I'm Back And With Revenge *Edited version published*

~Chapter 9~

"Oh... my..." I couldn't even finish the sentence. That's how much what we just did shocked me. "We... we j-just... um..." I said, scratching the back of my head.

Then I remembered what my mom said today.

“Lillian, you look like you came out of a 1990’s biker gang! What’s going on here! You realize that if boys see you with a little bit less clothes on, they’ll want to take advantage of you, right? You know your friend, in the other room? He could just be waiting for you to have sex with him and then he’s gone and you’re on the street! Is that what you want?”

"Oh, sweet mother of-" I muttered, closing my eyes, trying to calm down. "Calm down, Lily. That meant nothing. It was just a kiss... You're just a hormonal teenage girl. Relax" I said to myself, relaxing a little bit more after I said that. "Just a hormonal teenage girl" I chanted over and over again as I stood up and walked over to the sink. I gripped onto the sides of the round sink tightly and slowly lifted my head, until I saw the top half of my body in the big oval mirror.

"Or maybe it's something more. Maybe you like him" my reflection in the mirror said with a smirk. My eyes widened and I jumped away from the mirror.

"Great. Just bloody great. Now I'm hallucinating!" I said sarcastically. I gripped my hair at the back of my head and started to pace around the bathroom. "That meant nothing. You're over-thinking everything. You do not like Hunter. He's more like a brother not a lover" I said over and over as I paced the bathroom.

What am I going to do when I go outside? Will we still be friends? Will things get awkward between us? Did he feel... anything when he kissed me, like I did? What did that shock mean? Does he regret the kiss?

... Do I regret the kiss?

Do I regret the kiss.. I don't know the answer to that. I honestly don't. That kiss had... I don't know how to explain it. There was something in that kiss that made me want to never stop kissing him. Something that made me want to hold on tight to him and never let go. It felt... It felt... Words can't explain it. I can't explain it!

But even though it felt good to kiss him, it was also wrong. It felt like I was kissing my brother! Eww...

(A/N not trying to be mean. It's my opinion.)

It felt like I shouldn't be doing it. I don't know why I pulled him back in! Why did I let things go that far? Why did I let him kiss me?

"Good questions! But can you answer them?" my reflection in the mirror said, raising an eyebrow. My eyes widened again as my reflection started talking.

"Ok... I need to get checked or something. Maybe I hot my head on the door too hard.." I said after a couple of seconds of being in shock. Rubbing my head, I walked over towards the sink.

'Ok, I've officially lost it' I said in my head, as I looked into the mirror and asked it "What do I do?"

"You go out there, and you wing it" she said with a wink. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm being serious" I said to the mirror. The mirror reflection shrugged and shook it's head.

"I'm being serious too. Wing it" the reflection said, and then disappeared, turning into a normal relfection.

"I need to go to a psychiatrist after this" I said, shaking my head and walking towards the bathroom door.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard pots and pans clattering around. I ran quickly over to the closet and put on spandex shorts and a huge shirt that I found hanging out of my drawer. After I put all my clothes on, I started walking towards the kitchen just to see french fries and chicken nuggets on the table, and Hunter washing the dishes. "Hunter, go eat. I'll wash the dishes" I said to him as I walked towards the sink.