Tuesday morning I woke up to me in the bathroom throwing up. I stayed up until two in the morning thinking about Chance and I think the lack of sleep took a toll on my body.
My mother held hair as I continued to vomit into the toilet. She sighed, "You'll have to stay home. I don't need you going to school like this," she said, rubbing my back with her free hand.
I let out a groan, "But it's my second day of work. I want to make a good impression," I whined. I really didn't want Sarah to think I won't show up, and it's just the second day.
My mother shook her head, "You're staying home and tell Kali to bring you homework so you don't get behind in classes," she instructed me, "Also, call your work and tell them you'll be in tomorrow. They'll understand if you're sick." She left me in the bathroom. I'm pretty sure she's going to go get me some cold medicine to take.
I pushed myself off the floor and flushed the toilet before heading to my room. I slipped back into bed, messaging Kali that she'll need to ride the bus. I felt bad, but I knew she would understand. I then messaged Sarah because she gave me her number and explained to her why I can't come in and that I'll be in tomorrow. She understood, but I still felt bad because it was my second day and I can't come in.
I then set my phone and down as my mom came in with a cup of cold medicine. I quickly drank it with a bottle of water and fell asleep again.
I felt a hand around my waist, waking me up. I rolled over to the person who was next to me. I felt my heart accelerate when I saw it was Marcus.
I fell off my bed in attempt to back away from him. He let out a laugh as I was on my floor, disheveled. He then spoke, "What's wrong?"
I shook my head, "You're not supposed to be in my room or even in my house. I warned my mother about you so you need to leave and I'm also sick, so you need to get out, now," I instructed, my voice sounding as if I was annoyed, and I was.
He stood up from my bed, his shirt off revealing a nice six-pack. Even without a shirt he's still beautiful. He then walked over to me, almost pinning me against the wall, "Don't be shy. Remember what happened last night?" He asked, his tone sounding playful.
I raised both my eyebrows, "What the hell happened last night?" I asked, my voice getting harsher. I think I would remember having sex with someone, especially Marcus.
He bit my earlobe, making me moan a little bit, "The sex happened. The ending of this bet happened. Me winning happened. I finally got what I wanted," he reminded me, a smirk playing on his lips.
He's joking right? I didn't have sex with him. I didn't. I think I would remember.
I rolled my eyes and shoved him, "Ha-ha. You're so funny. I know nothing happened so why are you lying to me. Why can't you just be honest for once?" I asked. Running my hands through my hair I was really hoping I didn't do anything with him.
He licked from my collar bone up my neck to my ears, nibbling on the lobe again, "Tell me, why are you naked then?" He asked, glancing down at my body.
I looked down and I was naked. I was completely unclothed and standing in front of Marcus. I then shoved him and grabbed piece of clothing, just putting them on. I then pointed at the door, "Get out of my house. Now. I don't want you walking near me; I don't want you talking to me right now. I want you out of this house right now. You mean nothing to me and you need to get the hell out of my house, right now," I instructed, still pointing at the door.
He rolled his emerald green eyes, walking towards the door, "Talk to you never, baby. Last night was relieving," he winked, shutting my door behind him. I ran over and locked it and clutched my stomach, falling to my butt.
