The College Hook Up

Chapter Four

I rolled realizing I was still naked. Elliot was gone. I moaned realizing how much I fucked up. I slept with my brother's best friend. What the hell is wrong with me. I moaned into my pillow then sat up. I realized a little blood stained the sheets. I moaned again.
"Shit." I swore. I didn't think about it. I totally went dumb when Elliot touched me. I realized that Elliot probably freaked out. I got out of my bed and then gathered my sheets. I sat them on the floor and quickly got dressed. My legs were sore. I closed my eyes and I felt eyes on me.
"Yes?" I asked out loud.
"Did I hurt you?" He asked me closing the door. His arms went around my waist and I turned to face him. My eyes were on his and I smiled. His face was concerned. He ran his hand in my hair and kissed my forehead.
"No." I said looking away from him. I was embarrassed but I didn't want Elliot to hate me. I closed my eyes waiting to the heart break. "Why do you think you hurt me?"
He pointed the mattress that was now bare and then the sheets that were on the floor. He didn't have to say it. I knew exactly what he was talking about.
"No," I shook my head. I felt my face starting to get red. I looked up at him and he looked puzzled. Then it was like a light switch went off in his head.
"Oh." He said pulling away. "I didn't know."
"Well, Yeah. I didn't tell you." I shrugged.
"Why not?" He said stepping towards me again but I stepped away.
"Why does it matter?" I asked him.
"I wouldn't have gone so hard on you." He said cupping my face in his hand. He tilted my head up forcing me to look at him.
"I didn't mind." I smiled up at him.
He looked at me and then kissed me. The kiss was soft at first and then it started to heat up. He picked my up and I wrapped my legs around him. He laid me slowly down on my bed and he ran one hand down my chest.
He pulled away and smiled down at me, "what do you want to do the day before your first day of school? I'll take you to do anything."
"We can just stay here and relax." I smile up at him running my hands on chin.
"Are you sure?" He asked me kissing my neck softly.
"Yeah." I said, "plus, I'm still kinda sore."
"Shit, baby." He said and kissed my lips.

***

Elliot and I sat downstairs on the couch, and watched Netflix. I smiled over at him as I leaned down on him and his arm was wrapped around shoulder. There was a knock on the door and Elliot stood to get the door.
He opened the door and the girl from the first day stood outside, "Monica, what are you doing here?"
I sat up and looked at the girl at the door.
"Who is this bitch?" She asked pushing past him and towards me.
I noticed Roman's head pop out from the top of the stairs. And he mouthed something about coming down stairs.
"Monica," Elliot said grabbing her arm.
"No." She hissed pulling his arm away. She turned towards me, "who are you?"
"I am... uh..." I started and looked at Elliot. No words were forming in my mouth.
"Who the hell is this bitch, Elliot?" She hissed turning back to Elliot.
"She is just a friend." Elliot said grabbing her arm.
Just a friend...
"I saw her last night at the party. She went upstairs and you followed. Now who is she?!"
"She is no one." He said pulling he back with him. "Let's go upstairs and talk."
No one..
I watched as they held hands and walked upstairs. I looked back at the tv and a tear was forming in my eyes. I stood up and slipped my shoes on. I walked outside and the sun hit my face.
I squinted my eyes as the sun hit me. I plugged my headphones I had in my pocket into my ears. I walked with music blaring in my ear and I looked down t me phone. Tears were still in my eyes and I just kept walking.
Suddenly, I bumped into someone. I looked up and a tall, handsome stranger stood there. He took his headphones out of his ears and I did the same.
"I'm so-" we both started then laughed
"I'm Marcus." He said running his hand in he brown hair.
"Amara." I smiled.
         "Where are you heading? Maybe I can go with you." He smiled.
          "I don't really know." I sideways grinned.
           "Well, I know this cute coffee shop if you'd like to go check it out." He pointed behind him.
          "Yeah." I nod. "I'd like that."
           "Awesome. So what are you doing out here with no place in mind to go?" He asked me as we walked instep.
            "It's a long story." I ran my hand in my hair putting it behind me ear.
             "I got time." He said and kept walking.
            So I told him. Everything.. and he listened. He listened good. He never interrupted.
            "Damn, that's fucked up." He said and we walked into the coffee shop. 
            "Yeah." I nodded. I looked up from the ground and there stood Mila. She waved at me. "Hey, Mila."
            "Hey, Amara. Hey, Marcus. I didn't realized you knew each other." She said and smiled.
            "Well, we just met." I said back. I looked at Marcus and his hands were stuffed in his pockets.
             "Oh that's cool." Mila said and then grabbed a cup. She started to make a drink. "Marcus, the usual?"
             "Yeah." He said, then turned towards me, "what would you like? I'll buy."
             "I can get my own." I pleaded.
             "Next time." He smiled and Mila handed him a drink.
             "Strawberry smoothie." I said and looked at him, "thanks. I'll buy next time"