I awoke the next morning with an excruciating pain in my head. Dumb alcohol. I sat up and opened my eyes, both of which I regretted immediately. Sitting up only caused an even greater pain in my head and opening my eyes caused me to see what exactly had happened last night. I screamed in surprise and pulled the sheet up over my body. I frantically looked around the room, finding my dress and another person's clothing strewn across the floor. Put that and the fact that I woke up naked with a hangover in a strange bed together and the sum isn't good. I regretfully glanced to my left at the person sleeping next to me.
I cursed under my breath and closed my eyes and put my head in my hands, groaning loudly.
I felt him stir next to me and sit up. I peered at him through my fingers.
He was smirking.
"I can't believe you!" I yelled as I reached my hand out to smack him across the face. He caught my hand and held it tight. I sat there, trying to catch my breath from my sudden outburst. I was strangly turned on by his strength and the fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt, but I bitterly pulled my hand away from him.
"Now, now," He said, "Let's not get angry."
I looked away from him, "You raped me," I said slowly.
"Did I?" He raised his eyebrows, "If I recall, you didn't try to stop me."
"I was drunk." I defended myself.
"And who's fault is that?" He smirked again, "And in my defense, I was drunk too."
I scoffed at him. He chuckled and gave me a once-over. Feeling so exposed, I clutched the sheet tighter around myself, looking away from him. He turned in the bed so he could pull on his boxers and his pants. He stood and walked over to find his cellphone somewhere in the mess on the floor.
"Can you give me my dress?" I asked him. He bent down to pick it up and walked towards me. He stopped three feet away.
"You have to come get it." He smirked.
I glared at him and thought about my options. What did I have to lose; he'd seen it all before. I stood and angrily walked over to him, the smirk never leaving his face. I reached for the dress but he held it up higher, "That'll be one kiss."
"Just give me the dress, Joe." I said his name like poison.
"One kiss," He whispered.
I leaned in to kiss him very briefly but he pulled me into him and held me there longer than I had anticipated. I snatched my dress from him and pulled it over my head. With the smirk still on his face, he turned and continued looking for his phone.
I found my phone on the floor near my sandals, which I slipped on my feet. Finding it useless to leave, considering I didn't know where I was, I sat down on the floor and opened my phone. There were several text messages from Nick, all along the lines of "Where are you?" and panicked phrases such as that.
"Nick is going to kill me." I mumbled to myself.
"Nick doesn't have to know." Joe walked over and stood infront of me. He had put his shirt and shoes on and was holding his phone in his hand. He offered me his free hand and I reluctantly took it. He pulled me up effortlessly and we walked out of the room.
"I don't even remember how I got here..." I mumbled.
"Hey pretty lady," Someone said to me, stumbling out of a bedroom with a half dressed girl behind him. I jumped and caught up to Joe, grabbing his arm and keeping close to him. I found an odd sense of comfort in the familiarity I had with him versus everyone else here who I didn't know at all. He glanced over his shoulder at me but I was turned around, glancing disgustedly at the junior boy who was totally stoned that was trying to flirt with me. Joe grabbed my hand gently and led me down the hall and back down the stairs. The scene once again was unfamiliar to me, but even worse than upstairs. There were people passed out on the couches and even along the staircase as Joe and I tried to make our way down. There were red cups everywhere and the stereo was still faintly playing. He led me outside where the intensity of the summer sun almost blinded me. I groaned and stumbled backwards and ran into Joe.
"Sorry..." I mumbled. After I got used to the sun, I blinked my eyes a couple times and looked around, "Um, where exactly are we?"
"I know where we're going." He chuckled and pulled my arm, telling me to follow him. We walked down the street and we neared familiar names as we turned down different roads. He was taking me back to his house - which was where Nick was going to be. Oh God.
"Listen, about last night." Joe stopped me infront of his house and put his hands on either of my shoulders, "It didn't happen, according to my family."
I looked at him with a dumbfound expression on my face, "You took my virginity."
He smirked, "I know." I rolled my eyes. First, he took advantage of my being drunk, and now I can't even tell anyone?
He turned and headed in the house and I followed after him. He went straight upstairs but I headed into the kitchen where Mr. and Mrs. Jonas were sitting. I smiled at them, "Hello."
"Hey, Sarah, it's nice to see you. Nick's in the living room." Denise greeted me.
"Thanks." I headed to the right and found Nick sitting on the couch. He spotted me and jumped up, giving me a hug.
"I was so worried about you!" He exclaimed, "I lost you at the party and someone told me you left and I tried calling your house but you mom said you hadn't come home yet and -" I cut him off.
"Nick, Nick - I'm fine," I smiled, "Nothing happened." I lied.
"Did you make it home okay?" He asked.
