Do It Again

Chapter 17

I jumped off the bed and wrapped myself in the blankets.

"Bad dream." I muttered quickly and scrambled to the bathroom.

I wrapped the blanket around me tighter. What have I done?

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(Ryland's point of view)

I woke up fairly early. Brittany was laying on the other side of the bed from me. Quietly, I slipped off the bed and over to the door between the two rooms and knocked.

"Yeah?" Blake opened the door. He was only wearing orange American Eagle underwear.

"Where's Ashley?" I tried looking behind him.

"I think she's in the bathroom." He looked at the closed door. "She's been in there a while though. I was just about to check on her."

"I'll do it." I pushed my way in. He didn't seem happy about it, but he didn't stop me.

I knocked on the door.

"Go away." Ashley answered. "I'll be out in a minute." It sounded like she was crying.

"It's me, Ryland. Open the door." I tried again.

"Not now, Ryland." She sniffed.

"Come on." I twisted the handle. "Open up."

The door slightly cracked and I slipped in. She was sitting on the side of the tub wrapped in a blanket. Tears stained her face.

"What happened?" I sat down beside her.

"I'm not sure." She wiped her eyes.

"Did you two, ya know?"

She shook her head. "I don't know."

"How don't you know?"

"I came back here last night completely pissed off. I don't even remember what happened. I just know I woke up naked in the same bed with him."

"You didn't ask?"

"No. I just got up and came in here."

"Do you feel like you did something?"

She looked over at me with puffy red eyes. "What do you mean?"

"I mean." I got quieter. "Do you feel anything. Like you did. I know when I get up in the morning I feel like it."

"Are you asking if I feel like I just had sex?"

He blushed. "I'm not a girl. I don't know if you feel anything the morning after."

"After your first time you do, but I've given birth before. I don't really feel anything afterwards anymore."

"Then you need to ask Blake."

"What if he gets mad at me that I don't remember? What if he lies to me about it?"

I put my arm around her shoulder gently. "You have to find out. You need to know."

She started crying again. "I should have listened to you. We should have talked about it. I shouldn't have ran away like a child!" She squeezed her hands closed. "Who am I kidding? I am a child."

"Hey, don't say that." I pulled her into my chest. "You are so mature for your age. If anyone could handle this it would be you."

"I wish I would have stayed with you last night." She started to relax.

I held her up as she laid against me. "What do you think would have happened if we would have?"

"I think I wouldn't have done what I might have done with Blake."