The Biker Bad Boy (Editing)

Part 20

"Wait what are you talking about Avery? What the fuck is going on here?" Johnny asked. I gave Friday a death glare before turning my head to look towards Johnny.

"Do I have to repeat myself or spell it out for you!" I yelled at Johnny. He was about to open his mouth to say something then closed his mouth, thinking better of it.

"Why Friday? Why did you take away her virginity! You don't even fucking know her yet. Lily why did you let him! I knew this was going to happen," I looked at one then the other. Lily looked shocked. Her eyes were huge, her mouth was open in the shape of an o, and she stood in the doorway frozen stiff. Friday had a remorseful look on his face, while he rubbed his chin and jaw. I could see it was swelling slightly and it was still red.

"I'm really sorry Avery, it just happened. I like him a lot and I wanted to. Why are you mad at us?" Lily asked finding her bearings.

"Lily I'm not mad at you. I'm mad at him!" I said pointing my finger at Jason. "You just let him take your virginity like it's just some piece of clothing. You should treasure it for as long as you can, and you just let him take it. I'm disappointed in you," I sighed exasperated.

"Oh well you're one to talk Avery! Why don't you tell Johnny how you lost yours. It was so dignified, bumping uglies with your so called boyfriend in the back of your boyfriends car. A sports car I might add, where you had no room to fuck in the first place. Oh and the fact that you got knocked up after knowing Johnny for all of two seconds, and got drunk and fucked each other senseless the whole night that night. That's all I heard Avery, I couldn't even fucking sleep but I didn't have the heart to tell you because I didn't want to be mean, and because I wouldn't judge you like that. You still haven't even told your parents about the baby. Yet I'm still the bad guy, because I felt comfortable with Jason, and I wanted him to be my first. Go fuck yourself, you aren't my friend anymore," Lily walked out of the kitchen towards his room Jason trailing behind her.

"Fuck!" I screamed. I went after her to go tell her how sorry I was, that I was a complete bitch, but it was too late. Her and Jason were in his room, and she wouldn't let me in or unlock the door, no matter how much I banged on her door. Johnny walked up behind me, and squeezed my shoulder, nearly frightening me in the process. I turned around and looked at him, tears threatening to fall down my face.

"Don't ever do that, you could scare the baby right out of me," I looked into his bright gray eyes, my own starting to well up.

"I'm sorry baby I didn't mean to frighten you, let's get you something to eat," he sighed. The palm of his hand caressing my cheek, then moved to place a stray strand of my hair behind my ear. I nodded walking away from Jason's door. No doubt Lily was crying just like I now was, who knows if she'd ever forgive me for my outburst.

Johnny wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me back to the kitchen. He let go once we stepped through the doorway and walked over to the refrigerator.

"I'll cook us something to eat what would you like darlin'?" He asked.

"Just a sandwich would work I guess," I said silently. He nodded his head and pulled out a package of lunch meat, cheese, bread, and mayonnaise, then shut the refrigerator door. There was nothing but silence between us. Not either one of us knowing what to say to each other. I punched his best friend, and ruined my own relationship with my best friend for no reason. I realize I overreacted, and overstepped my boundaries between my friends personal life. It was none of my concern who she gave her virginity to as long as she was happy. I just didn't want her to get hurt. She was my best friend and I loved her dearly. I don't even know why I snapped at them like that. Maybe because I didn't want to see her settle for a biker, I wanted better for her? But I shouldn't want any of those things, I'm not her mother, I shouldn't have judged her or criticized her. I should have supported her. Were these hormones getting the better of me? What was wrong with me? I was turning into a monster.

"So you lost your virginity in a cramped up sports car," Johnny laughed, breaking the void in the quiet atmosphere.

I chuckled and hiccuped at the same time before answering, "uh yeah senior year I started to date this baseball player named George. We were both seniors and I thought I was in love. He was my first boyfriend I ever had and one night he made me go to this stupid party his older brother Nick was throwing at his frat house and, he got me drunk. He wasn't that drunk but I was and we were making out all hardcore, and we're both kind of horny, so we went looking for an empty room to hook up in and they were all filled with other couples so he led me to his car, and long story short we fucked. After that night he had started getting distant with me, until a week later when he decided we weren't compatible with each other. Turns out him being with me was all a game he had with his brother. Who could score the most virgins. He dated me for almost a year until he decided that going to his brothers party would get him the cherry. A few months after me he started dating a girl name Skylar, which was also a virgin, and he got into her pants real quick. He fucked her after a month then dumped her just like he had with me. Unfortunately for both of them he left a little something of him with her. He ended up knocking her up, and boy was he pissed. He stopped with the virgin game after that, but he didn't stay with Skylar. She didn't want to be with him, but he was actually man enough to take responsibility for his son Ethan. Last time I heard he was a great father to him, and he actually grew up a lot. He's engaged, and Skylar ended up marrying some guy from her church. I consider myself lucky for not being the one he knocked up, but I obviously didn't learn my lesson about alcohol, and didn't dodge a bullet with you," I winked at him just as he walked over to me with our plates in his hands.

"That's right baby girl," he kissed my lips then walked with me over to the kitchen table. He put our plates down next to each other and then pulled out the chair for me. I sat down and he scooted it towards the table, then sat down next to me.

"We never did finish 21 questions," he grinned at me, just as I took a bite out of my sandwich.

"You're right we didn't," I said after I swallowed my food down.