No regrets

Chapter 7- Aly

           

I COULD HAVE DIGGED deeper when I found Jared and Stephanie talking alone in the living room. They looked weird when I walked in on them, especially Jared. He looked nervous, almost on edge. Maybe they were arguing about something. But I decided it was better to let them be, I wasn't feeling so great right now. Not after what had happened last night with Austin. I was still shocked about it, but mostly I was really pissed off at him.

Yesterday night, when we got out from the jacuzzi, we decided to have some drinks on the bar before calling it a night. I'm not much of a drinker so I only had a glass or two of wine. Steph didn't drink too much either. Now, Austin and Scott? That was another story. They started drinking and didn't stop shaving whisky down their throats for an entire hour. Steph and I finally managed to take the bottles from their hands and dragged them to their rooms.

I had to help him up the stairs, that's how drunk he was. I hated that he would put his body through that shit, I didn't even get the point of it, they weren't even at a party. I was prepared to drop his drunken ass in the bed, but when we entered the bedroom he immediately pressed his lips against mine. He tasted like scotch. I didn't even liked scotch. I tried to pulled away but he wrapped his arms around me and pushed me closer to me.

"Hey, hey Austin stop it, you're drunk" I said trying to free myself from his hold. That only made him press harder. I felt his erection against me.

"Mmmh, so what?" He asked and leaned in to kiss me again. I pulled my head back. His hands were now inside the back of my shirt. He was trying to undo the knot of my bikini top.

"I don't want to do this when you are like this." I said grabbing his arms and pulling them out of my shirt.

"Agh, Aleena, when will you EVER want to do this huh?" He asked on a louder voice. I looked at his eyes and he was mad. Not just angry, mad.

I was done with it. I gathered all my strength and managed to pull away from him. I took some steps back, creating some distance between us.

"I thought you said you were willing to wait, Austin, that we would take it slow." I told him disappointedly.

Had he been lying to me this whole time? I sensed my face turning red.   

"We have been taking it slow, it's been FIVE fucking months." He said.

Auch. That felt like a punch in my gut. I started walking towards the door, I had to get out of there, I was so furious I couldn't think straight. All I knew was that I didn't want to be near him right now.

I was about to open the door when he grabbed my wrist.

"I'm so sorry baby." He said realizing what he had said. "I didn't mean it like that." He apologized.

"Whatever Austin, I don't want to talk to you right now, I don't even want to look at you." I said firmly and removed my arm from his grip.

"Fine, you don't need to talk to me, but please don't go." He begged. He seemed like he was about to start crying.

"I'll go take a shower." I said. I fetched some Pj's and entered the bathroom. I didn't want to go wandering the house at night anyway. I needed hot water against my flesh.

I turned the shower on and in a matter of seconds boiling water was already pouring out of it. I got in and let the burning water calm me down. I couldn't believe what just happened. Not once in the five months that we've been together he had ever said something like that. He was always asking me to stop him if things were going too fast when we were making out. He had always been so great about it. He treated me gently and with respect.