Our Moment

Chapter 1- Regrets

I jumped into the crowd and that's all I could remember. I woke up with a chicken on my  forehead and I pushed it off me. All I was thinking about was what had happen last night? I rubbed my eyes and looked out the skylight. I question myself, "Where am I?"

The chicken was running in circles around the room now. I picked my head off the pillow and look around. Damn, this place was a mess. I remember falling, and that's how I have a huge bruise on my head. I look around one more time. "Shit, it's Brian's room."

I realized I was probably drunk last night and people were probably smacking me around like a fly. But now I am pissed and can't look at myself in the mirror the same. What If I had sex? Knowing Brian, he would take advantage of me when I was drunk. Yeah, I liked him but he was a total jerk. Picturing the thought of me being drunk made me feel like I was going to throw up.

Of course, I am mad at myself, but I love to party; what can I say? I need to leave quickly I thought. I ran to the door as fast as I could. Look what happens next.

Brian opens the door to his bedroom while I trying to make a run for it. He pushes me back to his bed trying to make out. I smack him saying, "Stop! Leave." He laughs and starts kissing me lightly. "Brian I don't need this shit right now. All I want to know is what happened last night! I want to know everything." I push him off me. Brian is really hot, and we had a relationship for about 5 months ago but definitely not anymore.

Brian backs off me and said, "You honestly don't remember?"

"No,"shaking my head back and fourth. "I have no clue."

He looked annoyed but then spoke, "You must have been really drunk then. Well, We had a huge party with everyone there. You know a lot of alcohol. Well, you got drunk, getting slutty and everyone called you slutty Skylar. You took your shirt off just wearing a bra and it was so sexy. So, me and you came up here and made out. But this time I want to do it." 

Hearing the last sentence made me smack him, "Remember we are done!" I looked deep into his dark blue eyes.

He looked down at his shoes and said, "I know but."

I cut him off, "Just stop." I walk out of his room and only had one shoe on and I don't even know what happened to the other one.

I remember when he was a good guy. When he wouldn't take advantage of girls who are drunk. The thought made a tear come down my face. I walked outside and my eyes were getting red, I miss the old Brian I thought. My phone was going off and I just ignored the new messages. I opened my car door looking at the gorgeous home being wrecked from the outside. I looked into his window and he was standing there looking at me. He was nervous for my next move. I slam my door behind me and left.

He was just that guy that acts all cute, but then a real jerk when you figure he is just using you. I didn't want to drive home because my parents will just give me shit about last night so the longer I am gone the more I can avoid it. I just drove to Brianna's house to take her to the mall.
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"What happened," she waited patiently for my response.

"I don't even know," I look down at my watch.

"Skylar, can I at least give you a shoe?"

I giggle, "Of course." I look down at my feet and see one shoe on one foot and one foot with just a sock on with my big toe poking through the front of it.

"Skylar. Did you get drunk last night?" It's like Brianna had been there and was watching me.

"Apparently, but I don't have a clue happened."

The look of disappointment in her eyes made me want to curl up in a ball and cry.

"Honestly Skylar." She shakes her head. "You have to stop this before you get hurt. You know? Social media can really affect your reputation." She hands me a new tooth brush with a small tooth paste bottle. "Here. You need this and keep this in your purse so you can always have it with you." She implied that I had horrible breath. "You know what?"

"Huh," I ask.

"Take a shower while your at it." She looked at me. I was a mess.