to kiss my body. "god your beautiful." I smiled and began to unbutton my pants. "stop." he grabbed my hands and looked at me with his exhilarating eyes, "you don't have to do this." I sighed and smiled at him, pulling him closer to me.

"i want to." i finished unbuttoning my pants and he slid them off my body, our bare skin formed together, everything felt oddly right for once. I slid my hand into the waste of his pants and pulled them off his body, and threw them on the floor next to the bed. he grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him and began to kiss me slowly. "god I Love you." His hand glided down my stomach and onto my panties where he tore them off my body, and history was made. I have never felt that close to anybody in my life, I know for a fact i loved this man. we had made love numerous times before we both got tired. we lay there in his bed, covered in blankets, pressing our nude bodies against each other. his arm was reached around my waste, pulling me closer to him. His heart beat pounded into my back. Steam had completely covered his windows, and the room smelled of vigorous sex. I no longer held on to my virginity, i had made love to the most important man of my life.