Chapter One

Pounding on the door.

"Wit, are you in there?" Mo yelled from the other

side of the door the sound made me shoot upward, he sounds worried and nervous.

"Shit..." hissing and rubbing my lower back the

stabbing pain shot through my body and down my legs, gulping nervously lifting

the blanket to find.

"Shyiaaa..." My shocked expression causes my bed

partner to moan rolling over.

"****! I'm *****," wrapping the sheet around my

body, ignoring the pain I walked to the door, stumbling a few times before I

got there my legs felt wobbly and boneless.

"WIT!" Mo pound harder on the door, I realized

why he sounded so stress.

"YEA, YEA" snapping as I opened the door, his

face went from worried to shocked instantly.

"Christ, what happened to you?" he grabbed my

shoulders only to send shooting pain through my legs hissing as I held on to

the door for stability, my legs wobbled for a minute before I could straighten

up again.

Damn

my back hurt so bad I got that drunk.

"Nothing," stuttering nervously, my memory was

gone there was no telling what the hell happened.

"Dude, don't say nothing, look," he held up his

phone to the camera.

"SHIT~~~" my hair was standing up in every

direction, I had a hickeys on my cheek and down my neck, Looking at Mo, who now

had a shit-eating grin, rolling my eyes at him.

"BOY~~~" he laughed pushing by me.

"No, Mo, where are you going?" I couldn't even

chase him.

"Dude, I need to meet the lady that took my man's

virginity,

Whoo lady put something on, I'm coming to shake your

hand."

"Mo no, don't go in there," I limped to my room

getting to the door, Bash was standing with everything hanging, tattoos,

clothes, and glory.

"Mo..." he turned to me wide-eyed.

I could feel the tension in the air, Bash dressed quickly

looking at me while the silence filled the air.

"To think you're my best friend and you couldn't tell

me," Mo snapped rushing by me, his shoulder collided with mine knocking me

to the floor.

"****," hissing at the impact, the floor hit

harder than Bash, holding my back trying to stand.

"Wit, are you OK?" Bash said holding out his hand

to help me, I smacked him away.

"Get out!" tears ran down my face, not just from

the pain, but from the fact that I had just made the biggest mistake of my

life. Between the rush of memories and what Mo said, I almost instantly

regretted ever meeting Bash.

"No, Wit last night..."

"Yea, I know, look at me, I can't believe I'm that

stupid, look at the mess I've caused. Please leave," A frenzy of unneeded

words shot out of my mouth.

"I left my number on the bed, see you at school"

he snapped walking past me, I heard the door slam shut.

"****~~~~" the outburst was just the beginning of

a very long list of things I would go through.

Crying like a little baby, I hate pain and anything that

comes with it, beyond me how I got fifteen piercings and can't handle sex.

Trying to relax in a nice warm bath to soak my sore body,

looking around the bathroom thinking of last night, the things I did, I said.

Shaking off the thoughts of me sucking his ****, touching

my swollen lips, tracing down to the hickeys on my neck dark bruise-like

colors, running my hand further to my aching hole.

"How long would it take to recover, never going to do

that again," saying to myself as I pulled my legs into my chest.

"Wit, where are you?" Jerry yelled from the door.

"Bathroom," embarrassed enough, but what was one

more nosy person asking questions. He didn't though he just stood in the

doorway.

"What?" I didn't really have a reason to snap at

him, I just felt horrible, and confused.

"Are you okay?" he just said the words without

sarcasm.

"Let me guess Mo ran his mouth," sitting upward

with anger, this was exactly why I didn't tell Mo anything.

"I don't care what you are, I Just want to know if you

are okay?" He walked over to me, placing his hand on my shoulder, so

sincere and nurturing.

"No... I don't know what to do," sobbing again

and not even sure why?

"Come on I'll help you today," he said helping me

out of the tub.

"Thank you," sniffing as I dried my hair, getting

dressed.

"What do you want to eat?" he tried to hide the

smile as I struggled to sit on the stool.

"Nothing," holding my hands in my lap, my

emotions were all over the place right now, seeing Bash's face change from

happy to hurt when he left, or even his smile, not to mention his body,

tattoos, piercings, muscles... Shaking my head at the thought Oh God... I scold

myself.

