Ever After - Second Book of the Video Games Series

eight.

Eight.

Lia's POV;

I was pushed against the wall of the boys' dorm room, with Bruce's lips attached to my neck. My legs were wrapped tight around his waist. I could barely keep my eyes open with how much I was feeling at the moment. My clothes were on the hallway floor and my shoes were hanging in my hands. When guys would pass by they would smack Bruce on the back and holler. I didn't even know what I was doing, I knew I should stop but it felt too good. I was drunk as hell, and I knew that if one of Justin's friends would've passed by I would never hear the end of it. I pushed Bruce away and hopped down. "I can't do this." I started picking up my clothes up off the floor.

"We can take it to my room." Bruce smirked.

"I'm just going to go home, I'm really tired and a head ache is coming on. We shouldn't be doing this anyways." I muttered, pulling on my shorts.

"So you can let your boyfriend cheat on you and you still remain faithful, wow he's got you whipped as fuck."

I snapped my head up, "What did you just say to me?"

"You heard what I said Lia, you are literally the best person in the whole fucking world and you still stay with him even though he treats you like shit."

"Don't you dare tell me about my relationship with Justin, you don't know anything about it."

"I know enough Lia...I know that obviously you aren't laying him right if he wanted Nicolette who isn't the best in bed."

I scowled at him, "You're a douche when you're drunk."

"Hey, but at least I'm not being cheated on." He laughed.

My jaw went slack, "Fuck you Bruce."

"No, we tried that and you won't stop to think for five seconds that maybe it's the right thing. Maybe Justin cheating on you shows that you need to be with someone else."

I didn't say anything as he walked towards me.

"You know, I've liked you for a long time now." He ran his thumb against my jawline, and I hesitantly leaned into his touch. "I've wanted you for a very long time now and I know you feel it too Lia." I felt him grab my hand and pull me towards his room.

I don't remember what happened next.

***

I woke up in the morning in a bright room that didn't look anything like mine. I tried to lift my head off the pillow but I placed it right back down. The throbbing was unbearable. I felt arms tighten around my waist and myself being pulled against a bare chest. I felt my whole body tense as I realized that I too, was naked. I fought the pain in my head as I pulled myself from the arms and got out of the bed. I found my underwear on the floor and pulled on them on along with my shorts and my tight cropped top. I grabbed my Chuck Taylor's from the floor and was almost to the door when Bruce woke up.

"Leaving so soon?" He called from behind me.

I turned slowly, "Yeah, I actually need to take a shower and stuff."

"Ah, sneaking out."

"No, I just rather sleep in my own bed."

"Because you realize that we had sex."

I winced, "That doesn't leave this room."

"Wow, harsh Lia, don't act so regretful."

"I do regret that. I was drunk, so it wasn't even willingly."

"Seemed willing when you told me not to stop, and how you kept clawing my back, telling me to fuck you faster." He smiled. "But, I bet you don't remember that do you?"