As I woke up that morning with the overwhelming feeling of nausea that rapidly took over my body. It was like some unknown monstrous entity was destroying my insides one organ at a time. And my head, oh my head. I must have a tiny drummer inside my mind practising for an upcoming concert. The pain thundered in my temples and behind my eyes.
Confused, I raised my head so that I was resting on one of my elbows. BIG mistake! The whole world was spinning, my aching eyes could not adjust to a single item in the room. Speaking of which, where was I?
I tried to focus on objects within the darkened room but I didn't recognise anything.
The last thing that I remembered from last night was the six of us dancing in the middle of the living room surrounded by blinding coloured lights. What happened after?
I tried to move. I needed to get out of the bed but something was holding me back as if a vice was hooked up to my torso. I looked down to see what was stopping my movements. I saw an arm. And attached to it... Connor. Floods of memories were brought back to my mind. The dare. The kiss. The... sex!
I couldn't believe that I had lost my virginity. To Connor of all people. Leila was going to kill me. I slept with her twin for fuck sake.
Beside me Connor groaned and rolled over to his other side releasing his grip on me. I suddenly realised we were both naked. Well I guessed that I should have known considering we had sex.
I noticed, even through the poor lighting, that my phone was chucked on the floor next to my bra. I had placed it in my bra earlier in the night. I reached for it trying not to wake up my sleeping companion and trying not to expose my bare body. A little too late now Lex, a voice in my head stated. Damn!
I took my phone between my fingertips. I turned on the torch careful not to wake Connor. He stirred as a reaction to the sudden light but he didn't wake thank God. It was at that point I heard a combination from down the stairs. I couldn't make out the words but there was definitely a heated discussion going on.
Ignoring the happenings downstairs, I looked around Connors room, with my torch, for the rest of my clothes. I needed to change and get out of there ASAP, preferably slipping out of the bed without waking up Connor. I felt so embarrassed. But why? Should I have felt embarrassment. I mean, it was natural to have sex when two people find each other attractive right? I lifted the sheets and looked down. That was when I noticed it. Blood. So much blood. And worst of all, some of it was caked on me! Was it MY blood?
Fear gripped me by the throat. Shock waves spiralled through my entire body as I came to terms with what was happening. I didn't know what was happening.
"Aarrgghh!" I screamed releasing all my inner dread to the entire house.
"Whoa... shit! What's happening?" Connor exclaimed, he jumped out of his bed and quickly came out of his sleepy state when he saw the blood, "holy shit did I hurt you?" He was just as confused and scared as me. The next thing I knew, Fiona rushed into the room, fright etched all over her face. "Mum?"
"Oh God... Connor get some clothes on and wait downstairs," Fiona exclaimed. Connor instantly did what his mother told him to do.
I was in a world of panic. I felt like my whole body was on fire as the tears shed down my cheeks. My lungs screamed for air, but as I inhaled rapidly, I couldn't seem to get enough. My whole body stiffened... I simply couldn't move!
Fiona gave me her undivided attention, she cupped my face with her palms and looked at me with concerned eyes. "Lexi listen to me," Fiona gently said, "steady yourself, lean on the bed and try to calm down. What's happening here is natural ok? You are bleeding because you haven't had sex before. Trust me. Now I need you to take very slow deep breaths. Copy me." Fiona demonstrated her breathing technique and I tried to mimic her through the pain I felt in my chest. She carried on her calm tone, "take a deep breath through the nose... hold it... that's it... now out through the mouth... there. Just focus on slow, deep breaths... let your mind go, relax." I did exactly as she said, she held my hands tight and I started to feel a bit better, "that's it Lexi perfect. Continue breathing like that. Do you feel better."
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The Darker Side Of Me!
RomanceAlexis (Lexi) Lowther defined herself as goth. Maybe it was because she felt like she was drifting from clique to clique, never seeming to find her place. Maybe it was because she felt no connection to her parents. When they springs the idea of movi...