Landon P.O.V
I woke up on the ashy floor with Brittany beside me. I attempted to lift my head, but the worst hangover slammed it back down to the ground. I slowly got up and walked to my flock of friends. Clutching my head that was spinning in painful circles, I casually joined the conversation.
"Listen, that was the best thing I've ever tasted." Tom raved.
"What are you guys talking about?" I squinted.
"Well your boy Tom here had a bit of tongue action last night." Preston handed me a beer that I rejected, as Fernando flicked his tongue between his index and middle finger.
"You raping someone's daughter again." I chuckled.
"It's not considered rape if she wanted it." He pointed his bottle at me.
"Either way, it was good." He chugged down his beer.
"Refill, anyone?" He asked.
"Yeah," Fernando, Tyreke and Aaron answered.
Tom turned to his trailer getting inside.
"You had quite a night though," Tom spoke from inside.
"Yeah, dude you really did a number on your girl . . . " Tyreke interjected.
"Ex--girl." Fernando shrugged.
"How did I do that?" I scrunched up my face.
"Well you said something along the lines of I don't want to love you, sex was enough." Tom came out with a few more beers.
"And my personal favorite 'your vaginal wall came tumbling down which was my only intent." Tom snickered.
I tugged on my hair with my eyes closed regretting my words.
"Fuck." I whispered.
"Yeah, you fucked up bro." Aaron took a swig of his Bud light.
"There were a lot of blowjob references . . . . were they true?" Eman rested his hand on my back.
"Fuck off." I looked to him.
"You never tell us anything ." He whined.
"Well, I'm gonna shower to wash off whatever Britt may have done, so there you go." I teased.
"You're an asshole." He rolled his eyes.
"One tighter than you."
I walked into Tom's porn star trailer and into the closet sized bathroom. Last night was faint to me, hell almost non existent. I remembered six shots of Gin and Tonic, two beers and a blunt, but nothing afterwards. The cold water hit up against my back like the snow just a few days ago, quite contrary to the weather, it was incapable of getting warm. I came out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my waist. Light blue jeans, a white elbow length shirt and a pair of grey Timberlands were put on my body. I walked over to the flock of guys who stood near our parked cars.
"Ya know, I don't reckon seeing any other girl being here." Preston questioned.
"No other girl besides, Acacia." Aaron commented.
"There was no other girl here?" I inquired, furrowing my eyebrows.
"No, but maybe it's someone here." Fernando inferred.
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Precaution
Teen Fiction"I don't want to go anywhere, I have things to do!" "Life isn't always about fun and games you know. You have to think about the future!" I said. "Okay you're right. But think about this, why are we given life if we weren't supposed to...
