new beginnings

Guilt

I shakily stood up and put the crutches under my arms. We made it slowly down the steps, her patiently beside me. We started walking.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm just wondering about something. What happened to your eye and leg?" she sounded so guilty to ask.

"I figured you'd ask. I don't blame you either, if I were you I'd want to know. I'll make a story short, I got shot twice in the leg, they had to amputate it. I got shot once in the eye, and obviously they couldn't do much," I said.

"That's awful," she said. It was really quiet for a while.

"So how old are you?" she said breaking the silence.

"Fifteen. What about you?" I asked.

"Seventeen," she replied.

We walked some more. I talked a little about the significant things of Alexandria. She seemed interested and asked some questions. But one thing kind of bothered me.

She was staring at me the whole time.

I'm not meaning like a creepy, blink-less stare. She just was kinda flirting with her eyes I guess. And she smiled and giggled over the things I said, which were not at all very funny. She kept looking at me up and down.

I ignored whatever she was doing, whether it was flirting or not.

Then, I stumbled on a piece of rock that I didn't see beforehand and I tripped over it, my crutches abandoning me and I fell on the pavement. My hat fell off.

"Oh my God. Are you okay?" she quickly helped me up and when I was standing, her hands on my shoulders, looked at me again in a flirty way. She then bent down and picked up my hat and put it on my head and giggled. I picked up my crutches and we continued walking along, slower this time.

I then led her into the bushes surrounding the little area with the bench, which I sat down. She stood, looking at the pond.

"This is one of my favorite places," I said.

"I can understand why. It's beautiful," she turned to me and flipped her hair.

She advanced toward me, sitting down a little close next to me and smiled. The little sunlight beamed across her face. Then, she leaned her head against my shoulder. I was very shocked, I've only known her for an hour and she was already doing stuff like this.

Then, the most shocking thing happened.

She lifted up her hand from her lap and placed it on my crotch. She grasped slightly. Before I could say anything, she turned to me and stared at my horrified expression. She raised her other hand and put her finger on my lips, shushing me.

"Listen, I haven't seen a boy my age in, I don't know how long. You are extremely handsome. I want to make some memories over here, with you, Carl. Get what I'm saying? I don't care that I barely know you. All I know is that I want you," she whispered. I didn't know how to respond, everything was going through my mind all at once.

"I-I uh..." I tried to speak.

"Don't be scared." She said and pulled my face towards hers. She kissed me, not just a peck. A kiss that I've never had before. It was very passionate, as if she had known me for years. I was mortified.

She started undoing my belt without pulling away. She threw it off and then she unzipped my shorts, throwing them off of the side.

"I can't," I pulled away and said.

She pulled me down to the cold grass along with her. She took off her jacket and shirt, exposing her gray bra. She then quickly pulled off my boxers and got on top of me, taking off the rest of her clothes. Then she undressed the rest of me, throwing everything aside. Her hands touched my chest, stroking it. I was angry at her, but I didn't try to leave.