Grow To Love You

Chapter 36: Something New

"Hey Nic, Chris and Chyna went a while ago and I'm of back to Kayden's now," Rihanna came over and told me.
"Alright, I'll see you later," I smiled before getting up and hugging her.
"Will do," She turned away and walked off with some guy. I sat back down next to Paisley and a few other girls that had joined us, Freja, Jayne and Hannah.
"Hey Nic, you wanna come back to mine?" Freja asked me.
"Sure but not right now," I accepted.
"Cool, cool, we'll go when everyone else goes...my house is empty," She whispered that last bit in my ear. I was confused at first but then I realised.
"Oh no, I'm no-" I got cut off.
"Yo who has a roll?" Freja asked. I shut my mouth and pushed the thought to the back of my head.
After about an hour, almost everyone had gone and I was smashed. I could barley walk in a straight line. Freja wasn't too bad, still drunk but she managed to help me walk back to hers after leaving Paisley, Jayne and Hannah at the top of their street.
"I am fucked up!" I giggled as Freja unlocked her door.
"Yo you sexy tho," She bit her lip before shutting the door behind us.
"Oh really?" I winked before I hobbled/ran through her house trying to find the kitchen. "You gotta smoke?" I asked her.
"Yeah, I got a 50g upstairs. I'll go roll some," She smiled, holding her hand out which I gladly took a hold of. "I am straight fucked up! I haven't drank that much in a while," Freja laughed as we ascended the stairs up to her room. She pushed open the door and flicked on the light. Her room was quite plain, white walls, cream carpet, sliding mirror doors for her wardrobe covering the whole right side of her room. Her bed seemed very low, a double mattress centred against the right wall, raised up a couple feet on the plain white bed frame. There were a few clothes scattered around as well as CDs and random items but not messy. She pulled off her hoodie and threw it into the corner of her room. It was only then I saw her for the first time. Her hair was long, dark brown, falling around her slightly tanned face, a few freckles dotted around her cheeks. Her eyes were a deep green colour, surrounded by long thick eyelashes. She was beautiful. Even in her plain white Asylum Industries shirt and black skinny jeans, she looked amazing. Although her body wasn't as curvy as mine, she still had a great figure. She was quite skinny, I could tell by the way the shirt hung off her shoulders.
"Wanna watch a movie?" She asked opening  her mirrored doors to reveal a TV hidden inside.
"Netflix and chill," I winked as I put my bag down at the foot of the bed before taking my jacket off and laying back on the bed.
"Of course," She smirked back at me before turning on the TV. Once the TV came on, she turned it to Netflix and started scanning through movies. Meanwhile, I grabbed a bottle from my bag and took a swig as I felt myself sobering up. I set it on the stand next to her bed and spotted her 50g. I picked it up and took her papers and filters out her pocket. "You best not be thieving," Freja warned jokingly.
"Sorry officer," I smirked as I pulled open the pack. Now, I had never rolled backy before plus I was drunk so I do not know why I thought it'd be a good idea for me to roll. "Shit!" I'd tipped all the backy out the tool onto her bed before I could seal it.
"Well done dickhead," She giggled as she wiped the bed and put it back in the pack. "Let me roll babe," She whispered in my ear before lightly kissing my neck. I bit my lip as she moved to the other side of the bed and began making some rolls.
"Orange is the New Black! Yes then lads!" I exclaimed as I heard the opening song come on. We both sang along drunkenly, probably waking up the neighbours. "What about your neighbours? They gonna be pissed!" I laughed.
"No one lives in the house this way next door and the other next door doesn't care," Freja shrugged before sealing the second roll.
"Decent," I placed the roll between my lips and lit it. Passing the lighter to Freja, I laid back on her bed, tapping the ashes out in the ash tray beside me. "You're real beautiful you know," I spoke, breaking the moment of silence.
"I could say the same about you, but also that you sexy as hell," She winked at me.
"Haha, I am beyond sexy! I am the queen of sexy!" We broke out into laughter before calming down to finish our rolls. I don't know if it was because I was drunk or if I was just craving someone but after I put out my roll, I scooted closer to Freja and pulled her lips toward mine. She instantly attacked my lips as I pulled her closer to me whilst she squeezed my ass causing a moan to escape my lips. I'm not gonna lie, this felt good. With another burst of confidence, my fingers danced down her front and began to unbutton her jeans. I could feel her hips bucking against me as I slipped my fingers into her damp underwear. I had no clue what I was doing. "I have no idea what I'm doing," I giggled softly into our kiss as I pushed my fingers through her folds.
"Just do what you would like," She moaned, still moving her hips toward my hand. I moved my fingers, slowly at first, in and out of her small opening before moving my thumb in circles on her clit, raising her pleasure. "Fuck!" She moaned as she grabbed her small breast through her shirt. I pushed up her shirt and used my free hand to play with her nipple. "Oh yes!!! Fuck!" I felt her tighten around my fingers and she shook. I didn't stop there. Pulling her jeans and underwear down, I placed her legs on my shoulders as I began to push my tongue into her. "Oh...my...fuck!" She exclaimed as I felt her move away. I grabbed her thighs and held her in place as I inexperiencedly   moved my tongue around her vagina. I could feel her hands grab at my hair, pulling me further in. I didn't stop until she was shaking uncontrollably and she could no longer scream. When I came up beside her, her face  was covered in tiny sweat droplets as she breathed hard.
"You ok?" I giggled.
"That...was amazing!" She panted. By now the TV was near the end of the second episode. "Are you sure you never down that before...because you...are like...like...just amazing," She giggled.
"Why thank you," It felt good. It felt good knowing I made someone feel good like happy.
"Be babe and go get us a cloth to clean up and a pair of shorts," She asked. I stood off the bed and found my way to her bathroom where I picked up a clean wash cloth. Once I got back to Freja room, I help clean her up before giving her some shorts since her legs were to weak to walk. "You need to come out more often. I like you," She spoke as I laid next to her.
"I like you too," I giggled. "Shit! Where's my phone?" I asked realising it'd be quite late. I scurried over to my bag and pulled it out. When I turn on the screen, I had 3 missed calls and two text for Sandi. Shit! I quickly sent her a text.

