I came by your house the other day, your mother said, you went away, she said there was nothing I coulda done there was nothing I coulda said. – Bruce Sprinsteen.

Tony

She promised me. She promised me she would wait. She promised she would wait and think about coming with me. She lied and now I'm alone.

HOW THE FUCKING HELL COULD YOU SHELL?

Michelle

I promised him. I promised I would wait. I promised I would wait and think about my options, about going with him, starting Cardiff. I lied and now I'm alone.

HOW THE FUCKING HELL COULD I DO THIS?

I left for College that night, the night in the car. Its all too vivid.

He told me we were better than that and then he kissed me. It was beautiful.

His hands pulled at my stomach and sooner than expected I was on his lap straddling him as he ran his hands through my hair tugging furiously. He was sloppy which was to be expected, given he had only recently remembered that he even had feelings for me. Then he stopped, just like that. And he said " Shell, my my my 'you know' isn't working remember? " That's when I felt it.

"Tony, yes, yes it is!" I was too busy being happy for him to even think about how it could be a good thing for me.

Tony

That night was weird, my mind was so messed up yet I knew one thing was for sure, I needed her.

Before I knew what was happening we were out the car running towards my house. The rain was soaking both of us but she didn't seem to care. Ive never seen her more beautiful than that moment, drops of rain dripping off her nose onto her chest, whilst her mascara was running down her cheeks. Michelle was the most beautiful thing ive ever seen.

We broke through the door with our lips never removing from each other, her hands were up my shirt and grazing my stomach and then in no time my shirt was up and over my head. For me it was like my first time all over again, since the accident I've had trouble remembering what its like, to touch someone, to feel there hot skin on my hands, but more than anything to be inside Michelle.

Michelle

It had been so long since I had felt this good, and we hadn't even done 'stuff' yet. I had missed this feeling so much, I'd like to say I hadn't had sex since his accident, but I'd be lying. I had slept with boys mindlessly just to try and keep me from remembering that he may never have come back to me. I would try so hard to forget about Tony, but I couldn't, I would open my eyes when I was with one of these boys and all I would see was him, kissing me and telling me he loved me. I missed that.

And now here I was, it was actually happening.

He pushed me up against his bedroom wall and he looked so perfect, his pale chest contrasted against the tanned skin I had worked so hard on. He put his hands up my shirt and then he stopped

and looked at me as if asking for permission, I nodded of course.

My t-shirt was flung over in the corner somewhere and I could feel his hands shaking as they brushed over my chest, who could blame him. We went on like this for a while, just kissing and touching. I think he was too nervous or embarrassed to try to unzip my jeans, so I done it for him.

"Fuck sakes Tony"

"I'm afraid youll think I just want in your pants, you don't have to do anything with me Michelle"

Then I burst into tears, "I want you, I want you so bad and now, now you don't want me"

He kissed my eyelids starting to cry with me.

"Michelle I want you more than I ever have"

And then it was rough, he tugged at the zip on my jeans and slid them down my legs leaving me only in my underwear. He brought my legs up around his waist and pushed my back against the wall. I could feel his wet eyelashes brushing against my face, I loved him so much it made me feel sick inside, like I had bats instead of butterflies.

It hurt, my back that is. It was scraping against the wall but it was a good sore. I fumbled around a bit with his belt and I heard him suck in his breath as I touched him. Then he pulled me off the wall and I was on top of him on his bed. We kissed a bit like this and then he flipped me over, I removed my bra in the most unladylike way, and he giggled as I went red.

Tony

She was amazing, even when her face was bright red from embarrassment. Unfortunately I wasn't very sure of what I was to do now, so I done the only thing I could.

I asked her.

"Michelle, I don't really, uhm, know what ive to do"

"Touch me"