Thank you to anyone who read the first chapter, and especially to those that reviewed. I will try to continue writing these. Any feedback will be appreciated and advice welcomed - as I say, I have never written before.

This scene takes place after the woods and follows Emily after she woke up to find Naomi leaving.

I didn't want to get out of bed. Ever. Although I couldn't actually sleep. Every time I closed my eyes all I could see were images of her. Naomi leaning forward and kissing me. Naomi pushing me to the ground. Naomi breathing heavily underneath my touch, gripping onto my shoulders as pleasure shook through her body. These should all be happy memories, I had just shared the most intimate experience of my life with the girl I was falling for, but they were all tainted with memories I don't want to have. Waking up alone, on a blanket in the woods, watching Naomi run from me. My voice cracking as I told her how I felt about her. Naomi not once turning to look me in the eye. Walking home from the woods, tears stinging in my eyes.

I got home three hours ago, it was around 6am. Fortunately Katie was still asleep which meant I didn't need to fumble for an explanation to my whereabouts just yet. I pulled back the covers from my bed and got in, fully clothed. I didn't want to shower, I could feel her touch on my skin and as bittersweet as that memory currently was, I wasn't ready to erase it yet. Turning onto my side, I faced the wall. The events of the previous night kept replaying in my mind. Tears started dripping down my face. I was struggling to understand how I could go from the absolute ecstasy of last night, to the pain and heartache of this morning. I felt safe last night. Wanted, loved almost.

Naomi had initiated everything, the kiss, lying me down, uncovering my skin until I was overtaken with lust, unable to hold back. I felt a sense of achievement in satisfying her, though it was something I'd often dreamt about, I still was incredibly nervous. I vividly remember a breathless Naomi pulling me back up towards her after she'd climaxed and crashing her lips towards mine in appreciation, before showing me that she was eager to reciprocate. After we'd made love, Naomi and I got dressed as it was cold, and cuddled together on the blanket, finishing the remaining vodka. We sat in silence, but it was a comfortable silence. It felt perfect, and that's how I wanted my first time with anyone to be. Just perfect. We fell asleep with each other; Naomi wrapped her frame protectively around me from behind and pulled me close to her with her arm over my body. She kept me warm. It just felt right. It felt like she was finally letting me past the walls she had become so good at building up. Everything was very different this morning.

I heard Katie stirring, so I hurriedly wiped my eyes and rolled over to face her.

"Morning Ems. Like, where the fuck were you last night?" How I loved Katie's tone in the morning.

"We had to pull an all-nighter to finish off some coursework, at Panda's." I said, hoping Katie would buy it. She nodded, I think it worked. I really couldn't face Katie upsetting me today.

"Jesus Ems, I thought that for once you were maybe staying out all night to have a little fun. Like, you'd finally pulled and were getting laid. But no, you were at it all night, studying." I sighed, if only she'd known the truth.

"We don't all think like you Katie. Some of us want to get decent grades you know." I frowned as I said this to her.

"Like I give a fuck. Any way Ems, you should see the state of you, you look like shit. Have you heard of a shower? Are you even going to college today, wouldn't want you missing out now."

I scowled at her as I climbed out of bed and headed towards the shower. I locked the bathroom door and turned to switch on the shower. Katie was right, I did look awful, and my reflection in the mirror confirmed this. My eyes were puffy and red, my lips looked slightly swollen. Don't get me started on my hair. My clothes were quickly tossed to the side and I climbed into the shower, letting the warm water run over my body. The water slowly washed away all the traces of where she had touched and kissed me, but it wasn't enough. She was still on me. I just couldn't get her out of my head. I suddenly felt angry with myself, angry that I'd been so weak and given in to lust, without thought of the repercussions. Angry that I'd given myself to her, angry that I wanted her, that I still wanted her. Angry that I'd lost my virginity to her and this was to be my memory of it. Tears and pain, together with rejection. I scrunched my eyes shut, hoping this feeling would go away.

I couldn't stay angry at her though. How could I stay angry at her? You can't be angry at the person you are falling in love with. My heart swells every time I look at her. Every time she bites her bottom lip when she's nervous or the way she rolls her eyes in frustration at Cook and his moronic behaviour. The way she looked at me last night before she kissed me. Her blue eyes fixing upon mine as she kissed her way down my body. Just how could I be angry at her?

I heard a loud bang at the door. "Emsy, get out the shower, I need in the bathroom you selfish bitch!" I must have been in there a lot longer than I thought. I clambered out of the shower and wrapped myself in a towel. The prospect of college did not fill me with joy. She would be unavoidable today with the election announcement. I just wanted to slink back into my bed and stay hidden from the world for a while. Another loud bang on the door brought me back to reality and I trudged towards my room to get ready to face the day ahead.