I woke up the next morning to the sun shining across my face, a slight breeze rustling the curtains by my window, birds outside singing a happy tune.. and Jenn laying her head on my chest. My chest tightened as my palms began sweating.
She’s on Isabell’s side. Her side is ruined.. What..
I looked down at myself to find I was shirtless, and it felt like I wasn’t wearing anything else either. My breathing hitched as I looked from her bare shoulders to my vacant chest.
“J-Jenn…” I mumbled, my voice cracking slightly. She stirred only slightly before her eyes fluttered open.
If I wasn’t having a panic attack right now, I’d think she looked really amazing for someone who just woke up.
“Mark..? What’s wrong?” She started to sit up, the blanket sliding off her torso.
I shouted and covered my eyes, grabbing the blanket and holding it up. I felt her take it from me so I peeked through my fingers. She was holding it against her chest to cover everything.
“Wh-What did we do last night? I know I wasn’t drunk or anything, but I kind of checked out in my head after you came back.” Her eyes filled with rage.
“Excuse me? You.. You don’t remember?”
“Well, I mean, I do, sort of.. not really. I remember.. bits of it.” My face grew hot at the thought.
“Ugh, Mark. I wouldn’t’ve done.. all that if you were going to check out upstairs for it. It was passionate and real and…” She covered her face with her hands. “Now you’re sitting here, having a god damn anxiety attack because we had sex, and you don’t even really remember what happened!”
I took a few calming breaths with my eyes closed before looking over at her.
“I.. I’m sorry, Jenn. I do remember that it was passionate, I do remember that. It’s not really that I.. forgot. I’m sorry, I’m in shock because my bed has only been filled with my body heat for two years, I woke up completely bewildered by having you there. I did check out last night, but believe me I.. remember.” I smiled slightly, hoping she’d calm down. I did remember bits and pieces, I remember a lot of the laughter and joking around afterwards before we went to bed. I’m not exactly sure why I checked out, but I have an idea it was because of Bell. How she was the only girl I’d ever thought of making love with for the longest time that the thought of having sex with Jenn made me leave my brain for it, so I wouldn’t stop it from happening. I guess that means I did want it to happen, truly, or I would’ve just let myself feel guilty for letting it get to that and then stop her.
She sighed deeply and looked at me.
“You’re sure? You do remember?”
“How could I forget? You’re beautiful, Jenn, I’d be a dipshit to forget making love to you.” I smiled as her face grew red. She smacked my arm and smiled herself.
“Ow, no need to be violent. It was just a compliment.”
She is truly beautiful.. I wouldn’t mind giving it another shot, so I can remember more..
“Yeah, well, I don’t need your compliments, dude. I know I’m hot shit.”
“Wow, and modest too. I like that in a girl.”
“Good thing I don’t live to please you.”
I smirked and put my finger under her chin guiding her face closer to mine.
“I guess that is a good thing..” I mumbled, smiling wide as she tensed, clenching the sheets in her hands.
“Y-Yeah…”
I trailed my finger slowly down her neck to her collarbone, a string of goosebumps rising as I did so.
“I’d like a small reminder as to what I forgot from last night.. If that’s okay with you.”
She nodded and started sliding her hands up my stomach, over my chest, eventually wrapping her arms around my neck to press herself to me.
“G-Good..” I was all well and good with me touching her, but the minute her soft hands made contact with my skin.. I was nervous. I was actually paying attention this time, what if I screwed up? What if I didn’t do it right? What if I-
My thoughts cut off as she pressed her lips against mine. My body melted into hers, my arms wrapping themselves around her and pulling her closer to me.
All I could think of was her, but it was different this time around. I was conscious of every touch, every kiss, every sigh. I felt each dig of her nails into my back, was very aware of her and her body. I remembered every detail this time. I wasn’t afraid anymore, wasn’t scared of what tomorrow would hold or even later in the afternoon.
I only thought of the now, and the now had her and that was all that mattered.
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FanfictionIt's been two years since Isabell died. Two long, long years for Mark to suffer through. He hasn't been doing too well; His videos are crap, his head is cloudy, and he's finding it hard to do much of anything. Then one day he decides that maybe movi...