Chapter Six.

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ALLIE ROSE

Standing in the shower with the hot water beating against my sore naked body. I relive the whole night in my head. The sex, the handjobs, the blowjobs and me riding him. Fuck, i did so much with him last night. He's seen me... naked.

I shiver because I've never been so close with a guy. Okay, I like to show a little skin when I'm out but I've never been far with anyone.

I finished in the shower. I got out, grabbed the towel and wrapped it around myself. Opening the door slowly, I peek around the side of the door to make sure that Jimmy was gone. He was.

Breathing out a sigh of relief I walk out of the bathroom and make my way towards the wardrobe. I pull out my usual school uniform - white shirt, black skirt and tights, black jumper with a splash of red on it, red and black tie... in case you needed it confirmed, the school's color was black and red.

I get dressed, grab my school bag and my phone. I make my way downstairs while looking at my phone, then it suddenly hits me.

It's been one year...

One year since my brother died.

My twin brother.

Stopping in my tracks I shake my head.

How could I possibly forget?

I'm so sorry Joey...

I slowly sit down on the bottom step of the stairs and close my eyes, remembering that day like it was yesterday...

We were in the car with our dad and he was at the front with dad and I was in the back. My and Joey had been fighting about who should get to sit at the front but Joey won because I was in the front last time.

We all decided to go out for the day, go to the rugby final, Warriors verses Tigers. I supported Warriors and Joey supported Tigers. We kept having banter with each other, who was gonna win? Making bets with each other. We had a great day out, until we were on own way home.

Shaking my head, I cant relive that day. I hurts to much. It breaks my heart to think of that day.

I arrive at school and decide to wait for Frankie, I know he's not here yet because he's never on time to school. I lean against the wall and let my mind wonder... wonder towards Jimmy.

What happened last night was a mistake and it wasn't meant to happen. But for some reason, it did feel right. Yes, I was drunk, but still knew what I was doing even if I told him that I didn't. But I did. I knew I was letting myself into something dangerous. He's a bad boy and everyone that knows him, know it.

But the way he moves, it's confidence with a hint of arrogance. The way his lips feel against my neck, my shoulder, my thighs and anywhere else, they just feel so soft it makes me go so weak at my knees. I love his hair. His hair is so soft and silky in my hands, despite it's spikey appearance, I liked running my fingers through his hair while his head was in between my legs, it helped me keep relaxed and calmed, making sure I didn't come to soon and ruin it all. His body is amazing as well, I like to feel him on top of me, pinning me to my bed or against my wall, I like his body how it is, he has muscles and a toned body but it's not over the top, I like it.

I'm so sore. So so sore from last night, sometimes it hurts to walk and sit. But it was worth it to have sex with a twenty-six year old guy.

I keep thinking about Jimmy, everything good about him, I have to stop thinking about him because I feel myself growing more and more wet so I have to stop.

In perfect timing Frankie turns up in Jimmy's car, and he's there. He smirks at me and I turn away, I can't let him know that I've been thinking about him and might want to be with him again, like last night.

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