Memory Fragments

Chapter 5: Clubbing And The Cherry

Nicole's P.O.V

I simply dressed in a crop top and ripped jeans.

It wasn't hard to tell that my husband could most likely be the jealous type.

"You sure you don't want to tell him where you're going?" Dinny asks for the 3rd time since I got dressed.

"100% and if he knew do you really think he'd let me go especially since he stresses that I shouldn't push myself to remember?" I ask her and she opens her mouth then shrugs with a "fair enough."

Despite feeling like my head was going to drop off from the constant pain and throbbing I ensured to keep expressions of pain off it.

"Where are you going?" I jumped cursing myself for acting suspicious already.

I had just finished strapping up my slippers cursing myself for wanting to wear the forever to fix slippers. Dinny was waiting in the car touching up--more like applying-- her make-up.

"We're just going to her apartment since I don't remember it I wanted to get reacquainted with it" glad I thought up that excuse before hand i smiled at him.

He gave me a 'I don't believe one thing you just said' look but nodded his head in an accepting manner.

"I'll  be back for dinner" I smile brightly at him and rush out.

I think I heard a 'love you' call after me but I just continued paying it any mind.

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I look around the unfamiliar club actually liking the room.

I felt my feet move before my brain could comprehend as if retracing my steps.

Dinny had gone somewhere around here promising me that she was keeping an eye out for me just in case.

I took a seat by the bar but felt like someone was stabbing  my brain repeatedly and winced but looked around trying to see something that could trigger a memory.

"Can I get you something?" The bartender asks me and I felt like someone cracked my skull and it was black after that.

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As promised to myself it's now my 18th birthday and I'm going to get my cherry popped by a complete stranger.

I ensured I was completely prepared, I took the pill, injection, and have every size condom even though my future husband should never be the small size, I didn't even know they had that size after they hit puberty.

Unlike me, Dinny had lost her virginity long ago to a boyfriend we have a rule to never talk about.

We took a seat by the bar and the bartender came over "Can I get you something?" Looking between me and Dinny.

"The usual" Dinny replied being a regular here I guess. The bartender nodded in reply and turned to me and I stressed my brain trying to figure out what I should pick, I only knew the basics like vodka, whiskey ect.

"Need help?" Dinny asks me noticing my dilemma but I shook my head wanting to do it on my own.

The bartender started on Dinny's usual whatever that is and placed it infront of her.