"Well actually," I started sheepishly, "I had one too many drinks and I kind of passed out." His eyes widened, "Are you okay?! I knew I shouldn't have left. Did anyone -"
"Nick," I laughed, "I'm fine. Nothing happened." I stressed my words.
Joe walked into the room right after that with a towel in his hands. He ran it through his wet hair and sat down on the couch on the other side of Nick.
Nick leaned back on the couch and glanced over at him, "Why didn't you come home last night?" He asked in a much less worried voice.
"I was at the party." Joe looked at me. I looked down.
"Oh," Nick said, "So you were with Sarah?" "Yeah," He said, still looking at me, "I was with Sarah the whole time." He smirked while Nick wasn't looking. I glared at him.
"Why didn't you just tell me that, Sarah?" Nick looked at me, "I would've felt so much better."
"Oh, you know. I just got carried away. It was a senior's party after all," I laughed nervously, then jokingly punched Nick's arm, "I don't know how all you juniors snuck in."
He laughed, "Well you can take a shower if you want."
"Okay." I stood and headed upstairs to the door right across the hall from Nick's room. Inside, I took my dress off and turned the shower on hot. I stepped inside and let the water run over my face and down my body. I thought about last night. I thought about how I had lost my virginity to someone I hated. I thought about how I let it happen. And most of all, I thought of my new found attraction to Joe. And I hated it. I washed my hair with Denise's hair products and then took the vanilla and jasmine scented body gel and scrubbed my body from head to toe until I was red. And I still didn't feel clean. I rinsed myself off and got out of the shower.
With a towled wrapped around myself, I opened the bathroom door with my dirty dress in my hand and walked across the hall to Nick's room. I jumped when I found Joe sitting on his bed. He smirked.
"You just can't resist not having your clothes on around me, can you?" He stood up and walked over to me.
"Get out. I need to get changed." I demanded him.
"Why don't you make me," He whispered. He was less than a foot away from me and I back up until I hit the wall.
"You're not seriously going to make a move on me with your parents and Nick less than twenty feet away, are you?" I smirked at him.
He smirked back and leaned in to my ear, "What they don't know can't hurt them." He kissed right behind my ear and I shivered. He pulled away and slyly backed out of the room. Still frozen in my spot, I regained my composure and walked over to the door, slamming it shut and cursing his name. I headed over to Nick's dresser, pulling out a pair of his boxers and a wife beater. I pulled them on, rolling the boxers up so they were like shorts. I towel dried my hair and brushed through it, letting my brown wavy hair fall over my shoulders. I tossed my dress in Nick's hamper. This was practically my second home; I was here almost everyday. I slipped my flip flops on and headed down the hall. I heard Nick's voice coming from Joe's room and I turned inside.
Nick and Joe were sitting on Joe's bed - Nick with a guitar. He was putting the strings back on, but stopped when I came in the room.
"Way to wear my clothes," Nick smiled.
I grinned and shrugged, "I'm going to head home now. I'm wicked tired. I didn't have such a great night last night." I looked directly at Joe.
"I can give you a ride." Joe offered, stading up.
"No, that's okay, I want to walk." I said coldly.
"I insist." He replied in the same manner.
I sighed.
"Wow, Joe, you're being... nice considering you two hate each other." Nick said.
"Yeah Joe." I agreed coldly with Nick.
"Hey, what can I say?" Joe said, "I'm a nice guy." He grabbed his car keys and pulled me by the wrist out of the room. I snatched it back from him and walked myself down the stairs. He got into the drivers seat of his car and I got into the passengers seat and slammed the door. He started the car and pulled out of the driveway, heading down the street in the direction of my house. When he pulled up to the curb in front of the house, he jumped out of the drivers seat and opened the door for me. I ignored him and angrily made my way up the walkway and up to my front porch.
"Hey!" He called after me, following me up the steps. I turned the doorknob and found it locked. Glancing towards the driveway, I noticed neither my mother or father's car was parked there. I headed around the wrap-around porch to my back door. Joe followed me. Before I could even put my hand on the door knob, he stepped infront of me.
"What?" I asked harshly.
"Don't I get anything for the ride home?" He asked.
"Oh, my virginity wasn't enough?" I asked sarcastically.
I tried to reach around him to get the doorknob but he just stepped in the way again.
"You know you can't resist me." He whispered in my ear.
"Just because I had sex with you doesn't mean you can use me at your convenience like some doll." I said angrily.
"You gave it up to me so easily once, how do I know you won't do it again?" He smirked.
I wanted to slap the silly smirk right off his face, "Leave." I demanded.
"Jeez, alright." He held his hands up for a second before dropping them to his sides and walking backwards away from me.
"Later Sarah." With a wink, he was gone around the corner. A minute later I heard his car start and pull away from the curb.
I groaned and opened the door, walking inside. Cursing loudly, I headed upstairs to my room.
What did I get myself into?