As I woke up the sunshine shone right in my face. I was so frustrated with the fact that I couldn't sleep for longer but then I look to the side and realise one thing and one thing only, there is somebody next to me.
I actually start remembering everything that happened last night even though I was not drunk or hangover or on any drugs whatsoever. My eyes go wide and my head instantly starts to hurt. Just as I run my hand over my face, I get startled when bangs start coning from the door.
"Open up, dude." I hear Mel's voice through the wooden door. You have got to be kidding me.
"Wha -"
I jump over Wes and hurriedly place my hand over his mouth. His eyebrows raise as I stare back at him, feeling both anger and panic.
"When did you lock the door?" I whisper so quietly I wonder if he would hear me, but when I release my hand he smirks, which proves he has in fact heard my question.
"It's a good thing I did, right?" He whispers back.
"Wes, come on!" The banging continues and I know Mel's patience is becoming shorter. I glare at the boy in the bed who is staring back at the door, probably thinking of a way out of this, just like me.
"Stay here." I point a finger at him and he nods. I get up and move to the door in a slow pace.
"Katherine, um, not that I mind." Wes whispers from where he's laying. "But you're naked."
I glance down at myself and mentally scream. I grab my shirt and my shorts from the floor, making sure to throw my panties and my bra in the closet. I don't have the time to put them on right now. Plus, I don't even need a bra because my boobs are lifted and unfortunately, not that big.
After taking a long breath, I open the door to reveal an annoyed Mel leaning on the door frame.
"Why the fuck were the door locked? And why were you sleeping in there? You could've taken my room or Carter's?" He asks, a completely confused expression on his face. But I'm more than glad he didn't assume anything more.
"I don't know, Wes was too drunk and he kept unlocking and locking the door." I lie, trying to explain. "And I actually fell asleep while trying to make him go to sleep."
"The dumbass." Mel mutters and moves past me to the side of the bed where Wes is laying. He seems to have beileved my lie, and it makes me feel ten times lighter. He slaps Wes on the head and I watch in satisfaction as he pulls the warm blankets away from him.
"Get up, man. We have a problem." Mel says.
"What?" Wes mutters from the bed, placing his hand behind his neck.
"Carter went with Abraham. Can you please just get the fuck out?"
"Yeah, but you need to go out, because I'm not dressed." Wes points to the door and Mel raises an eyebrow.
"You're naked?" Mel asks in a confused tone, his head turning to me. I grit my teeth, realizing I completely forgot about that.
"I was hot." Wes explains, his eyes flickering to mine.
"Fine." Mel rolls his eyes and walks towards me, where I'm standing by the door. He nods for me to follow and I spin around, but not before catching Wes's infamous smirk.
I go out with Mel, who continues towards the kitchen. I sit on the stool and sigh, my head resting in my palm.
"Would you like some coffee with that lie?" Mel asks, fumbling around with the dishes. My head snaps to him and I see him form a sly smile before turning his back to me again.
"Um, what?" I mumble, my tongue tripping over the question as panic seizes me.
"I can smell sex in that room." He says and I groan loudly.
"Fuck." The word flies out of my mouth and I hear Mel share a boyish laugh, his shoulders moving up and down.
"You're lucky it's me and not Carter." He tells me, grabbing the coffee from one of the cabinets. "He's a good guy but has a big mouth."
"So, you won't tell anyone?" I ask, both embarrassed and scared. I fiddle with my bracelet and expectantly wait for his answer.
"Nah. Not my business to meddle in." He swirls the spoon in the water, making it turn brown, before he places the mug in front of me. "But you two, don't you hate each other?"
"You know what aggressive sex is like." I hear Wes say from behind me and as I turn around I see him pulling his shirt over his head. "Fucking incredible."
I flush madly and hit my palms against the surface of the kitchen island, the sound of it followed by the boys' laughter.
"I'm leaving." I exclaim and start to get up, but Wes pulls on my upper arm and sits me back down.
"I was joking." He chuckles and sits down beside me.
"Sure you were." Mel mumbles with a smirk, making me glare at him. I don't know what consumes me more, anger or embarrassment.
"Boys." I say with a warning tone. "Nobody, and I mean nobody can know about this." I point a finger at both of them.
"I agree." Wes says and looks at Mel, who only shrugs. I don't know why, but I do trust Mel not to share this with others, despite not knowing him for long.
"Yeah, don't worry about me." He speaks up nonchalantly, leaning back on his palms. I notice he's in a weirdly good mood today, which makes me wonder how things with Jessica are going.
"Okay." I conclude tiredly and jump down from the stool. I wave at Mel, who nods at me, before walking to the door. I do hear footsteps behind me, but choose to ignore them.
"Hey, hey." Wes's voice comes up just as I'm about to grab the handle of the door. He gently grabs my elbow and turns me around, his blue eyes searching through mine.
"You okay?" He asks.
"Uh, yeah?" I raise a brow and he releases my elbow, putting his hands in the pocket of his sweatpants.
"Bye then." He mutters annoyingly and turns around, walking away from me. I open the door and slam it behind me once I get out.
I would start to cry if I wasn't so mad at myself. What happened last night was definietly not supposed to happen. It was an act of neediness and desire. But what's making me even more angry is the fact that I don't regret it.
I angrily press the elevator button, my nerves going shorter.
All the hatred and the anger disappeared the moment our lips connected. I knew exactly what I did and who I did it with and I couldn't ignore the tension that was building up beforehand. I wanted to feel the explosion of lust and passion that formed between us. And there was so much hunger it made me feel like I was floating. I was so greedy and I would be lying if I said I wouldn't repeat it.
But the consequences are not going to be pretty. Especially because I cannot ignore my desire to do it again.
I swing open the door of my apartment and see Sarah lying down on the couch. She smiles when she notices me, her glasses raising up her nose.
"Hey." She greets me, placing the book she was holding on her chest. "How's Wessy boy?"
"Hungover." I reply and start walking to the kitchen. That's when I stop in my tracks and remember I didn't even take a sip of the coffee that Mel made for me.
"What?" Sarah asks, eyeing me weirdly.
"Nothing. I just remembered I didn't call my dad yesterday." I say and continue to the kitchen. Now I feel bad for not drinking that coffee.
"I am so bored like I literally don't know what to do." She groans and I chuckle whil grabbing a glass and filling it with water.
"At times like these I start missing school." She exclaims and I spit out the water I have just started drinking. I look over to her with a mortified look on my face.
"Are you insane?"
"No." He scoffs, but then looks past me. "Well, yes, but it's because I'm bored. And everyone left so we can't make a party and Carter left to see his sister and I feel like kissing."
I raise both of my eyebrows and smile. She suddenly gasps and places her hand over her mouth. She wasn't supposed to expose them to me so she hurriedly drops the book.
"Now this is something you can't tell." She simply states and I nod with a chuckle.
But the only reason I don't comment is because something else clouds my mind. Sarah just said that Carter left to see his sister while Mel mentioned he is off with someone named Abraham. I don't know what's the truth, but someone is being lied to, and I'm afraid that might be Sarah.
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Love, M.