Chapter 2: Shai

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After Theo met my parents last night, we went to this crazy bar. We got super drunk and had literally 10 Bottles of beer. "Heeeyyyy Shaaiii" Theo's words were slurring. "Come back to our hotel with me." I follow him back into our car.

We get back into the room, and right away, he pins me to the Wall and starts kissing me. I don't interject. His bitter breath containing beer lingers to my nose. He starts kissing my collar bone, then my neck, working up to my cheek, and finally my lips. I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him closer. "Let's move this to the bed." I whisper in his ear. He picks me up easily and kisses me on the way to the bed. He puts me down and is in top of me now. Our lips lock once again, and he says, "do you wanna do it?" I whisper back, "yeah."

He starts by taking off his shirt to reveal his rippling abs. He helps me take off my shirt, showing my bra. He undoes his belt, then takes it off with his pants. I take off my pants swiftly. We are only left with our undergarments. I scoot backwards to the pillows and we creep into the blankets. I take off my underwear and bra, revealing my extremely unattractive chest. He takes off his underwear and we are both bare. He gets on top of me and starts caressing my face, and stroking my hair. He says, "I love you." I say it back. "You're so beautiful," he says. I reach over to the corner table to get the protection. "Better to be safe then sorry!" I say.

He puts it on and I position myself. He gets on top of me once again, and it happens. "Go slow," I say. But then I want faster now. He inserts his in mine and softly and slowly thrusts. I gasp for air. He speeds up and I want more. "Oh oh oh please" I moan under him. He starts kissing me once again. He reaches his fastest speed yet, and I reach orgasm, almost screaming under all of the action. He slows down and we kiss. I feel something in me. I ask, "Theo. Take off the condom. I feel like it broke or something."

He takes if off, revealing a hole. It ripped. The condom broke. Oh no, I think to myself. We stop and go to bed. I turn to my side to sleep, but I can't. I can't stop thinking about the one piece of protection we had. I stay up all night thinking about the possibility of me being pregnant. I can't be.

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