My dirty, Forbidden secret

ch. 2

Meagn asked me about my phone and I said "Keith"

"Oh, so what'd he say".

I gave her a glare as if it was obvious. "Just the usual paranoia".

"Of coarse. So where'd you go last night?"

"How'd we get home last night" I responded trying to dodge the question.

"You first".

Ugh I wanted to scream.

"Well, I don't really remember actually. Where'd you find me?"

"I didn't. Some girl asked me if you were the friend I was looking for and I grabbed you and took you out of there."

Shit.

"Anything else? I mean, like who was the girl?" I asked casually.

"I didn't recognize her, your arm was over her shoulder so I figured it was one of your friends I don't know."

Now I'm screwed.

"Oh well, she was probably just being nice. Honestly, I don't remember."

I checked my phone again and saw an unread message in my notifications. I opened my messages and at first I was confused. It was the unknown number I ignored earlier.

Hey it's Ashely. I'm the girl from last night. I don't think I caught your name, but luckily I got your number. Hit me up some time if you're intrested.

My heart stopped. This was probably the worst thing I could imagine. As much as I wanted to ignore it because I'm clearly not on the market, and I thought I wasn't into girls, something made me want to see her again. I wanted to feel her lips again. It made me feel awful. I love keith! How could I want this? I don't even know her! I had to just get out of here. I needed to go home, take a shower, and really figure out this mess. I needed to be alone though, because as much as I love Megan, I didn't need to hear about her silly drama right now.

As she was ranting to me I waited for her to finish her sentence and said "Hey Meg, I really do wanna hear more about this story but my mom texted me and said I have to go home. She said I forgot to do my chores and so I need to ho home".

"Oh okay, well I'm glad we had fun last night. Text me, okay?"

"Yep I will".

Luckily I drove my car to Megan's, but we took an Uber to and from the party so my car was still in the drive way.

As I drove home my thoughts just jumbled more. I wanted to see Ashely but everything about that is wrong. I'm with Keith, and he loves me. Not to mention I literally know nothing about her exept her name and a vague image of what she looks like. Dirty blonde I think, skinny. That was all I remember. And she doesn't even know my name.

By the time I got home it was 1:38pm. My mom was doing dishes.

"Hello" she called out.

"Hey, it's me".

"Oh, you're home early. Everything alright?" She responded.

"Yeah, just a little drama. If Megan asks, can you tell her you asked for me to come home?"

"Sure honey. Anything you want to talk about?"

"No, I'm okay. I'm gonna take a shower".

I headed through the living room, toward the stairs and my mom called out "I'm always here if you need me".

Once I got to my room, I collapsed on my bed. What do I do now?

As I was in the shower I kept racking my brain on everything. I decided to just text her back.

Hey, my name is Kimmy. I would love to hang out sometime but I don't know you. Like, how old are you, what grade are you in, what's your favorite color. I just don't know you so I can't. Sorry.

I kind of regretted it, but it was still an answer of no, so that was that. I decided to just watch Netflix. I didn't really want to do anything. Before I clicked on the show I wanted to watch, my phone buzzed. It was her.

17, 12th grade, and red. Now you know me. Just give me one chance. Besides, I didn't even know your name, but I know you're amazing and I want to get to know you.

I had no idea what to say. I'm not gay! I knew that. And I'm with Keith. And if anyone were to see us, that's it! My whole little world would shift and be destroyed. Everything I knew. I didn't know if I wanted to risk it. But something made me want to see her too. I wanted more than just a drunken night that I barely remember. I didn't make up my mind on what I was or what I wanted but I made an accuse.

Look, Ashely, I think you're amazing too but I'm closeted. We wouldn't be able to meet anywhere that anyone could see us. I would understand if you don't want to be a secret.

I waited for the answer of dissapointment, where she would say I'm sorry, and I can't do that but she surprised me.

I know a little café right out side of town. We could grab coffee and just talk, or more if you want more. I would love to be your secret. Just give me a chance.

Well now I was in trouble. I knew it was wrong but I couldn't resist. And I knew Keith would be at work until late.

What's the address, and what time?

She responded back very quickly.

216 woodgrove ave. It's right by the gas station and the pond shop toward the west side of town. And if it's okay with you, 3 o'clock.

I hated myself for what I was about to do, but I was so drawn to it.
I'll be there.
It was now 2:18 and it would take me about 20 minutes just to get there so I started getting ready. I had no clue what to wear.
After trying ten different outfits I decided on faded jeans and a sweater that was mint green, light pink and white striped.
"Mom, I'm going out for a bit. I'll be back".
"Okay sweety, be safe".
"I will".