The Way Chloe Wanted Shout To Be..., chapter 2
After we had went back to my house and got even more ready, we left for Billie's party. Its was okay I guess.. I barely know any of these people. I only know Billie, Chey, and myself If I count.
"Hey, so you made it!" He said, loudly, over the music.
"Yeah. Chey's here, too"
"Oh, cool," he said. He didn't really seem all excited about that.
"So yeah...um...-"
"Hey, um...wanna go upstairs, or whatever?" he said.
"I g-guess," I stuttered. I don't really mind.. but it is a little fast. We barely know each other. Whatever.
He took my hand and we walked upstairs to his room. It was dark. The only light was coming from outside, except, the view from here was a bunch of 16- and 17- year-olds, drunk, puking and prancing everywhere.
"Lovely, huh?" he smiled a little.
"Yeah, really romantic."
"Yeah," he said. He got closer and gave me a quick kiss, and then a longer one. yeah, for me, this a little fast. For me and Trey, we didn't kiss until at least a week or two. But I kissed back anyways, because he didn't suck at it. And he was cute.
After a little bit, we knocked everything off his dresser. And then he pushed me down on the bed.
"Hey, yeah...I wanna take it slow," I said. He didn't say anything back, But he pulled a condom out of his pocket, so I could see it.
"Slow enough?" he said with a smile on his face. "Next time we can pull out."
"Billie, no," but he pinned me down and...
Yeah.
After a few minutes, he was done and I scrambled to put my clothes back on, and then ran down stairs. Cheyenne was talking to some guy.
"Let's go," I said.
"No, hold on"
"No. Now. I'll tell you why later."
"Fine," she said and then told the guy, who was ugly, goodbye.
She got out her phone to call her mom. "No. I wanna walk."
"Fine, whatever."
We walked silently for a few blocks. It felt nice outside, but...I don't know. I'm guessing you could call that rape. I mean. I don't know.
"What is it you wanna tell me?"
"Can you call sex you don't want rape?"
"I guess. I think. Yeah." She said. "OH MY GOD! Were you raped?"
"No," I lied.
"Oh, then what were you doing upstairs?"
"Bil-Billie was talking to me."
"What about?"
"That, I can't tell you."
"Mmkay."
"Hey, so you made it!" He said, loudly, over the music.
"Yeah. Chey's here, too"
"Oh, cool," he said. He didn't really seem all excited about that.
"So yeah...um...-"
"Hey, um...wanna go upstairs, or whatever?" he said.
"I g-guess," I stuttered. I don't really mind.. but it is a little fast. We barely know each other. Whatever.
He took my hand and we walked upstairs to his room. It was dark. The only light was coming from outside, except, the view from here was a bunch of 16- and 17- year-olds, drunk, puking and prancing everywhere.
"Lovely, huh?" he smiled a little.
"Yeah, really romantic."
"Yeah," he said. He got closer and gave me a quick kiss, and then a longer one. yeah, for me, this a little fast. For me and Trey, we didn't kiss until at least a week or two. But I kissed back anyways, because he didn't suck at it. And he was cute.
After a little bit, we knocked everything off his dresser. And then he pushed me down on the bed.
"Hey, yeah...I wanna take it slow," I said. He didn't say anything back, But he pulled a condom out of his pocket, so I could see it.
"Slow enough?" he said with a smile on his face. "Next time we can pull out."
"Billie, no," but he pinned me down and...
Yeah.
After a few minutes, he was done and I scrambled to put my clothes back on, and then ran down stairs. Cheyenne was talking to some guy.
"Let's go," I said.
"No, hold on"
"No. Now. I'll tell you why later."
"Fine," she said and then told the guy, who was ugly, goodbye.
She got out her phone to call her mom. "No. I wanna walk."
"Fine, whatever."
We walked silently for a few blocks. It felt nice outside, but...I don't know. I'm guessing you could call that rape. I mean. I don't know.
"What is it you wanna tell me?"
"Can you call sex you don't want rape?"
"I guess. I think. Yeah." She said. "OH MY GOD! Were you raped?"
"No," I lied.
"Oh, then what were you doing upstairs?"
"Bil-Billie was talking to me."
"What about?"
"That, I can't tell you."
"Mmkay."
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