Diary of a High School Slut

❹: Kitten

[CHAPTER 4]
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I was scared. Not because of what he was doing, but because I was enjoying it. I knew what he was doing to me, he was leading me on and I was letting him. But I hope I learned my lesson. I wasn't going to let someone else drag me around only to toss me aside when something better comes. Not again.

I let Colby continue kissing my neck while I tried to find something to help me out of this situation. A glint of silver on the bedside table caught my eye. I pushed Colby towards the bed, dropping Chelsea's clutch in the process. I sneakily grabbed the handcuffs and strapped one end on Colby's wrist and the other on the bed post before he could react.

"Payback time, I didn't peg you as the kinky type" I full on laugh at him.

I crawl off of Colby and run to where I dropped Chelsea's clutch. I pull out her phone and take a dozen pictures and two videos of Colby struggling to get the handcuffs off.

"I guess I'll see you around" I blow a kiss in his direction.

I run out of the room and push my way to the bathroom where a frantic Chelsea is waiting. She looks like she's going to bite my head off. When I hand her the clutch, her eyes zero in on my neck and her blue eyes widen.

"OH MY GOD JANINE IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?" she yells at the top of her lungs.

"Hush! I may or may not have angered a certain someone and he in turn may or may not have tried to rape me as payback and I may or may not have cuffed him to a bed and may or may not have taken a billion pictures and videos as black mail on your phone and he may or may not be cuffed to the bed as we speak.." I blubbered but trailed off at the end. I almost wanted to tell her how good Colby was with his mouth but she probably already knew that...

"Who is he?" Chelsea asked

"Colbywhite" I sputtered his name out quickly hoping she wouldn't hear and brush it off, wishful thinking I know.

"Who?" She looked at me quizzically. I let her finish applying her makeup and dragged her to the room where Colby was. When I swung the door open I expected Colby to be cuffed to bed in misery and begging me to let him go. But that wasn't the case, when I swung the door open he was nowhere to be found.

"Haha I got you!"I laughed it off and told Chelsea to enjoy the party, mistake number one. She heeded my advice and drunkenly danced her way out of the room. I then went to look around the room to figure out how Colby escaped, mistake number two. I found the handcuffs on the bedside table along with a note that read;

Dearest Kitten

I don't know your name but you remind me of a kitten with your innocence. If you're reading this you're probably looking for me, but don't look too far. I love the chase. Enjoy the party by the way, I'll be watching.

-C

I folded the letter and tucked it into my clutch. I remembered during lunch, hours prior, Colby gave me his number. I decided to text him one of the pictures I took on Chelsea's phone.

I captioned it:
"Your secret isn't safe with me"

Smirking to myself I went back out into the party and had a couple heated make out sessions, all in my job description. I never saw myself to be the type but alcohol is very persuasive.

After what feels like years later I get a text from Chelsea and she tells me to find a ride home, she's out with her conquest of the night. How lovely.

I don't know anyone at this party and I don't just go home with anyone. My memory is fuzzy, so even if I tried to walk home, I would probably get lost.