One Big Mistake, chapter 1
I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock at 8:00 AM on a Saturday morning.
"Amber... phone call!" my brother Mike yelled from the kitchen.
"Coming," I said lazily as I literally fell off the side of my bed.
I walked into the kitchen and could smell waffles, bacon, and a lot of other food cooking, telling me that Mike was playing chef this morning.
"Hello?"
"Amber?"
"Yeah... who is this?"
"It's Billie, you know, your boyfriend?"
"Oh, sorry... I just woke up"
Billie and I had been dating for about nine or so months now. We were really taking our relationship seriously until one day at school...
It started out as any typical day. I woke up, had breakfast, and drove to school. I was having a pretty normal day; I got shoved into a locker, dropped my books in the most crowded hallway of our school, and slipped at lunch, of course.
In 5th hour, a new guy came in. He was gorgeous. He had brown hair, blue eyes, a nice body, and was a little taller than me. He came and sat in the available seat next to me.
"Hey there," he said
"H-hi," I replied nervously.
"I'm Tre, and I'm new here... your name?"
"I'm Amber, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too..."
Then the bell rang. I was having a happy moment when the bell rang.
"Well... I'll see you around," he said
"Okay, then... bye."
I was driving home from school when I began to pull into my driveway and saw Billie standing there.
"Whoa... you trying to run me over?" he said sarcastically.
"No. I-I didn't mean to..."
"I know, I was just kidding."
"Well... don't."
"Someone's in a pissy mood."
"No I'm not!"
Should I tell him that I saw the most gorgeous looking guy in school today? No, I'm not that stupid, he'll kill me. Okay, I better stop talking to myself and just get on with my troubled life.
I got out of the car and shut the door. I tried to move, but I happened to feel arms around my waist, enabling me not to move. It was Billie.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sorry Billie, I guess I'm just weirded out right now."
"By what?"
"Uhh... nothing."
"Mmhmm... sure."
"Billie, just never mind, okay?"
"If you say so."
We went inside and of course I sat on my bed and ended up falling asleep. I was asleep for the longest time... until probably 7:30 or so.
"It's about time you woke up."
"Sorry, Billie."
"It's okay."
"Good."
"Good?"
"Amber, are you okay?"
"Is something wrong at school?"
"Are you being troubled in some way?"
"Billie... what's with all the questions?"
"I don't know... I'm just worrying about you, that's all."
"That's good to know."
We went to bed. And no, we didn't do anything for any of your dirty little minds. Anyway... the next morning I woke up to find Billie's arm around my waist. I didn't want to wake him up, so I just laid there, finally about two hours later, he woke up.
"It's about time you woke up," I said sarcastically.
"Oh, shut up!"
We laughed. Then Mike came in.
"Were you two doing anything?"
"NO!" we both yelled.
"Okay, okay..." he said, and then walked out of the room.
A few hours later, Billie and I went for a drive around town. Then during the evening, we went to a bar and got drunk. I saw Tre at the bar.
"Hey... don't I know you?" he asked me.
"Yeah."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just a little... ahh..."
He caught me before I fell. Then Billie came up behind me and said hi to Tre.
"You guys know each other?"
"Yeah, we've known each other since we were about six..."
"How have you been?" Billie asked Tre.
"Good, good."
"Well, I'll let you guys chat and I'll be right back," I said
That night I was asleep and Billie and Tre were out in the living room, drunk.
Then a few minutes later, I felt someone straddling over me. They pinned my hands down...
"Get off me!" I yelled
"Why?" the voice asked.
"GET OFF ME NOW!"
"Why? I just wanted to have some fun..."
"Who are you... Billie?
"Of course not. It's Tre."
"Tre?"
"Yeah... c'mon, I just wanted to have some fun..."
"Well get off me."
"I don't want to."
Then he released his grip. He fell to the opposite side of the bed. Then we began to talk. He told me of how he guessed that I liked him and I told him I did. (This was a little while after I met him... I'm not going to go into flashbacks...). That night, I made the biggest mistake of my life.
A few minutes after we talked, I realized that my shirt and jeans were on the ground as well as Tre's clothes. We were just gently kissing when he went too far. We were each making gentle sounds when I looked on the side of Tre's head to see Billie standing in the doorway of the bedroom, watching us.
"Billie?"
"Oh my God," Tre said
Silence... all I saw last was Billie turn and walk out of the bedroom. Then out of the house. A few weeks later, he called me and started yelling at me. I haven't got a call from him in weeks and the first thing I hear from him is yelling. He was yelling at me, telling me about how much he loved me and how he would not have thought that I would ever do that to me. I started crying terribly.
Then he told me he would come over and we could talk about it. While he was there, I apologized and made it up to him. We went into my room and I felt kisses down my neck. Then my shirt was off and so was all of our other clothing. I'm not going to get personal, but I will say that I really made it up to Billie... believe me.
Then a few hours later, we were lying in bed, almost asleep. Then I turned over and looked into his green eyes. They were beautiful. All we did was stare at each other. Then we began to kiss again, a gentle kiss.
Soft.
Loving.
Tender.
Passionate.
Caring.
