the wild child

here we are now

Here I am now in my bed with some random girl. She is pretty. She has a reddish tent to her hair. Her face is structured and her lips are full. I slowly get up to remember the events of last night. Dez, the shots, then the girl. I go downstairs after I slid on boxers and shorts. "Piper! Piper! Piiiiiipppppeeerrrrrrr!" I go to her room and open the door to a random couple lying in her bed. I close the door and leave. I didn't really drink that much, I don't think. I walk up stairs and grab the girls clothes and go to the utility room. I heard a ding a while ago, it must've been the washer. I pull the sheets out of the washer and move them to the  dryer. I put in the remaining pile of things into the washer plus the girls clothing. I return to upstairs and grab some  of Pipers clothing and place it on my dresser. I shake the girl who is sleeping in my bed. She wakes with a start,"Who are you why are you in my be..." she trails off and looks around. I stop her from her realization and speak, "You seem to be  in denial, but my name is Vincent. There is clothes on the dresser behind me. They are not your clothes, but they are my sister clothes I am washing your clothes now. Just wear these until then. Im going to leave the room to let you change. If you want to shower there's a bathroom out my door to the left." I finsihed my statement and exited the room.

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I didn't. I couldn't have, yet I know I did. I pick up the clothes and change into them. At least he is hot. Does that count for anything? I have to tell Jennifer. I cant though. She would see me as a slut. She wouldn't get it. Besides, i wasn't supposed to be at the party anyway. Dez forbade me. I'm so fucking screwed. I have to remind myself to calm down 'Stop it Kay, get your shit together.' Oh my fuck and I thought my mom would ground me for skipping a day of school.

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I'm on my way back. The place Dez sent me was beautiful. I received a call from a very concerned Vincent this morning. She threw a fucking party. I'm the responsible one. I shouldn't have left. Meanwhile I need to read Allegiant. I need to find out what happens to Uriah. I mumble to myself," maybe I need some rehab or maybe just need some sleep."