12/10/17
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12:00 AM
I wake up surrounded by blackness. The ground around my bare feet is wet, and gravely, but I also feel like I'm floating. I take a step, and then another, and then another, until I see a figure - a figure of a little girl sitting on the ground. She has strawberry blonde hair, and was wearing a white nightgown. I approach her, maybe to get some answers on where I am - she looks like a sweet little girl, after all. She looks up at me, her face is covered in dark freckles and has a rosy flush. Her eyes are grey-colored, and... empty.
"Hello..?" She asks, her small, innocent voice echoing. I want to respond, but my throat is closed shut. I can't speak. I can't move. I can't do anything but listen. Fear covers my naked body. I want to cry.
"Hello?" She asks, more forcefully this time, while standing up. I try to step back, but the ground doesn't feel like wet gravel anymore, instead it feels like my feet are trapped in cement.
"Who are you? Why are you here?" The child is screaming and walking towards me. The more I look at her, the less human she looks.
"Who? Who??" The child says, with a demon like voice. I fall to the ground, and tears stream down my face. All I hear is inaudible, distorted screaming, as the child disintegrates in a pixel like form to the ground. I hear her screeching voice echoing around the entire black void until...
12/10/17
Holly Hernandez's Bedroom.
7:23 AM
I wake up in a strange room. This time, however, I'm not standing. I'm in a bed, with white sheets and a purple comforter. I'm still naked, though, and my mouth feels like it's full of cotton. And I'm not the only person in the bed. I turn my head over, and see Holly, also naked, dead asleep.
"Fuck." I think. I hop out of the bed in a fit of panic, and immediately i feel immense pain in my nether regions. I fall to the ground, one hand holding my lower-stomach and the other holding my mouth, so I don't scream. I don't remember what Holly had that was big enough to make me feel this much pain, but FUCK, I'M IN A LOT OF PAIN HERE. I crawl on the floor, looking for some clothing. I seemed to forget when I woke up that I can't exactly see without my glasses. I reach out, crawling around, and I find an item of clothing. A tank top. Fuck it, anything to cover me up. I put it on, now needing to cover my bottom. I keep crawling, and feeling around on the floor, until I find a pair of panties. After feeling them, I feel teeth marks on them, after feeling the teeth marks on the panties, I feel the teeth marks on my thigh. I wince in pain,
"What did she do to me?" I think. I put on the panties, and stand up, only to crouch again from the pain inside of me. I waddle on the floor until I get to the night-stand, and grab my glasses. After I put them on, I look down and see a bunch of bite and scratch marks, as well as a stream of dried blood going down my leg.
"Gross." I whisper. I grab my phone and sit on the bed, just to lay on it again. Thoughts race through my mind.
"Did I lose my virginity last night? I think that's obvious... How did it even happen, though? What led up to it? I blacked out as soon as she said to make out with her. Fuck. This is fucked. How am I going to explain why I wasn't home last night to Dan? Fucking fuck fuck fuck."
I feel sick to my stomach, and I start to cry. In my head, I remember my nightmare. I don't know what the nightmare I had last night was, but it was terrifying. At least it was just a dream, right? Hopefully. I turn to look at Holly. She's still dead asleep, and she's covered in scratch marks. What on earth did I do to my best friend? We both had to have been caught up in the moment. I just hope I wasn't her first. Hopefully. I doze off, and a few hours pass.
I wake up to Holly pushing me to wake up, chanting "Lainey, Lainey Lainey!" With an increasing pitch. I open my eyes, and look up at the girl who I apparently lost my virginity to last night. She's wearing my hoodie - which was obviously too big for her, and no pants. Her hairs a wreck, and her neck is completely red. I feel like shit.
"Well, good morning!" I say to her, confused.
"Morning... " she says.
"Look, I'm sorry about last night. I've always been confused about my sexuality, I've never really... Told anyone. I haven't tried to do anything with girls - or guys for that matter. I'm sorry if I was the first girl you've ever done that to, is what I'm trying to say. "
"Lainey.. Dude.." Holly says.
"It's not a big deal if you've never done anything before. Last night was fucking amazing and I'm totally happy that my first girl was you. You're my best friend, and I hope that our personal libedos that we've obviously been hiding for a while doesn't change SHIT."
"Holly, this means a lot to me, thank you." I say, although what happened was not at all what I wanted. I don't think I had 'a libedo that I was hiding', and I'm insulted by the fact that she thought I did. I'm also pissed at the fact that I can't even remember what happened during my first time, not to mention that I lost my virginity in a one night stand with my best friend. I feel disgusting. Seriously.
"So, you up for some pancakes?" Holly says, trying to lighten the mood with breakfast. I'm sick to my stomach, but I accept the offer.
"Of fucking course I'm up for pancakes!"
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Whispers in the Halls
RomanceLainey Rhodes was an average freshman at Lone Oak Arts, but very quickly her school's atmosphere changes from an accepting, sweet academy to a terrifying hellhole where she can't trust anyone. (this story contains mature language, recreational drug...