This Is Me

twenty-five

"Sorry Eleonor, I forgot the receipt so now we can't trade your jacket and I also left it in the other car's trunk. I'll give you next time." Daddy says looking sad. 
My birthday was a few days ago and that had promised me he would give me a nice jacket, one I saw at the store and fell in love with but now it was time for me to get it and daddy couldn't give it to me.
"Don't worry daddy, whenever you can you give it to me." I smile but deep down I can't deny that I'm disappointed.
It's just that this is not the first time it happens and he's not the first one to make it since grandpa did the same. I know like is hard but I would prefer to know the truth than this...
Adults really are hard to understand...

"So, tell me, how did this happen?" 

Mariah asked me. Right now we were alone in the restroom but that needs to give you some kind of explanation so let's go back a little.

Flashback:

The bell rang, me and Stephen ran to class. Actually, I was the one running and dragging him with me, good to know I'm the responsible one in this since responsibility is something I lack in a massive proportion. 

The classroom seemed so far while I dragged this man's body, I swear this dude was so heavy and the way he was struggling to not go to class was something you should admire. I kept asking him to cooperate, I think at some point I even begged for him to stop and just hurry up.  It was obviously in vain since Stephen was extremely stubborn and today he was even worse. 

Finally, we reached our destination, our classmates were still getting in so I didn't need to knock on the door or even be afraid the teacher would give us detention.

As I was getting in, he pulled me to the side, to a small place between lockers, where no one could see us. Pushing his body against mine, making hard to breathe or to even think straight, he whispered in my ear. 

"You are so stressed about class, I could do something about that," Stephen whispers in my ear, making a chill run all the way down my spine. His words were the sweetest sound I've ever heard. "Instead of going to class, we could..." He moves his knee, positioning his leg in between mine and making my core aching for him however I succeeded and suppressed a moan. "I don't know..." Stephen grabs my wrists, pinning them above my head and just like that, there's nothing I can do, I'm at his mercy and that turns me on in ways I didn't want to admit. "We could have so much fun..." He lowers his lips, kissing painfully slowly my neck. This time I can't help but moan. To my dismay, he stops. "But you want to go to class, right?" Stephen smiles and I can't help but getting mad.

I was horny and frustrated. Thanks for nothing, asshole. 

I got in and sat on my previous place, right next to George with Stephen in the place in front of me. My best friend was stunned looking at me and I knew exactly what was in his head. 

"Why aren't you there?" He asked while pointing to the empty space next to the tattooed man. 

"Because you are here and I always sat here," I answer without putting too much thought into it while taking my things from my bag. 

"I know that genius," George says, still looking at me.

"Then I don't get the question," I answer now looking at him.

"Eleonor, now that you are with him I thought you were going to sit next to him." He says honestly.

"I'm not like that George," I say and turn my body so that way I can look straight at him. " Before Stephen came into my life you were already there so why should I turn my back against you now. Our friendship won't be any different just because I'm somewhat with him."