"Look you can't wobble around depressed because your

friend thought you lied to him, you just need to call him here and explain it

to him, it's not a crime to be curious and it sure as hell isn't a crime to

actually be gay dude."

"But I'm not fucking..." I stopped myself from

saying it, I clearly was after what happened, I think!

"Gay, I have no idea what I am right now,"

nervously saying trying to hide from the world if I could, it was starting to

get on my nervous, and sadly enough it was kind of true.

"Sure, but..." he looked down trying to find the

right words to say without pissing me off.

"You never looked at a woman the way you eyed Bash

last night," if he were recording my reaction (priceless), he busted out

laughing.

"Wait you saw us leaving, why didn't you stop

me?"

"I honestly didn't think you would do anything, and

Bash isn't the type of guy that does one-night stands," he sat a cut-up

apple in front of me with water and pain medicine.

"Eat, I'll be back in one hour," nodding as he

left.

Sitting there letting the remainder of the night soak into

my brain, smiling because I actually had sex and weirdly enough, I did in fact

enjoy it, only if it didn't come with this amount of pain. Rubbing my hand over

the hickeys on my neck smiling at the memory of Bash's soft, full lips.

His kisses were just the beginning, those hands holding me

in place or even how his strong legs held me down while his tongue traced my

body.

My hand shot to my lips running a finger across them, I

could still remember his taste.

"Wit..." startled by the sound of the door

closing.

"Huh, oh Hi" blushing as I had just got caught

jacking off.

"Okay, now that we are all here, let's clear the

air." Jerry stood next to Mo.

"No," he snapped, turning to the door.

"Mo, it's not what you think, I'm..." I turned in

the stool, looking at him I needed to clear it up with him, at least Jerry got

the message.

"A fag! Yup got it," He scolds

"What the **** is your problem?" saying as I

hopped off the stool pulling him to look at me.

"You should've told me," I'd only once seen the

hurt in his eyes.

"Why? So, you could run your mouth about it,"

"You know I'm not as bad as you think," it was

true he did do good sometimes.

"For your information, I'm not gay, I just so happen

to do exactly what you two have done a million times, I had a one night stand,

it just happened to be with a man and not a girl, what's the big deal?" I

crossed my arms, shaking my head at him, he blew this way out of proportion.

"Man, you're never going to **** a girl if you keep

looking like one," and there is was again the one thing Jerry and Mo got

away with, calling me a girl because I have long blonde hair and blue eyes, no

amount of hair dye or contacts will change that.

"**** off," with that he hugged me laughing.

"So how does your *** feel?"

"**** you, asshole." Smiling, we ended up

watching movies for the rest of the day eating take out and chatting about

everything and of course, Bash came up in the conversation a few times.

"So, be honest did you enjoy it?" Mo asked I

nearly choked on my dinner.

"MO," Jerry snapped smacking him on the back of

his head, holding back a giggle.

"No, it's fine, and umm I don't know," I was

completely honest, I did and didn't enjoy it.

I still didn't know what to do about him, seeing them off

for the night I laid down ready to call it a night, throwing my hands behind my

head, the pain was now nearly gone and for one weird reason, I found myself

thinking about Bash again and this time I focused on sucking him, shaking off

the thoughts again turning overseeing Bash's watch laying on the side he slept

on.

Sitting up holding it in my hands, a leather band with a

silver time dial turning it overseeing it had an engravement, 'Sebastián

Curtter Sr.'

"Shit!" rushing around to find his number finding

it on the floor.

Rolling my eyes as I dialed the number cursing myself, I

didn't know what to say.

'Hello,' click his voice alone sent my body into a frenzy,

the husky sound of his near-perfect accent, I knew he was foreign from the

first day of school.

His family was from Thailand, but he was born here. Looking

down at my phone a text on the screen.

'Are you okay? B'

'Yea, Ummm you left your watch here, sorry'

'Ok, meet me in the entrance hall tomorrow'

'Okay, night,'

'hold on, can we talk?'

'Tomorrow!' I already knew what he wanted to talk about,

and right now I'm not sure I can do that type of talk.

Tossing and turning all night drove me insane to think I

was seeing him again, I needed to keep my cool.

Wearing my normal skinny jeans and oversize shirt, pulling

my hair back into a hair tie, trading my studs for hoops on my lips and

eyebrow.

