The Best Version Of Me

Chapter 5

I went from having the worst night possible to the best night ever. I want to tell someone about my first time but I don't have anyone. I don't have any real friends at all. At school, I stay to myself and I only talk to my work associates at work.

I can't exactly tell Dad because, well he's my dad. That would be the most awkward and uncomfortable conversation in the history of awkward and uncomfortable conversations.

I smiled to myself as I played with Marcel's hair. He was still laying ontop of me but he shifted his weight so that most of it was on the bed. I was scared when he started shaking. I thought that he was maybe catching a seizure or something. Thank heavens he wasn't. That would have been awkward.

Marcel kisses my shoulder, then my neck, and finally my lips before sliding out of me. He gets up to grab a towel while he's still naked. He brings bath two towels; one with soap and water and the other is just a warm towel. He gently wipes me off as I smile at him.

I couldn't have had a better first time.

He lays down beside me when's done and pulls my body close to him so that we're face to face. His eyes travel over my face and I offer a small smile which he returns. My eyes are really droopy meaning I'm extremely tired.

"We should call down for someone to bring up a morning after pill." He says, his eyes never leaving my face.

"Okay. Did you not wear a condom?" I ask.

"Nah. I didn't have nothing with me. I'm clean though. I promise."

I nod and get up to call the front desk. As soon as I stand up, I fall to the floor. I hear Marcel laugh but he gets up to help me. He carries me to the phone and sits down with me.

"Forgot to tell you. You ain't gone be able to walk for a lil bit and when you do, it ain't gone be straight." He says while biting his bottom lip.

"What? Why?" I say concerned. Dad will definitely know something happened if I can't walk straight.

"After effects." He says with a shrug.

I call for the pill and sit in a bath until it arrives. Marcel is sitting outside of the tub in the floor massaging my scalp. Little does he know, he's putting me to sleep. As soon as the pill arrives I take it in front of Marcel. I don't want him to think that I'm trying to trap him with a baby. I can't remember anything after that because I fell into a deep slumber.

I woke up a couple of hours later in bed with a sleeping Marcel. I look over at the clock and see that it's midnight and my flight leaves at 1:45 AM. I slide out of bed and limp over to my clothes that are scattered all over the floor. I put my dress back on and call room service for a cab and clothes for Marcel.

I write a letter and kiss it with my chapstick covered lips. I make sure I leave the letter where I was sleeping to make sure that he finds it. The hotel already knows that whatever he orders and all damages are to go to my card only. Kissing Marcel one last time, I leave knowing I'll never see him again.

I sit on the plane surrounded by people thinking of Marcel. I really hope he's not too upset with me for how I left him. I think about the letter I left him and smile. The letter read:

Dear Marcel,

Thank you. I had a wonderful time with you and hope you did with me as well. Thanks for listenjng to my rants and caring, even if it was just for one night. I will never forget our special night.

I'm sorry. I ripped your shirt so I had the hotel get you a couple of new ones. I really hope you like them. The hotel is yours to stay in for 2 more days all expenses paid. I can tell you didn't like your apartment so I thought you would like to stay for a few more days. Everything's on me so enjoy. Here's your money back. Please accept it. I honestly felt horrible keeping your money even just for the little time that I had it. I left you my car. It's all mine. Everything is in my name so no one can take it from you. It's yours. A gift from me to you. I hope you have a wonderful life.