To Sandi:
My phone was on silent in my bag, sorry. I'm sleeping over at a friends house. She lives 5 mins away

It was almost 2 in the morning so I decided to text her incase she was sleeping. I get back into the bed and Freja laid her head on my chest.
"I'm so tired," She yawned.
"Me too," I closed my eyes and quickly drifted off to sleep.

The next day I woke up to a weight on my chest, I looked down and saw Freja. Memories of last night flooded back to me and I smirked. Good night that was. I reached for my phone and checked the time. 10:27. I'm starving. I moved Freja off of me and made my way down into her kitchen. I managed to find the basics so I made myself some toast and a cup of tea, one for myself and one for Freja once she wakes up. I carried the two mugs and plate up to her room and turned in the TV as I ate my toast.
"How rude, just help yourself and don't get me any," I heard Freja speak from beside me a few minutes later.
"I made you some tea," I pointed out.
"I'll let you off then," she giggled before taking a sip. "Been up long?" She asked.
"Not really, about 10 minutes," I answered.
"Fair," She grabbed my phone and started to type on it since it was already unlocked. I heard a phone beep before she grabbed her phone before typing on that. I glanced at my screen and realised she saved her number 😈Frejbae😍.
"Frejbae? Really?" I laughed.
"Yeah! I'm your bae now!" She laughed before making a roll. "Want one?" I nodded and she continued to make us both one.
"I better go home," I sighed as she finished making a roll.
"Aw," She pouted. "I'll walk you," She smiled before making another roll. I took off my boot before putting my skinny joggers back on after taking them off last night. Once I put my boot back on and was ready to go, so was Freja. "Let's go," I picked up my bag and we headed out her house. Once we left we both lit our rolls and walked the short journey to my house, making small conversation on the way. "This is me," I said as we approached my house.
"Fair, come back out tonight?" She asked.
"Maybe, if I'm not to tired," I smirked.
"Ok, text me," She wrapped her arms around me, kissing my cheek before leaving. I walked up to the front door and let myself in. Sandi's voice could be heard singing from the kitchen, probably cooking.
"Hey," I spoke as I walked into the kitchen.
"Hello Onika," She smiled. "Thank you for texting me last night but please in future let me know what you're doing a little earlier so I'm not worried?" She asked.
"I will," I exited the kitchen and made my way up to my room. I hadn't been in my room for more then a second before Drake came bursting in.
"Onika, you need to talk to me!" He spoke loudly in frustration. Shit! I broke up with him last night.
"Not now," Thanks for putting me in a shitty mood.
"When?" He asked a little calmer.
"I don't know, just leave!" I shouted getting frustrated. Why can't he just leave me alone and accept I can't be with him! I did lie when I said I didn't love him but I just can't be with him. I'll hurt him. I can't hurt him. I need a bit of freedom. He left, slamming the door behind him. Fuck! He's probably pissed at me. Why do I always have to fuck shit up! Thoughts raced through my mind, none of them positive. I threw myself into the bed, crying in frustration! Why the fuck am I crying for fuck sake! My thoughts continued, consuming my mind.
"Ugh!"I threw my pillow across the room as my tears ran down my face. I'm so fucked up. I moved into my bathroom. Once I saw there was no mirror, memories came rushing back and I broke down on the floor. All these thoughts were taking over me. I couldn't ignore them. I turned on the shower and stripped out of my clothes before stepping in, not bothering to be careful on my ankle. As soon as I stood on it pain surged through my body. I gritted my teeth and banged my first on the wall. "Fuck!" I groaned as I moved my weight off my broken ankle. Tears mixed in with the water showering down on me, like tears in the rain. Nothing is good. I'm just messing everything up. Drake probably hates me. Why do I keep messing everything up? Why am I even here? For fuck sake what am I doing with my life?!