"Who the fuck is Emma?" Sean heard a drunk girl screech in his ear.
Wait, what?
They had been having sex for an embarrassingly short amount of time before Sean just came wildly. I mean who the hell can even think right after they orgasm anyways? He rolled off of her and realized the drunk girl was April. Who he went to school with at Wasaga High. Who he had been chatting up downstairs at some random party his friend Jeff was throwing. And he had been drinking like crazy all night because he couldn't get Emma off his mind. And then to forget about her even more, he took off April's clothes and fucked her.
"What? Who?" Sean said, throwing the used condom on the floor and taking a long swig of his beer on the night stand.
"Emma! You know, the name you just said over and over again when you came...as you were fucking me. APRIL!" She was getting angrier by the second.
Shit. Had he really done that? Sean didn't even remember coming upstairs with April, let alone saying Emma's name apparently more than once during sex.
Sean's random blackouts while he was still partying was becoming a more common thing. He would randomly come to after he'd done something and barely remember how he'd gotten there. Man, he had to stop drinking! It was beginning to fuck with his memory.
"April, baby, you must've just heard me wrong." Sean tried to reason...at least as well as he could while highly intoxicated.
At this point he was ready to pass out.
"No I didn't hear you wrong, Sean Cameron! The rumors about you are true! You don't give a damn about anything but getting drunk and having sex!" April sneered at him while she started searching for her clothes.
"You seemed pretty fine with it about an hour ago when you were all over me!" Sean remarked almost boredly as if he didn't care...which honestly he didn't.
She knew what she was getting herself into. April was no angel herself.
"Ugh! I can't believe I just slept with you! Whatever, Sean! I'm so over this." She threw her shirt on inside out and barely snapped her jeans and stuffed her feet into her shoes before she was out the door.
Sean wanted to stop her but before he could say anything or even really move, she was slamming Jeff's bedroom door and stalking down the hallway.
Eh, whatever. Sean didn't really want to deal with all that anyways. He got what he wanted out of her and that was that. He wasn't interested in getting to know her. Hell, tomorrow he wouldn't even remember her name.
But it seemed like he was having a hard time forgetting Emma's. Sean tried to push the thought out of his mind as he passed out, but her name kept thrumming in his head like a heartbeat.
Emma.
Emma.
Emma.
EMMA.
