Lie (Short Story)

Accident

*ring ring*

It was around 10 pm the next day and I was still crying when Drei called.

"Hello?" I answered

"Um. Stef? This is Frank Can you fetch Drei here? He's kind of drunk and you're his neighbor, right?"

"H-huh? Why me? Ask someone-" I said but was cut off

"I'll text you the address. Thanks!" Frank said and hung up.

=_____= he didn't give me a chance to say no.

I decided to go to the the place Frank texted me and saw him alone with Drei.

"Oh you're here! Thanks for coming for this guy, Stef. You really are a good girlfriend" Frank said and my eyes widened at what he said.

"Um. No, I'm not his girlfriend. I'm just his..." I hesitated. Normally, I would say I'm his friend but somehow, I can't do it.
"Neighbor" I continued.

"Oh sorry. Anyway, you guys should go home. It's already late." He said as he passed Drei to me. I supported the guy by slinging his arm on my shoulder.

"Hey, Drei. Help me out, you dumbass" I said and I think he heard me and started walking.

"Urg. Sarah?" A said as he squinted his eyes. "No. I'm Stef. Sorry to disappoint you." I answered.

"Oh. Were you crying? Stef shouldn't cry. I hate to see Stef cry. Stef is my important... friend. And because Stef is my friend, I ate tuna for breakfast. Am I flying?" Drei said. He's clearly drunk. But it hurts when he said the word 'friend'

I decided to take him back to his lair (house). "Geez, just how much did you drink?" I mumbled as I placed the guy on his bed.

"Urg. I'm gonna be late for school" Drei spoke with eyes closed as he curl into a ball.

W-what the heck is this? Is this how he sleeps? O////O Better take a picture.

I took my phone from my pocket and readied the camera when I felt being pulled down and the next thing I know, Drei was on top of me.

"H-hey, stop messing arou-" I said as I pushed Drei away from me but the more I struggled, his grip on my wrists tightens.

I felt his breath hit my neck and whispered to my ear "I'm serious you know. I want you" that seriously turned me on but I know what we're doing is wrong. He's drunk and he's probably thinking I'm Sarah.

But a part of me is shouting out that at least for tonight, I want to be close to him.

Giving in to my desires, I closed my eyes, stopped struggling and let him do as he please.