Chapter 9 (In Blairs perspective)

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When I woke up that morning he was reaching for my crotch. What is with him? Is he some pervert or something? Doesn't he have a girlfriend? Wait but...did he do something to me last night...did he drug me or something...what the fuck am I talking about he's still pretty much a kid...

"What in the name of fuck are you doing?" I said. "W-what...nothing I was just-" He started to say. "While I was sleeping? Really..." I said interupting him. "What?...No! Why would I do that!?! I'm not like that! What the frig...plus, I don't like boys" he said. "Oh...okey...then what were you doing...?" I said while covering up and looking away.

Why did this strike me like that...I think what I'm feeling is hurt but...why? I'm so confused...this doesn't make any sense. "...I was fixing your towel so your junk was showing...thats all" he said. "O-okey..." I replied still looking away. "Why does part of me want the real reason to be be what I thought at first...damn it...I hate myself sometimes...getting myself into shit then knowing that I'm just going to be hurt..." I thought

"Are you okay?" Jay asked. "...yeah" I replied. I slowly looked back at him and then we just stared for a little bit. "Why do you stare at me like that?" Jay said breaking the silence. "Damn it...did he really have to ask that...out of all the freaking things he could say...he asked that!?!" I thought.

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