Sick.

Chapter 2- Kiss

Claire's POV:

I went inside my dorm to see Jeffrey still sleeping. Jesus it's 2 pm already. I set down my stuff and shook him. "Hey sleepy head. It's already two get up" I whispered. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Hey there beautiful" he said. I smiled and went to the restroom. Honestly I liked Jeffrey.. But I can't imagine being with him.

At times he can be such a jerk. One day he might take it too far. I looked at myself in the mirror and just decided to leave my hair down. I'm not going anywhere anyways. I got out and kept drinking my Starbucks. "Hey so my friend is having a party at his house, wanna come?" He asked. "Sure" I made my way to my phone and saw 3 missed calls from my ex boyfriend Michael. Why is he calling me? I dialed his number. "Why are you calling me?" I said. "Claire I've been doing a lot of thinking, and I want to go back with you. I'm sorry for what I did I was a dick please I'm sorry." He said. "No! Michael. Please don't call me anymore" and I hung up. I hate him so bad. He's an awful person. I kicked my counter and threw my clothes. I'm so pissed off right now. "What's up with you who was that?" Jeffrey said. "No one!" I snapped. I left the dorm and slammed the door shut.

"Michael your drunk" I laughed. We were both so in love with each other. We couldn't be apart for more than 2 minutes. He was amazing and I loved him. "Come here beautiful" he smiled. He tackled me down and started kissing me. He moved his hand up my thighs and I knew it was going a little bit too far.

"Michael no.. not now" I said. "Shhh" he said. He forcefully took off my shirt and started massaging my breasts. "Michael stop" I said. I was pushing trying really hard to get away. "Be quiet" he said. He pulled off his shirt and started kissing me roughly. "Stop!" I yelled. I slapped him and got off of him. He ran up to me and slapped me. He pushed me and threw me down the bed again. "Michael please I know your not like this you never were!" I cried. I felt tears coming down my face. I saw him pull out his belt. "You say one more word and you'll be sorry" he said. I knew it was over. I was being raped and no one was in my house but us. Then I remembered my brother was about t get home from work. I yelled out his name as loud as a I could. "I said shut up!" Michael yelled.

He flipped me over and whipped me on my back. I felt the blood sliding down my back. Then my brother came in and beat the shit out of him. I put on my shirt and ran out.

I went to the outside girls restroom and looked at my scar. It wasn't too big which thank god. Michael had gone to jail for 3 years before coming out. Now he's asking for forgiveness? Fuck him. I'm done.

The rest of the day I laid in bed watching Netflix on Jeffrey's laptop. I looked at the time and it was 7, then I remembered about the party. I put my hair in a side braid with lose hairs. I slipped on a black dress that flowed from my waist down. I applied red lipstick and perfume. I took my small purse and put my phone and my wallet. Along with other things I think I would need. Jeffrey went out to the store so I called him and told him I was ready. He was on his way back.

We got to the party and it was filled with the smell of alcohol. It burned my nose as we stepped closer to the kitchen. Jeffrey passed me a drink and I took it. Maybe I'll just loosen up a bit.

We both kept drinking and drinking. I felt all bubbly and giggling everywhere. So was Jeffrey. We went in a room and locked the door behind us. He pushed me on the bed as he started kissing me. Exploring my mouth with his tongue. I kissed him back and I was unbuttoning his shirt. Felt his abs and kissed him even more. He took off my dress and touched my boobs. It felt so right. I moaned lightly in his ear. He took off his pants and I felt his length getting hard. I flipped us over and I started grinding on him. "Jeffrey" I moaned. He looked at me and set me down next to him. "That's enough for you" he said laughing. "Noooo" I whined. He laughed. I put my dress back on and fixed my hair. I still felt a little tipsy.

We decided to take a cab and pick up Jeffrey's car tomorrow. When we got to our dorm I was still drunk. I didn't understand how Jeffrey drank less than me. I changed into my pajamas and went straight to bed. "Jeffrey" I said. "What" he said. "Sleep with me" I said. "Okay!" He shrugged. He pulled me by my waist and had his arm around me. I had my hands in his hair and I fell fast asleep.

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Jeffrey's POV:

I woke up and I felt something around my neck. I opened my eyes and saw Claire. I had my arms around her and her face against my chest. I instantly felt my face burn up. I felt so bad. We aren't even together and I'm kissing her and doing all this stuff. I got up and covered her with her blanket. I put on a shirt, grabbed my keys and went out the door.

I really messed up this time. I'm such a dick. Claire is different. She's amazing and just perfect. I love her.