~The Sad Sunday~
I wake up with a pounding in my head, I grunt and open my eyes, I blink a bit so my eyes adjust to the light.
Why am I sticky?
I shake my head a bit, I rub my temples.
I sit up.
Wait a second. I'm naked.
I look at Brendon, he's staring at me, I stare back at him.
"A-Are you naked?" He nods.
I scream and roll off the bed. I grab my boxers and put them on. I stand up.
"AH FUCK! My head!" I collapse to my knees.
"B-Brendon, do me a favour, get out of bed," he gets out.
"Get your underwear," he looks around, he takes a step.
"OW FUCK! My butt!" Nononononono.
We had sex.
I fucked Brendon.
No.
I sit on my bed.
I-I didn't want our first time to be while we were drunk... I want to remember the first time. I wanted to go on a date then fuck... not be drunk...
"I-I wanted our first time to be special..." I say under my breath. Tears spring to my eyes, they fog my vision.
I cry softly.
I feel dirty...
I took away Brendon's virginity and I don't even remember it.
"Why're you crying?..." Brendon asks softly.
"I-I'm sorry, I-I d-didn't mean for our first time to be while we were drunk, I d-didn't even want to be drunk, I'm so sorry Brendon, I'm-"
"No! It's okay- my head, ugh, it's okay Dally! 'M fine! See!" He stumbles while he walks over to his underwear.
"I-It hurts, b-but it's okay, B-Brenny would've told you to stop if he didn't want it," I nod and rest my hands on my lap.
He slowly walks over to me and sits next to me. I try to stop crying but I can't.
"A-and Dallon, anytime with you is a special time..." he whispers.
A small smile forms on my lips. But then I emend he's leaving today.
Just stop thinking about these things, you need to shower.
"Uh, Bren, I'm going to shower," I say while getting up, I head to my drawer and grab clean clothes.
"Brenny needs to shower too! Can I go with you?" I blush and shrug.
"I-I don't know-"
"You fucked me yesterday and now you're nervous! I'm going in with you!" He runs over- well, as soon as he took one step he fell.
"You sure you want a shower?"
"We can bathe together!" I am not sitting in sex filth.
"Yeah, I'll help you in the shower babe," I grab some clothes for Bren. We head to the bathroom, I grab another towel for Brendon.
I shut the door, I may be home alone but I feel safer locking the bathroom door. Once I lock it I start the shower.
Bren and I wait a bit before it gets warmer.
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