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Wilmer sat across from me, an amused smirk on his face as the lingerie clung to my body. I had never felt this uncomfortable before this moment.
"Are you just going to smirk at me?" I asked, huffing in frustration. My boobs uncomfortably pushed up to my ears as the lace thong rode more and more up my butt crack each second.

Wilmer got up from the couch, walking over to me and flicking the right bra strap off of my shoulder, it was now hanging loosely around my arm.

"Can I take it off?" I nodded nervously, shifting my weight as my act of confidence was now failing me. Wilmer moved behind me, quickly undoing the clasp of my bra as it promptly fell to the floor. I bit my lip as his hands cupped my bare breasts, massaging them softly when I felt his warm breath against my neck just below my ear.
I moaned as he ran his tongue along my neck, sucking my skin in a soft motion as he made his way to the front of my body, turning me around to face him.
I jolted slightly when his tongue ran over my nipple. As much as I hated to admit this, I wasn't ready.

"Wait" I stopped him, he pulled away almost instantly, passing me my bra that had somehow ended up in his hands, "I can't do this" I muttered, taking a few deep breaths as I attempted to calm myself.

"Hey, that's fine" Wilmer told me, cuping my face in his hands as he angled me to be looking at him, "What's wrong?"

I bit my lip in thought, "I'll tell you one day"

"If this is about you trying to see if I want you, then I think you have your answer. You're one of the most attractive women I've been with" Wilmer confessed, running his fingers through his hair as I fastened my bra around my chest. "How old were you?"

My eyes widened, "What?"

"You heard me"

I bowed my head in shame, "I was fifteen"

"I'm sorry"

"Why? You can't change what happened" I told the man, "It's not like it was all the way anyway... That's what my Uncle told the judge when we were in court. He told them that it didn't matter and he shouldn't be in trouble because he didn't go all the way with me" Wilmer took me in a hug, stroking my hair, "How did you know anyway?"

Wilmer shrugged, "The way you freaked out...I didn't want it to be true but I had to ask"

"I'm sorry..." I trailed out, letting out a heavy breath as a lone tear ran down my cheek, "I should get dressed" I told Wilmer, pulling out of the hug as I composed myself. I had never told anyone outside of my family about that.

Wilmer looked to the floor then back at me, "Do you want to go to lunch?"

I shook my head while pulling my jeans over my legs, "I'm meeting up with Jeremy, we're going on a date"

"Have fun"

"Thanks" I smiled, pecking him on the cheek before grabbing my bag and walking to the front door, "Wait, can I have $50 for tonight?" I asked, feeling slightly bad for asking,

Wilmer tensed his jaw, "Yeah, sure" He told me. I could tell that he was somewhat upset, "Just about money after all" He muttered under his breath, I don't think I was meant to hear that.

I smiled awkwardly, "Thank you" I said, taking the 50 from his hand and closing the door behind me. Hearing Wilmer lock it as I headed down the corridor.

..

My stomach began to churn as Jeremy and I exited the ride. As much as I had told myself that I wasn't going to feel sick, I knew that it was going to happen.

"You okay?" Jeremy asked, wrapping his arm around my waist as we walked down the lit up aisles of rides.

I nodded, "A bit nauseous, but I'll live"

My mind kept wondering back to what I had told Wilmer. I was slightly uncomfortable, it was so difficult to think about let alone talk about. I shook away the thoughts, I didn't want to start having flashbacks.

"Demi, did you hear me?" Jeremy asked, tapping my waist where his hand met.

I bit the inside of my cheek, "Sorry, I spaced out"

"I asked you where you want to go next" The blonde chuckled, repeating the question.

"Oh..." I trailed off in thought, "We could get some Cotton Candy?" I suggested,

"Sounds good" He smiled, leading me towards the small pink and white stand. "Two please" He requested to the elderly woman.

I passed Jeremy the $5 for mine but he shook his head before passing the money for both of ours to the lady, "I can pay for mine you know"

"I'm treating you tonight" He told me.

..

I stumbled off of the ride which was called 'Ring of Fire'. "I don't feel well" I told Jeremy, feeling the acidic vile rise up my throat as he stumbled off behind me.

"Yeah D, you don't look too good..." He trailed off, noticing how all the blood had drained from my face. I most definitely shouldn't have eaten before going on the ride. "Let's go to the nearest trash can"

I scrunched up my face as he placed his hand over mine, intertwining our fingers as he guided me through the food court, searching for a trash can. "Let's just go to the bathrooms, I'm not throwing up in a public bin"

As we turned around to head in the other direction, we came face-to-face with the last person that I wanted to see in that moment.

"Oh hey Mr. Valderrama" Jeremy said to Wilmer who was smiling. I clenched my jaw when I saw a girl next to Wilmer, her arm wrapped around his. I wasn't sure if it was because of the ride or because of the fact that Wilmer was on a date with another woman, but I couldn't control the vile that forced its way out of my body.

I hunched over as I coughed up the rest of the liquid onto the grass. Jeremy had his hand rubbing circles on my back, I was so embarrassed I just didn't know what to say.

"Are you okay?" Wilmer asked me as I stood up, wiping my mouth on the sleeve of my sweater.

I scowled at the man, "What do you care?" I spat, my eyes moving between him and the woman.

"Excuse us, we have to go" Jeremy said, seeing how uncomfortable I was in the situation. I linked my arm with his as we headed out of the carnival, "Stay at mine tonight, I want to make sure you're okay"

I nodded, "Thank you"