Deadly Love

Chapter 7: Sunday Mornings

Mature Content Ahead:

Sunday mornings are known to be peaceful and calm but not this one.

Rubbing my hand over my face before I open my eyes was a task.

My head was pounding like there were a million tiny trucks just driving into my brain if that makes any sense.

A moan escaped my lips as I peeled my eyes open.

Before I could even open them all the way I realized that I wasn't in my home because of the smell.

It smelled of men's cologne, but not just any men's cologne.

I remember his distinct smell. It was Matt. Don't panic Vee, you're familiar with Matt and he's cool.

My eyes finally peel open and I quickly look to my right, where he was laying.

Matt was sleeping on his back, shirtless with a pair of sweatpants on.

I look down at my body and realize that I'm still in my oversized shirt, except my shoes were off.

Ok good we didn't have sex. Now that I know we didn't do anything, I try to recall last night.

Ok, I remember getting to Matt's apartment then leaving, lighting up, but then it's all fuzzy from there.

I remember Jenny crying. Ha. Jenny always cries when she's drunk.

But why was she crying? My brain started to hurt from all the thinking I was doing.

There was a reason she was crying Vee, come on th- hold on.

Matt kissed me. In front of a whole bunch of fucking people. We kissed on stage! Why would I let him kiss me?!

Matt and I kissed. But wait, aww Matt kissed me, sure it was a sloppy drunk kiss but it was still so good.

I traced my fingers over my lips and shifted my body toward him.

He looks so peaceful just sleeping away.

The sun was shining in on his body, making it look like he was shining. He looked so good right now.

"It's weird to stare at people, doll face." His eyes are still closed and I jump.

"I'm enjoying the view." I simply say as Matt opens his eyes.

"Oh yeah?" He shifts his body toward me as a smirk forms on his face.

"Yeah." I bite my lip before telling myself to ask him about last night just to be sure.

"So.... did... we do anything... last night?"

"Yes, we fucked all night long. How could you forget?"

If I hadn't been talking to him previous to this, I would've got scared and started to panic, but I could hear the sarcasm in his voice, which was a relief.

I hit his shoulder.

"Ha ha... you wish. Then how did I end up here?" Questioning the blue eyed man, who was deviously smirking at me.

"Because your friend and my friend, Dave, had sex last night. He took her to his apartment, and I took care of you at mine."

See? What did I say? Jenny would end up having sex with him. It wasn't shocking to me.

He took care of me? The look in his eyes told me that he was being sincere.

"Thank you, Matt. Really." Taking my hand, I touched his bare arm. He looks down at my arm then back at me.