The 20 Year Old Virgin | Herophine

Chapter 29: We Look Perfect Together

Jo

I can't believe he had the gall to ask me all those intrusive questions. Yeah, he's my boyfriend and we fuck each other but that doesn't give him the right to ask me about the men I've slept with. I don't even understand why he suddenly became such a dick about my past. It has never became an issue before, even when we still weren't official, and now just because I'm his girlfriend, he's suddenly sensitive about it?

He knew! He fucking knew right from the very start what I was like. He knew I wasn't a nun before him because I never felt the need to hide who I was with him nor with anyone else. I am who I am and I am not ashamed of it.

If I didn't know how much he loves me and if I didn't love him just as much, I would have kicked him out of this apartment right there and then. But I do know he loves me and I love him too... so here I am, scrolling aimlessly through the endless list of movies and series' on Netflix as I wait for him to calm his ass. I know that deep down in his heart, he didn't mean to hurt me. Maybe he was just jealous. Maybe it was because I forgot about him when I started talking to Cameron. Or maybe it's always been an underlying issue for him.

Whatever it is, we have to talk about it and figure our shit out together because I don't want us to fight every time we encounter any of my exes and hookups.

I'm tired of running away from him and I no longer will. The moment I said yes to being his girlfriend, I vowed to myself that the only direction I'll be running to is towards him and not away from him... unless he gives me a reason to do otherwise.

And this thing about my past isn't an issue at all. He's just making it one because it's all in his head.

My thoughts are interrupted by Hero trudging out of my room and plopping down next to me on the couch. He's still mad, I can tell. I can tell it by the way his face is still flushed and his jaw is still clenched, his breathing ragged and uneven.

I take a deep breath before shifting my body to face him. "Are you done being a dick?" I ask him, raising my brow. He doesn't answer me. "Are you going to listen to what I have to say and try to understand me?" I ask this time. He gives a slight nod as a yes. I take another deep calming breath trying arrange my jumbled thoughts before finally speaking again. "Cameron was one of my dealers before. Yes, he is a druggie but I only ever use pot and nothing else. We met when I was eighteen, back when I first got here in LA. He tried to get with me but nothing ever came out of it because I was with another guy back then and even with all the shit I've done, I would never cheat on any guy I'm with," I tell him sincerely, my eyes boring into his dark and angry ones.

"Jo, you flirted with him right in front of my fucking face!" He exclaims, his hands going about in the air in frustration.

"You're right and I'm sorry about that. I don't know why I did that. Maybe because I'm so used to flirting that it's practically second nature?" His face hardens at my words and I know I just made things worse. Fuck!

"You are unbelievable!" he barks.

"I'm sorry baby," I say softly, placing my hand on his arm and caressing it. "I know that was a bitch move on my part but I would never intentionally hurt or humiliate you like that. I won't do it again, I promise."

He still looks unconvinced as he turns to stare blankly at the screen, silently dismissing me. He's just as stubborn as I am. Seems like I'm rubbing off on him as well. I sigh in resignation, resting my back against the couch and staring at the screen as well. A few moments of tense silence pass until I can no longer take it anymore.

"Look, I know it doesn't seem like it but I would never lie to you. I'd never lie about my past to anyone because I'm not ashamed of who I was and who I am Hero. Sure, I may have made some shitty choices but I am who I am today because of them. Yes, I slept around before you but why should that even matter in what we have now? Does it bother you that much that I've been with all those men?" I ask him, my voice cracking.