My Mistake ➵lucaya➵

Hangover

Maya's POV
Saturday, January 23, 2016

I opened my eyes even though I didn't want to because practically everything was numb.

I tried to lift my head up but I couldn't, it hurt so bad.

"Shit..." I mumbled putting my hand on my head.

I looked down. I was in my own bed. I looked around. Realizing I wasn't the only person in my bed, I panicked.

What was Lucas doing in here?

I tried to remember what happened yesterday, but I just couldn't put it together.

Wait...

I lifted up the blanket covering my what I found out was my bare body.

"What the hell!" I whisper yelled, because loud noises for some reason hurt my head right now.

Why don't I have any clothes on not even underwear.

Does this mean Lucas is...

I looked under the blanket before I could even finish my thought.

He was bare naked too. Not even underwear.

I cringed realizing I was still staring at him, and put the blanket back down.

I started to breath heavy thinking of what could of happened. I thought back to last night.

I put both of my hands on my head and took breaths in and out to stop myself from crying. I remembered drinking my mother's beer.

Did we have sex?

I breathed even heavier at the thought. No, I would have remembered that... but how? I was drunk.

Oh no, what about Riley? It would kill her if we did "it"! She would hate me! Because Lucas is supposed to be hers, not mine!

Oh shit! We had movie night last night! That means... they are all still in the living room... sleeping.

Still holding on to the possibility we didn't have sex, I decided it was best to wake up Lucas, quickly, before the others wake up.

I put my hand on his shoulder and started to shake him, "Lucas, wake up." I said softly and quietly, assuming he had drank too and had a hangover.

He stirred and slowly started to open his eyes. He looked at me and his eyes widened.

"What?" I questioned at his shocked look.

I looked down and realized I didn't have any clothes on, and the blanket was only covering the bottom half of my body... not my boobs or stomach.

I quickly picked up the blanket covering my whole body, but still covering his.

"Sorry..." I mumbled feeling my face turn red.

"What the hell? Why are you naked?" He asked, "And why am I in your bed?"

"I'd like to know that myself." I said.

He frowned, looking at the beer bottle next to him.

"Oh god." He looked under the blanket at himself, "did we..."

"I don't know Lucas!" I said in my loudest voice I possibly could use at the moment, considering I had a hangover.

"What do you remember because you seemed to have been the sober one for the longer period of time?" I asked starting to fell my eyes get hot and watery.

He sat up, "I remember... finding you on the bathroom floor. You where drunk. You took me to your room, sat on me, took off your shirt, and told me if I didn't drink the beer I was a pussy. And I did... I remember kissing you, and you taking off my shirt, and maybe even a little bit of us-" he stopped himself realizing I was crying.

I had my hand over my mouth and about halfway through his speech couldn't stop the tears from pouring out.

Lucas put his hand on my shoulder, "Maya," he said trying to comfort me.

"So I raped you?" I asked and sobbed even though I knew the answer.

"No, Maya it wasn't like that," he started but I interrupted, "What do you mean it wasn't like that! I got you to get drunk just to have sex with you!" I screamed not caring how bad my head hurt because of the loud noise.

"Shhhh they're in the other room." He said and rubbed my bare back.

"And Maya I swear it wasn't like that, I was there, trust me. I'm the one who took the drink from you." He said in a soothing voice.

Why was Lucas so calm about this? I raped him, though what he just said made me feel a little bit better.

I put my right hand over my face and the left hand holding up the blanket covering me.

I continued to cry, and he pulled me close to him and rubbed my back, and I buried my head in his chest and sobbed loudly.

After about ten minutes of me crying my eyes out I saw him pick up my phone and check the time.

"Ok Maya," he whispered putting his chin on top of my head, "it's about 9 and I'm assuming they're going to start waking up soon, so we should get dressed and get out of here."

"Ok," I sniffled, taking my head off his chest.

"Don't look, Sundance." I told Lucas weakly.

"Sure." He said, looking away from me.

I slowly took the blanket off of me and walked to my closet, looking for something to wear.

"You can get changed Lucas, just don't look my way." I said not looking at him.

I heard him get up and look for his clothes.

I finally picked out a red sweatshirt and blue jeans. I got dressed and went to my makeup mirror and decided to put my hair in a messy bun. Applying a little bit of mascara, I was done. Lucas was waiting for me at the door frame.

I walked over to him not making eye contact. To be honest I was a little embarrassed about what had happened. I had never cried like that to anyone, not even Riley. And the fact that we "did it" made it even worse.

I could feel Lucas starting at me but I decided it was best not to stare back. Not even talk.