Help Me Pick Up The Pieces {Completed} (GirlXGirl) [TeacherXStudent]

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Mia's POV

I wake up at eight to the blaring sound of my alarm clock, I groan as I bury my face in my pillow and attempt to shut the damn thing off, eventually I manage to succeed. I turn over and open my eyes and take notice that my bed is empty. I don't know why I feel so disappointed, it's not like I actually expected her to stay the night.

It was just sex after all, this wasn't my first one night stand. I know how they work, I know they will never amount to anything but sex. And I'm absolutely fine with that, actually I'm more than fine with that, that's usually what I want. I just want the ability to sleep with someone and never see or think about them again; no feelings or attachments. But for some reason I can't stop myself from thinking about her.

I sigh in confusion and exhaustion. I feel incredibly tired, but it really doesn't come as much of a surprise. After all I was up rather late. I start thinking back to last night, and I instantly feel my face heat up at the memories.

The way she made me feel, I can't even explain with words. I don't think I ever came as hard as she made me last night... multiple times. It literally was the best sex I ever had. Maybe that's why I'm disappointed? Maybe I'm upset because the sex was so amazing with her that the thought of never having it again is the cause of my disappointment.

Ugh! I don't know! I close my eyes and curl back up in bed, I'm too tired to deal with this. I'm just about to fall asleep again when the phone on my night stand starts to go off. I think about just ignoring it, I know it's Layla wanting to talk about last night. She probably assumes I'm awake, seeing as I usually get up at around eight when I don't have to be at school.

The phone rings a few more times then stops and I sigh momentarily in relief before it starts ringing again. I groan, knowing that even if I don't want to talk about it or to her, I still need to answer the phone. If I don't answer I know she'll just keep calling until I do or worse she'll come over here. I sigh in annoyance and exahstion as I reach for the phone.

"What?!" I say, my voice heavy with sleep.

"Man, you sound tired! And cranky."

"I am tired."

"Had a little too much fun last night?"

I instantly know just by her tone of voice that she's sporting a huge smirk on her face right now.

"It's none of your business!" I say and then sigh. "Look, can we discuss this later? I can't really talk right now."

"Oh my god!" I hear her practically scream over the phone and I wince at the pain it causes my ears. "Is she still there?" she asks with a little too much excitement if you ask me.

"No she's not still here!" I respond while rolling my eyes. "I'm just really tired and I'm struggling to stay awake. Can we just talk later please?" I beg.

"Oh hell no! We are not going to talk later. I can't wait to hear all the juicy details. I'm coming over, I feel like we need to do this in person. So get your lazy ass out of bed and start brewing a pot of coffee to wake your ass up, because we are going to talk until I feel you have sufficiently answered all my questions."

I'm about to make an effort to argue with her, but I figure why bother? She isn't going to listen to me anyways.

"Whatever!" I groan into the phone before hanging up on her and dropping it on to the floor. I just stare up at the ceiling for a minute before making an effort to get out of bed. When I finally do get up, I notice that Avery's underwear is still on my floor, but the rest of her clothes are gone.