When I Met Her....

The Aftermath

The Aftermath

Laurel's POV 

     The awfully bright sun shines through my window and hits my face. I cautiously open my eyes, only to snap them shut again.

     I lift myself up from the pillow and my head starts to swim. I press the heels of my hands to my eyes as I throw my legs over the edge of the bed. Sitting on my nightstand, I see, is a bottle of Fiji water and 2 asprin pills.

     Quickly, I grab the pills and throw them to the back of my throat, chasing them with the Fiji water. I lay back on my pillows as I wait for my headache to subside.

"Knock knock." Steph says, peaking her head around my bedroom door.

     I try and force a smile, to no success.

"Hi."

"How are you?" She asks, as she comes and sits next to me on the bed.

"I'm fine." I lie.

     A quick shudder runs through my body as I remember last nights events.

"You look exhausted." Steph laughs lightly, touching the skin under my eyes.

     I shrug, reaching for my phone before I realize there's no one I really want to talk to...except one person. And I know I ruined that completely. Thinking about being without her brings tears to my eyes. I don't notice they've fallen until Steph wipes one away.

"What's wrong?" She asks tenderly.

"I think I really messed up last night." I manage to say before a sob erupts from my chest.

     I feel Steph pull me against her and I lay my head on her chest, continuing to cry.

"Tell me what happened." Steph encourages.

     I take a deep breath trying to calm myself before I open my mouth to speak.

"I don't even know how to explain it." I say, rubbing my nose. "I just got really mad."

"At who?"

I hesitate. "Remember when I told you I like someone?"

"Um hmm." Steph says, and I can feel the vibrations through her chest.

"And that it was a woman?"

"Yes I remember."

"Well I got mad at her." I say, a few more tears falling.

"Why?" Steph asks.

"I was being really stupid and I tried to have sex with her and I shouldn't have. I was just retaliating to someone else and I didn't even realize that until now." I admit shamefully, "I was so mean to her. Now I don't know if she'll ever talk to me again."

      The room fills with a thoughtful silence.

"Well, its very good that you to didn't have sex." Steph says stroking my hair. "But only because it wasn't the right time. You should never want the first time you make love to someone you care about to be because of someone else. Especially if that someone caused something bad."

"Your right." I frown, forcing myself not to burst out into tears again. "But what do I do. I really care about her, and I'm pretty sure she wants nothing else to do with me."

"I guess you should start off by apologizing." Steph suggests.

"Will that work?" I ask, looking up at her.

"Its a good start." She shrugs. "But you should most likely do it in person. Its more effective that way."

"Okay." I nod.

"In the meantime, your father and I are going to a prenatal appointment at 3 o'clock. Your welcome to join us."

"I don't think so." I say, sitting up from Steph's chest. "Tell me how it goes though."

"Okay. We're leaving in about 45 minutes, so if you change your mind, let me know."

"Okay." I say, pulling my knees up to my chest.

     Steph smiles at me before she walks out of my bedroom door.

     I turn the TV on for background noise as I wrack my brain for an apology worthy enough for the love of my life.