It All Started With A One Night Stand

Going Home

After everything that happened recently I knew that I had to get out of here. I needed to leave and clear my mind. I needed to go talk to someone who would tell me what to do and that I trusted with everything. I needed to go to a place where I would be loved and not lied to. I needed to go home.

I got back to my car and drove as fast as I could home. I knew that I was leaving with nothing but I couldn't fare going home and facing Jasmine. I couldn't bare telling her what happened and fearing that she will be on their side or tell me that I couldn't run away from my problems.

Though I didn't have my books or any of my items that I usually use, I am only going to go home for a weekend or a week at most, so I don't think it will matter. And my home is my home. I have many things there that could keep me afloat for that week.

As I drove I couldn't help myself from letting my mind wander. How could he be sober? Why could not he not tell me? Why did this happen?

I felt like I found love and was happy but as soon as I started feeling relaxed into the situation, the tables turned. Everything changed. The worst thing that happened, happened. It was not me losing my virginity though, but instead me losing the two most important people in my life.

I decided to just let everything go and turn down the windows and turn up the radio. I felt the wind in my hair as I sung my playlist at the top of my lungs. I see the sunset following me and felt magical. I may have lost the two people I loved but that did not mean that I had to lose myself.

I see all my memories come flying back as the environment around me started becoming more familiar. This was the place I grew up and I couldn't be prouder.

I see the restaurant and
mall, me and my mom used to go to. I see the park that my brother taught me how to ride a bike and my mom picked me up and walked me home after I fell off said bike. I see the school that I learned everything I knew at. I see the street that I grew up on and drove into the parking lot that I never had a use for before but know will need to shelter my new car.

I see the apartment building I grew up in and look through my purse for my house key. Though I don't live at my house often I always had my moms house key because I knew that I can go there for anything. Like this moment.

I dig into my bag and tried desperately to find my key as my mom works the morning and evening shifts and would not be home for hours. After looking through there several times and losing all hope, I finally found my key. I hate when this happens. How come when you still have hope, things don't come easy but as soon as you get lost away in anxiety then things work out? It feels like life is purposefully trying to stress you out sometimes.

I open the door, walk in and turn on the lights. I see that the house is messy but from how stressed out and overworked my mom is you can't fault her for it.

I walked in and because I am a klutz I walked into the table. It's interesting how being a klutz lead me to finding and being part of Nathan's life to begin with. I try not to think of him as I picked up the papers that fell of the desk. I look at the papers and see that there were health papers as I looked I couldn't believe what I was saying.

Nathan's POV:
You may think I'm an asshole. You might think what I did was on purpose and for selfish reasons. But it was not and I am not.

I honestly believed that she was sober. But who wouldn't? When a sexy girl of your dreams straddle you in bed, while twirling her hair and biting your lip, how could you say no? How could you walk away? I know that you wouldn't be able to either so don't judge me. However as much as I say that it isn't my fault I know that it is.

I remember the first time seeing Alyssa. I was going with my friends to the UCC and me and my friends were in a heated discussion as to which NFL team was superior and which NFL player we play the most like. I was in the middle of telling my friends about my wild dreams of becoming an NFL player when I heard everyone go silent and look at me. I felt something fall on me and I felt myself get soaked in a drink.