FORBIDDEN PASSION(HAYLOR)

chapter three

Am not sure how I found my way to the bar but am on my third glass of French wine.

I hate wine,it grosses the shit out of me. Am not even sure how I ended up ordering wine.

"How come am taking wine?" I ask the waitress as I finish my third glass.

You didn't order it,you were actually taking whisky when you got here but that man over there ordered this wine for you.

"He did,why?"

Cause he asked to join you and you said no.

"I did that?"

I know am rude but not intentionally rude.

"If his still here ask him to come join me," i tell the waitress.

Sure miss,she responds.

I notice it's the man I met at the cemetery.

"Oh my look what we have here,the normal weird looking man," I tell him and a giggle follows.

"Is that what you call me?"he asks as a smile curves on his face. No offence you seem pretty normal to me even though you do weird things.

" Okay I get were you are coming from with that,"he says as he laughs and I join him.

I hope you don't think am a heavy drunk,I actually don't drink,in fact I never do unless I have a reason.

"And what's the reason?" I miss my Dad,I tell him. I miss him so much. I feel lost and unloved by anyone.

"And your Mom?" My Mom is the reason I ended up here,now it's just me and her. I can't stand her,she thinks am bitter,cold and a heartless bitch. Since I wasn't up for her insults,at least not today. But the most annoying part of all her insults is that everyone believes her and they all think am bitter and heartless,I believe that too myself.

"Well I think otherwise, I think you're weird and pretty interesting. Most people just don't understand your weirdness. But you're beautiful and worth so much,just look at those pretty blue eyes of yours. Like who wouldn't want to stare into them while you do all the weird things. Like come to the lounge barefooted with a dress you tore yourself but yet you don't care what anyone thinks of you," he tells me as he stares into my eyes.

Am not sure how but I can't control myself neither can I control my actions. I move so close up to him leaving no inch between us. I place my lips on his even though this is the first time kissing a guy or a man I should say. Even though his as old as my Mom or Dad, I don't care or give a fuck right now.

Am not sure if it's the alcohol or it's my sister with that boyfriend stupid talk we had,I can't believe she actually thought am lesbian.

Why am I even thinking of all this right now,when am kissing someone.

I kiss him like I know what am doing but am glad he responds,seductively than I expected. I shiver as I think of him not caring if I could be as young as his daughter. Does this man even have children.

Oh hell I don't care.

My hands lose their senses too as they hold his face while am kissing him.

"Am sorry," I tell him as I pull away from the kiss. I didn't mean to do that.

I stand up and head out before he can say anything.

I reach home,take a shower then change into something comfortable.

I can't help but think about the kiss I just shared with him. What was I thinking,I mean how did I even lose myself to the point of being so reckless so as to kiss a man as old as my Dad but honestly I didn't care cause I liked it and I don't care how old he is.

"You're finally home,I knew you would unleash your sluttyness anytime soon,so tell me Taylor where did you go with that torn dress and without any shoes on. Don't tell me you went out there to look for a man for yourself cause that's just low."

Shut up Mom, you of all people have no right to talk about stooping low,cause I know what you did. You sold your own daughter at the lowest bit cause all you think about is money and your damn self.

I walk past her as she stands in silence not saying anything at all.

I reach my room and lock myself up.

Am crying,am not even sure why cause am sure the alcohol is out of my system.

I try to look for my phone so I can listen to some music to calm myself but I can't find it. I have no choice but to just sleep.