Inebriated Love

My Virginity is Lost

I don't know what I'm doing, I don't even know where to go.

"OUCH!" I screamed, as I felt blood dripping from my head. I grabbed my head as I try to stand. I walk away and realized that I've just hit a post. "Damn,” I whisper and it hit me so damn clear. "Shit, I forgot my glasses!" I turn around and thought of returning to get my glasses since I'm practically blind without them. "Stupid, Max! How will you come back? Shit! Shit! Shit!" I was standing there and I reached for my pocket. It's empty. "Shit, my phone as well?!" Well, fuck, could this day get any worse?

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I've managed to get home, don't ask me, I also don't know how. I went upstairs and took a bath and I also managed to treat my head. I looked at the clock and it reads 8:48 am. "Oh come on! School starts at 9!” Well, fuck! Seems like life accepted my challenge.

I rushed to school and missed my first subject, earning me a ticket pass to detention.

I walked to detention. As I enter, I saw a student guarded by a sleeping teacher. I can't see clearly, but I know and I am very sure that, that person is Natt. I grabbed the seat beside him and pull him straight up by his collar.

"What's your problem, Max?" Natt says, with confusion ringing in his voice. He had his hands raised up in a surrender fashion as his deep brown eyes danced with the touch of fear.

"Oh come on, Natt, don't act as if you don't know what I'm talking about!" I hissed in response with anger dripping in my voice.

"Oh, that," He said and laughed.

"I'm fuckin' serious, Natt! Now, answer me! Why the heck would you spike my drink?!" I growl in anger, as he still laughs the crap out of himself.

"Chill, dude!” He waves his hands dismissively at me. “I only did that because you're a virgin. Didn't you have the best night of your life?" He said and laughed his ass off.

"Fuck you!" I said and put out my middle finger.

"Hey, you should thank me!"

"Yeah right, thank you, because of you, I lost my glasses, and my freaking phone!” I shrug my anger away, and let go of his collar. Well, he is right. I had the best night of my life. But that doesn't remove the fact that this is all his fault.

"Chill out, dude. We'll get everything back." He runs his hands through his tousled hair as he gave out a lopsided grin.

"Easy for you to say, you're not the one who lost your virginity to a prostitute! What if I get a freaking STD? What will I do then? Huh?" I snarled. I snob him and didn't acknowledge his existence until lunch.

"Come on, dude," Natt pleads, "don't do the silent treatment on me!" I roll my eyes and push him aside.

"Max, we'll get it back, okay? We'll go back to that club tonight, I promise." He puts his right hand up and crossed his heart.

"Fine," I grumble.

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I went home after school, and went inside my room, hoping that I'll get some nap.

I nearly pooped my pants when I see a figure of a man infront of my bed. "Awww, is my little sleepy head up now?" Natt says and laughs at his own horrible joke.

"Not funny,” I seriously said with annoyance in my voice.

"I'm just kidding. Come on, get up already!"

We both went inside the club. It's not opened yet. "Natt, I told you, it's still very early!"

"Max, we didn't come here for the club, we came here to get your stuff back."

"Yes, I know that. But, how will we get inside?"

"We won't. We'll go to that slut's apartment at the back of the club."

"Oh,” I slowly bobbed my head. The words were still processing in my brain as I hear Natt grunt. We went at the back of the club, and saw an old building. We stepped in, and ask for directions from different people to the unit of the prostitute that we came here to see. We knocked in the door and it didn't even take a few seconds for it to open up.

"Uhm, you see, this friend of mine,” Natt wrapped one arm around my shoulder and gave it three hard pats, “kinda left his phone and glasses." He said, trying to break the awkwars silence.

"Seekers keepers, bitches. And besides, you didn't even pay me for last night! You just ran away, little fucker. So, why the heck would I give you your stuff back?" she said, looking at me vigorously.

Almost shouting, I said, “Hey there Ms.,” I paused. Damn, I don't even know her name! “...Mrs. whoever the hell you are, I need my phone and my glasses back. I don't know what's wrong with that little dirty head of yours, to actually think of keeping my phone. Why would you keep it, aren't you having enough money every night in your sleep to buy your own decent phone?"

Seems shocked, she went inside of her room and grabbed my phone and glasses, "Listen, you dipshit asshole!” She pointed her finger accusingly at me, “You don't get to fuck with whatever's left of my pride, if you want your fucking phone and glasses back, fine,here it is!" she threw them and hit me in my chest. "Now, if you two are done stepping on what's left with my pride, can you please fucking go? And do me a favor? Please, go fuck yourself cause you're obviously good at that!" Her eyes filled up with tears as she closed the door infront of us.

What the heck? I feel like shit right now. Yes, it's true that she acted so bitchy, but I didn't mean to affect her that way. I wanted to knock and apologize to her, but Natt slaps my hand before I even had the chance to knock.

"Max, if you don't want to get your eyes clawed out, back off. Besides, you got what you came here for already!" He drags me out of the apartment.

When I got home, I rushed upstairs hoping my mom wouldn't notice me. But life gave me another challenge. She noticed me. "Where were you last night? You worried me, mister!"

"I'm sorry for making you worry, mom. Like I said, I was with Natt last night, we just played video games, and had a sleep over in his house. Sorry again, mom"

"You should be, don't do that again, please?"

"Promise." I said with sincerity. I placed a kiss on her forehead, and went upstairs to get to my room.

I can't seem to remove those teary bluegreen eyes out of my mind. The girl's reaction after what I said haunts me. Should I really go and apologize?           You should be sorry, and say sorry to her, I thought.

Yes, that's what I'm going to do. I may have caused her pain, but I didn't mean to. So, I will act like a matured person, which I am, and go apologize to her. "Man up, Max Dylan Hunter!" I said with a slight touch of fear and hope in my words, before I went to bed.