Sighing deeply this was it, going to chat with the man that

sends chills down my body and this weird butterfly feeling in my belly.

My dorm room wasn't too far from the entrance hall, students

were coming and going I stood at the door until it cleared out a bit.

"Wit," turning to face plant into a chest, I keep

forgetting that he's so damn tall, looking up to his brown eyes instantly my

legs turned into jelly.

"Hey, uh here," holding my hand out to give him

the watch.

"Let's have lunch and talk," he didn't let me

answer he grabbed my hand and lead me to his bike, a flashback memory of riding

with him.

The ride was short, but amazing him hitting bumps hurt a

bit not as much as yesterday though.

"You okay?" he asked seeing my little too obvious

struggle, trying to fix my jeans and trying not to bend.

"Yea, I'm good." Smiling, then following behind

him.

We order the same thing, chicken tenders, and cheeseburger

fries, with strawberry milkshakes.

"Go sit," his stern voice made it almost sound

like an order, but I didn't argue, sitting by the window until he sat next to

me with the tray of food.

"Thank you again, this watch is irreplaceable,"

he said as he hooked the strap.

"I'll never steal," saying as I popped a fry in

mouth smiling.

"So, about..."he's trying to play it smooth,

looking at him playing bashful.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you," I cut him off it

was awkward enough, but I'm finally sure what I want from this lunch I just

hopped he feels the same.

"It's okay, but what I wanted to say was, I knew you

were a ******, I shouldn't have done that." His face seemed to change

again, from confused to content and smooth.

"It's fine, I was drunker than I thought, I've always

believed I was straight, but never looked at a woman in a sexual way, it's

weird." Talking between eating it was nice, had a sort of first date feel.

"So, did you discover you're actually gay?" he

arched his eyebrow, the one with the ring and tattoo, my belly did those flips

again. How could he have such an impact on me?

"I'm not sure about that either, how would I

know?" testing my limits would be a disaster, but none the else it needed

to be done one way or another.

"Well, you could go on a few dates and see," my

stomach felt to my feet, I lowered my eating more food fora few quiet minutes.

"Maybe I only want you..." he didn't answer I

slowly followed from the food to his chin then eyes, he wasn't answering me, I

blew it Jerry told me he didn't like one-night stand.

"Umm,"

"Wit, I have a girlfriend," well damn, the rest

of the meal was awkward, we ate quietly.

He cheated on his girlfriend with me, at this minute I felt

like a *****. I didn't bother catching a ride with him back I walked back to

class.

Jerry tried to talk to me, but I blocked him out, I skipped

afternoon class and went to my room hiding from reality.

The next few days I stayed home like always, hanging out

with Mo and Jerry, they tried to get me out to the bar, I hurried to say NO!

We drank the nights away, and before I knew it the weekend

was over, and it was time to go back to school.

"Yo Wit, you pretty enough let's go," of course

Mo teasing yet again.

Smiling today I needed to get on with my life and I intend

to do that.

Walking into the entrance hall spotting Jerry standing with

Tee and Stacy, pretty girls' nice eyes and long legs and good size chest.

"Hey, Jerry,"

"Hey..."

"Wit, you look different," Stacy said standing a

bit too close to me, eyeing Mo knowing that he put them up to this.

"Not really, just..."

"Wit," my heart dropped at the booming voice

behind me, turning to be face plant into his damn chest again, damn it Bash the

giant.

Doesn't he know personal space.

I opened my mouth to speak, but he only took my hand nearly

bragging me through the halls into the bathroom.

I could feel peoples on us as we rushed by.

"Bash..." cut off by his lips, shocked for a

second before pushing him back, smacking him across the face not that it hurt

him.

"I need it," rocking his side to side on my

forehead.

Completely shocked and ever felt the need for him in my

belly. "Wit, I need you again,"

"Ask your girlfriend," I reached for the door his

hand covered mine, for a second, I stood my back to him, we didn't talk or move

just stood there heavily breathing.

The air was so thin I felt like I would choke on it

anytime.

"Please, don't do that again," I said, then left

him standing there.

Sitting in class listen to another lesson project for the

spring concert, Mo suggested Moon Pies, Jerry said Crazy Oats, it was going to

be one crazy spring concert thanks to them.

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