Between the kiss, I could hear Billie gently say...
"I love you."
"Amber... phone call!" my brother Mike yelled from the kitchen.
"Coming," I said lazily as I literally fell off the side of my bed.
I walked into the kitchen and could smell waffles, bacon, and a lot of other food cooking, telling me that Mike was playing chef this morning.
"Hello?"
"Amber?"
"Yeah... who is this?"
"It's Billie, you know, your boyfriend?"
"Oh, sorry... I just woke up"
Billie and I had been dating for about nine or so months now. We were really taking our relationship seriously until one day at school...
It started out as any typical day. I woke up, had breakfast, and drove to school. I was having a pretty normal day; I got shoved into a locker, dropped my books in the most crowded hallway of our school, and slipped at lunch, of course.
In 5th hour, a new guy came in. He was gorgeous. He had brown hair, blue eyes, a nice body, and was a little taller than me. He came and sat in the available seat next to me.
"Hey there," he said
"H-hi," I replied nervously.
"I'm Tre, and I'm new here... your name?"
"I'm Amber, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too..."
Then the bell rang. I was having a happy moment when the bell rang.
"Well... I'll see you around," he said
"Okay, then... bye."
I was driving home from school when I began to pull into my driveway and saw Billie standing there.
"Whoa... you trying to run me over?" he said sarcastically.
"No. I-I didn't mean to..."
"I know, I was just kidding."
"Well... don't."
"Someone's in a pissy mood."
"No I'm not!"
Should I tell him that I saw the most gorgeous looking guy in school today? No, I'm not that stupid, he'll kill me. Okay, I better stop talking to myself and just get on with my troubled life.
I got out of the car and shut the door. I tried to move, but I happened to feel arms around my waist, enabling me not to move. It was Billie.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sorry Billie, I guess I'm just weirded out right now."
"By what?"
"Uhh... nothing."
"Mmhmm... sure."
"Billie, just never mind, okay?"
"If you say so."
We went inside and of course I sat on my bed and ended up falling asleep. I was asleep for the longest time... until probably 7:30 or so.
"It's about time you woke up."
"Sorry, Billie."
"It's okay."
"Good."
"Good?"
"Amber, are you okay?"
"Is something wrong at school?"
"Are you being troubled in some way?"
"Billie... what's with all the questions?"
"I don't know... I'm just worrying about you, that's all."
"That's good to know."
We went to bed. And no, we didn't do anything for any of your dirty little minds. Anyway... the next morning I woke up to find Billie's arm around my waist. I didn't want to wake him up, so I just laid there, finally about two hours later, he woke up.
"It's about time you woke up," I said sarcastically.
"Oh, shut up!"
We laughed. Then Mike came in.
"Were you two doing anything?"
"NO!" we both yelled.
"Okay, okay..." he said, and then walked out of the room.
A few hours later, Billie and I went for a drive around town. Then during the evening, we went to a bar and got drunk. I saw Tre at the bar.
"Hey... don't I know you?" he asked me.
"Yeah."
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm just a little... ahh..."
He caught me before I fell. Then Billie came up behind me and said hi to Tre.
"You guys know each other?"
"Yeah, we've known each other since we were about six..."
"How have you been?" Billie asked Tre.
"Good, good."
"Well, I'll let you guys chat and I'll be right back," I said
That night I was asleep and Billie and Tre were out in the living room, drunk.
Then a few minutes later, I felt someone straddling over me. They pinned my hands down...
"Get off me!" I yelled
"Why?" the voice asked.
"GET OFF ME NOW!"
"Why? I just wanted to have some fun..."
"Who are you... Billie?
"Of course not. It's Tre."
"Tre?"
"Yeah... c'mon, I just wanted to have some fun..."
"Well get off me."
"I don't want to."
Then he released his grip. He fell to the opposite side of the bed. Then we began to talk. He told me of how he guessed that I liked him and I told him I did. (This was a little while after I met him... I'm not going to go into flashbacks...). That night, I made the biggest mistake of my life.
A few minutes after we talked, I realized that my shirt and jeans were on the ground as well as Tre's clothes. We were just gently kissing when he went too far. We were each making gentle sounds when I looked on the side of Tre's head to see Billie standing in the doorway of the bedroom, watching us.
"Billie?"
"Oh my God," Tre said
Silence... all I saw last was Billie turn and walk out of the bedroom. Then out of the house. A few weeks later, he called me and started yelling at me. I haven't got a call from him in weeks and the first thing I hear from him is yelling. He was yelling at me, telling me about how much he loved me and how he would not have thought that I would ever do that to me. I started crying terribly.
Then he told me he would come over and we could talk about it. While he was there, I apologized and made it up to him. We went into my room and I felt kisses down my neck. Then my shirt was off and so was all of our other clothing. I'm not going to get personal, but I will say that I really made it up to Billie... believe me.
Then a few hours later, we were lying in bed, almost asleep. Then I turned over and looked into his green eyes. They were beautiful. All we did was stare at each other. Then we began to kiss again, a gentle kiss.
Soft.
Loving.
Tender.
Passionate.
Caring.
Between the kiss, I could hear Billie gently say...
"I love you."
