Confessions of a self-proclaimed whore (On-hold indefinitely)

Chapter 1- Eric from out of town

Confessions of a self-proclaimed whore

Author's note: CAUTION: Sexual content and alcohol and drug references. And Ele is pronounced like the letter L. And yes, I am aware this first chapter is extremely rushed. The rest of the chapters are not though.

 



Chapter One

My iPhone vibrated on my bedside table. A text from Kylie. Ele, ya comin? Were in the driveway!  I hurriedly pulled on my silver strappy heels then threw some hair ties, perfume, a condom, and lipgloss in a purse and rushed downstairs. After a quick look in the mirror I ran out to the car. I saw my bestfriend Kylie and her boyfriend James in the front seat. And yes, they were both in the front seat. James was driving and Kylie was sitting on his lap. I'm still a little confused on how he hasn't gotten pulled over or gotten us in a wreck. I said Hi to both of them and slipped in the back seat of the car. I was extremely paranoid about them crashing the car, so I played a game  on my phone to keep my mind off of it.

We pulled in front of a big house with people everywhere. The house looked like it was literally bouncing with the beat of the music that could be heard a mile away. Outside there were people on the grass getting pretty frisky, a few stoners were around the side of the house doing some kind of drugs, and a few newbies were throwing up the last of their drinks. Good luck to the poor kid who has to clean this up tomorrow.

Kylie, James and I walked inside and snaked our way to a table with the alcohol. James handed us each a red cup filled with Godonlyknowswhat. I quickly drank it down. I was determined tonight.

"Jesus, Ele, slow down! We got all night!" James tried to yell over the music. I shrugged and poured some form of alcohol in my cup and added some fruit punch to it. I quickly drank that down and followed Kylie out to where everyone was dancing.

In the middle of dancing I'd try to eye out a couple cute guys. There was a cute blonde over by the door and I didn't see any girls taking ownership of him. There was another guy pouring drinks, he was cute too. Brown hair and big muscles, I guess he was good. I pushed and shoved my way out of the dancing herd of people and made my way over to him. Crap. Some girl walked over to him and snaked her arm around his waist. I guess the blonde one is gonna have to do tonight. I swiveled on my heels and went over to him. Leaning against the wall, I pretended to be casually looking for someone.

"Hey."  I tried to make sound somewhat seductive.

"Hi." He said, not sounding a tad bit interested. Shoot, I guess I'm just gonna have to try a little harder.

"So, I'm Elena. You can call me Ele if you really want though." I smiled.

"Eric." He said. Atleast he sounded a little less stand-offish this time.

"Nice party huh?" I said. And tried to decide what to say next, I didn't want to say something to scare him off, but I didn't want to bore him either. "You're actually really cute. Are you from around here? I don't recognize you, and I'm sure I would recognize a face like yours."  I inched my way a little closer to him.

"Yeah and thanks" He smiled. This guy wasn't gonna be too hard after all. "You're pretty cute too. Yeah, I don't live here. I was staying with my cousins for the weekend and they dragged me here."

"Oh, that sucks. Maybe I can make it a little more fun for you?" I moved so I was standing face to face with him.

"You know... I'd like that" The cutest smile lit up his face and I crashed my lips into his. Easy peasy lemon squeezy. He hungrily kissed me back, not bad I must say. After a minute I dragged him onto the dance floor. I grinded up against him trying to act as sexy as possible. He warmed up after a few minutes and looked like he was actually having some fun.

Ok, Ele, after this song. I told myself. He started to look a little bit tired already, so I was anxiously waiting for the song to end.

Finally, it ended. At the pause between songs I grabbed Eric's hand and whispered in his here. "Come over here, baby, I need to tell you something." Okay, the 'baby' was a little much, but I said it as sexy as I've ever said anything before, so I figured he probably wouldn't mind. I pulled him over near a bedroom door and peeked inside. The coast was clear.

By now I was in my comfort zone. I'd done this atleast a dozen other times. I pulled him inside and  locked the door. I grabbed his shirt in my fists, pushed him backwards on top of the bed, stradled him and kissed him as best I could. I weaved my fingers through his shaggy, brown hair.  Wait. I said. I shook my head. This isn't him, Ele. This is Eric from out of town remember? Eric has short blonde hair. Not long, shaggy brown hair.

He broke the kiss after I began to take off his shirt. "Wait. Ele, wait! I don't even know you!"

"It'll be our little secret, Eric. You'll leave this weekend and won't even remember me. No one will have to know."  I started lightly making a trail of kisses along his chest and neck. He started to say something but I put my first finger over his lips. "Shh, it's a secret" And I'm sure you can probably guess what happened after that, so I'm not going to go into detail.

We layed there until the party started to die down and both snuck out of the room, careful not to be seen. Somehow I found Kylie and James, practically having sex in a chair. I tapped Ky on the shoulder, when she looked up I pointed to the door.

"Fine." She huffed breathlessly and stood up. "C'mon James, Ele wants to go now!" He got up and drove me home.

When I got home I walked upstairs. I tossed my heels onto the floor in my room and looked in the mirror. My wavy auburn hair was a desheveled mess and the majority of my eyeliner was under my eyes instead of on them. The strap to my dress was falling off my shoulder, exposing half my breast, and my dress had ridden up and my pink thong was in full view.

My name is Elena Charlotte Montgomery and I am a whore.