Skin

Part XI - Serena

The sun was piercing through the wall-lengthed mirrors causing a glare across my face. I blinked a few times to adjust my eyes to the light. As I began to rise, I remembered that I wasn't alone, and that I was completely naked.

Memories of the night before rushed back into memory as I made my way to the bathroom. I studied my naked body in the mirror and recalled all the places that Drew had touched me. Not only was I no longer a virgin, but I had sex a total of three times within the past twenty-four hours. But I wasn't ashamed.

A faint smile began to make it's way across my face until I remembered the harsh reality of the situation. I remembered how I couldn't get too attached and develop any feelings. I remembered that this wouldn't last forever, and I only had six days left with Drew.

Drew...

Pictures of him thrusting into me the night before raced across my mind. As if he knew I was thinking about him, he suddenly appeared by my side. He had his boxers on and was staring at me, meanwhile I still didn't have a single piece of clothing on. I felt... vulnerable.

He exited the bathroom and came back with my clothes.

"Here."

And then he walked out.

I was confused. I knew that we were just having fun, but for me last night was amazing. I wanted to talk about it, or at least talk about anything! Maybe I was just reading into it. I hopped into the shower to quickly rinse off my thoughts. When I got out I threw on my clothes from the day before and tied my hair into a bun. I didn't have any make-up on me, just a chapstick so I applied some before I walked out.

Drew was already dressed and looking out the large windows. I walked over to see what he was looking at but as I approached he jumped a little.

"We should get going. Get you back home. Your friends are probably worried."

I was startled by his reaction, and I would've said something but I remembered Kristen and Lex. The last time I said anything to them was before we took off last night. I quickly got out my phone, but to my surprise there weren't any messages except for a drunk text from... Lex? She's usually the mom of the group though?

*i jst wanted to let u kno jus ow much i appreciate u s!!!!! bested friend evaaaa bitch* 1:05 A.M.

I had to surprise myself from laughing out loud due to Mr. Grumpy who was opening the door into the hotel hallway.

*hey, I hope you're not too fucked this morning but I'm on my way back now. You won't believe what happened last night ;)* 9:13 A.M.

We made our way to the elevator, and took it down to the lobby. Drew was quiet and staring at his phone. I looked around the elevator and thought about our make out session in there the night before. Why is it so awkward now?

When we reached the lobby, Drew went up to the receptionist to check out and pay. I felt bad that he was paying for everything, but I didn't want to get into any unnecessary arguments. He motioned for me to follow him outside.

I was immediately struck by the sun and the warming air was hovering all over me. I was taking in my surroundings when i noticed that Drew had already started walking. I ran to catch up with him. He was walking at a rather fast pace, and I struggled to keep up. To my surprise so many people were already out and about, which was unfortunate for me as they just became obstacle in my way of keeping up. We arrived at a subway station and went down into it. He slid his metro card through for the both of us and I followed him into a subway car to the Upper East Side.

When we arrived at our stop he didn't even notify me that we were getting off. Luckily, I was paying attention as he got up to leave. I followed him up onto the crowded streets. It had gotten even warmer out and the glare of the sun was blinding. For a second, I lost track of him again but I found my way to him.

I had enough of the silence. Did he not want me around any longer? Was he really just trying to get rid of me?

"Do you think you could slow down?" I said a little out of breath.

"I have somewhere to be," he mumbled back.

For some reason the way he responded set me off. I stopped dead in my tracks. I put a hand on my hip and the other over my forehead to block the sun.

"I'm sorry did I do something wrong?"

He stopped walking but he didn't turn around.

"I'm talking to you asshole. I don't know if you forgot but last night was pretty amazing. Well, at least for me. I wouldn't know what you're thinking, seeing that you've only spoken about three sentences to me."

He still wouldn't turn around and just stared further down the block. I could see the apartment building my penthouse was in, so I figured I'd just walk back without him.

I sarcastically chuckled before making my own way back.

"Figures," I remarked as I made sure to brush past him.

I was about a block away and just as I thought I was in the clear I heard someone run up behind me and they grabbed my arm. They pulled me over to the side and in between two buildings.

"Let me go!" I screamed.

"It's me."

I looked up and realized it was just Drew.

"Oh. Then I'd rather it be a mugger," I pulled my arm from his grasp and began to walk away, but he reached for me again.

"You have something to say now?" I raised my voice and looked him dead in the eye. "You have some nerve. I told you how much last night meant to me, or I mean how much it would've meant to me had this been a normal relationship, and now you're acting like this? Was I not enough for you? Was I not what you were expecting?? Well, I'm sorry to shatter your fantasy of me, but you could at least have the decency to say ANYTHING about how it was for you!"

I caught my breath and looked down at my feet. I could feel him studying me, but I couldn't bring myself to make eye-contact again.

"If I unsatisfied you this much.. I wish you would've just left me alone in that hotel room."

He began to laugh, which only make me angrier. My eyebrows furrowed together and I could feel my cheeks heating up. Again, I went to leave, but he blocked my path with his arms. They were on both sides of me and I stared at him in disbelief. Who does he think he is? Playing me along like a lost puppy and then ridiculing me? I don't think so. 

I was about to go off again until he smashed his lips onto mine and brought his hand up to cup my cheek. As much as I wanted to push him away and slap him, I couldn't help but give in. The movement between us was familiar and I couldn't get enough. He stopped and rested his forehead against mine.

"Serena," he lightly chuckled and raised my chin so that he could look into my eyes. "Last night was the best night of my existence."