"Rose Mazur."
I tilted my head to one side, taking him in, just like he was me.
"Long time no see," I said. He nodded.
He took a step closer. He was a walking god, he was sexy, with those dark eyes, and those muscles. He was tanned, a little bit more than I was.
"You grew up well," he commented.
"Not so bad yourself Dimka," I purred, using his Russian nickname. He was in front of me, and handed me something. I looked down, it was a bag of... Ecstasy? I looked up.
"Thanks."
I took a few, and within minutes...
"Would it be wrong to say I want to fuck you right now?" he whispered huskily. I was throbbing, suddenly really wanting him.
I was high already, and drunk, although I hid it well.
"No," I whispered.
"Good."
I forgot that what my father told me, and I'm pretty sure he forgot too.
Hell I forgot his name. That's how out of it I was.
He took me upstairs, where my father had a room.
I was exhausted by the time we were done. He brought some liquor, from which I drank more than I should.
I slumped back at the same time he did. Somewhere I mind a word came up, taboo. I felt myself closing my eyes, falling asleep.
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I woke up, with a killer headache, and pissed off. The light was bright.
"What the fuck?" I whispered.
"Exactly my respond."
My eyes snapped open, to stare into the face of my father.
By the looks of it he was pissed beyond belief, and I wonder what I did this time.
I tried sitting up, but something strong, and firm stopped me. I covered myself and looked down, it was an arm.
I screeched, making whoever was next to me bolt out of bed.
"What the fuck?" it was a man, but it was not Adrian. This one had long hair, and dark eyes.
"Fuck."
"Shit."
"What happened, tell me now!" my father boomed. I cringed, my head was killing me. I slumped back, closing my eyes remembering bits by bits.
Dimitri.
Oh god.
I was so dead.
A man burst in.
"What are the means of this Ibrah-" except he didn't finish my dad's name.
"Dimitri! What have you done!" I take it that was his dad.
This is so not happening to me.
"I would like some explanations Rosemarie! Now!"
"Dimitri! Answer! What is the meaning of this?"
None of us said anything.
I peaked at Dimitri, who's head whas hanging down in shame.
To our parents, us having sex, was the worst of the worse.
Before any of us said anything three words left my mouth:
"Fuck me sideways."
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:D as you can see, this is different than Knocked Up.
I hope I got the top part right, and everyone likes it :O Lol
Review. About the weed, if you go to the prologue it says drugs, plural.
And it is fanfiction... I could make my own drug if I wanted, I mean I've created an island in one of my stories.
I know its not that strong...
But thanks
And I actually don't know how ecstasy works... Lol
Review.
