Marron woke up nauseas and exhausted. She could hear her heart beating through her chest as she pushed herself up from the bed.

'Last night must've been a dream.' She thought to herself.

Her head was pounding, and she was incredibly hungry. She grabbed her phone off the dresser to check the time.

"1:30!"

Marron threw her phone on the bed, and lied back. She couldn't remember what happened the night before. Everything was a fog.

She tried to lift herself out of bed, but her legs wouldn't move.

"Why am I naked," she said aloud. Then it all came rushing back.

She smoked and drank a little too much the night before. She remembered asking Trunks to stay the night.

Marron gasped. She had sex with Trunks!

She rubbed her hand in between her legs and felt the soreness. Her hands had a bit of dried blood on them.

Marron wanted to wash it off, but every time she tried to raise herself from the bed, her legs would give out.

She rolled onto the floor, and crawled her way to the bathroom. She was able to lift herself by grabbing onto the sink and perching herself up.

She washed her hands and decided to shower.

"Oh shit!"

Marron let go of the sink, and stumbled to the shower.

She turned the shower to the hottest setting she could stand. She got in, but standing was too hard.

She dropped down, and let her legs stretch out towards to faucet. The water beat down on her face as the warmth of the water soother her aching muscles.

She felt as if she got hit by a truck.

Marron washed herself off and made her way from the tub. It was easier to walk this time. She wrapped herself in a bath towel and went back into her room for clothes.

Marron looked down on her phone. "Almost 3pm."

She figured Bra was still asleep downstairs, but would probably get up soon.

She threw on some clothes and picked up around the room. She pulled the blanket off the bed to wash it and then noticed the blood-stained sheets.

She yanked the sheets from the bed and rolled them into a ball. She wanted to bring it downstairs, but stopped herself.

'My mom might see this'

Marron's mother washed all of the laundry. Surely, she would notice the blood stained sheets that reeked of marijuana. Her mother wasn't someone that could be lied to or confused easily.

'I'll just wait'

Marron turned around and went to her bed. She kneeled down and placed the ivory sheets next to her. She reached under her bed and grabbed her secret box. It was a present Bra gave her years ago, and she kept all of her treasures there.

She unlocked it, and placed the sheets inside. She locked it and stored it away. '

Marron carefully walked downstairs to check on her best friend. Bra was curled into a ball on the sofa with the blanket covering her face.

"Rise and shine princess!"

Bra stirred under the blanket," leave me alone!"

Marron pulled the blanket off of Bra letting the rays from the sun blast her face.

"Oh my God, stop Marron!"

"Bra its almost 3:30. We've been sleeping all day!"

Bra clearly had a hangover and did not want to get up.

Marron sat on the end of the couch nearest to Bra's head.

Bra rested her head on Marron's lap as Marron gently massaged Bra's head.

"How about we eat the rest of that ice cream and cake and just watch scary movies all day?"

"No, we can't', Bra grumbled, "Goten ate all of it."

"Of course, he did" Marron laughed. "Well, how about we order a pizza then?"

Bra yawned and stretched out, "yeah, that sounds good. I'm starving!"

"Okay then!" Marron grabbed her cell to order the pizza.

As she was dialing, a text message from Trunks came through.

I'm sorry about last night. I hope you're feeling better. Call me.

Marron didn't want to respond at the moment. She wanted to wait until she was alone. She didn't want Bra to know what transpired between her and Trunks.

Marron ordered the pizza and the girls ate and watched scary movies for the rest of the night.

Trunks was still confused about what happened. His mind was all over the place. He wasn't angry about what happened, it's just how it happened. He wanted that moment to be special for her and for him.

"What's going on?" Goten asked Trunks as he hit the 8 ball into the pocket.

It was the fourth game Trunks had lost that night.

"You really suck tonight!"

Trunks was deep into thought.

"Hello" Goten called out, "are you okay?"

Trunks nodded his head, "yeah, I'm fine."

Goten had known his friend for too long.

"Is this about last night? You going into Marron's room?"

Trunks didn't respond. He grabbed the pool chalk and conditioned his cue.

"Did you two do something?" Goten asked curiously as he leaned on his stick.

Trunk didn't answer the question. "I'll rack. $200 a ball this time?"

Goten shrugged, "as much as I love to take your money, I know you did something last night. I know you too well."

Trunks continued to rack the balls. He didn't want to confess to Goten that his thoughts were correct. Marron was their best friend as kids.

"How about this, I beat you, you tell me what happened last night. I lose, I don't bring it up again. Sound fair?"

Trunks nodded, "Fair."

"We had some drinks and smoked a bit, then she asked me to help her to her room. I helped her up to her room, and…"

Trunks paused for a second.

Goten listened intently.

"She asked me to stay and have sex with her. I told her no, but uh, she insisted and we did."

Goten took a sip of his beer.

"So, why exactly do you feel bad about it?"

Trunks stared off in the distance when Goten asked him that question. He took a giant puff of his cigarette, and blew it out almost immediately.

The smoke clouded around him and mingled in the air.

"I shouldn't have done it. I mean, she was still virgin. You know girls are sensitive about that kind of stuff."

"Yeah, that's true," Goten agreed.

Trunks pulled out his phone to check for any messages.

"I texted her earlier," he mumbled, "but she hasn't texted me back"

Goten wanted to break his friend out of his somberness. He grabbed both cues, and threw one to Trunks.

"Hey, you wanna play another round?"

Trunks grabbed the cue, "so $200 a ball?"

Goten smiled, "no, it's $250 now."

As the two friends played, Trunks started to think of an old memory of he and Marron.

"Trunks, why are you sitting here all by yourself?" A small, 5 -year-old, blonde girl asked.

"Why are you worried?"

"Because everyone is over there having fun, and you're here, on a rock, by yourself." She laughed.

"Go away!" Trunks snapped turning his head.

He closed his eyes and took in the silence. He then felt someone's body rub up against his.

Marron gave him a small smile as she sat next to him.

Trunks sighed and scooted over.

Marron continued to smile and stare at Trunks.

Trunks noticed Marron staring at him.

"What!"

"I don't know. You don't seem too happy your dad is home. Didn't you miss him?"

Trunks thought about her answer for a moment.

"At first," Trunks mumbled under his breath.

"But you can't miss what was never there."

His words were tough–the embodiment of his father. He coolly laid back placing his hands behind his head, propping his leg up on the rock.

Marron scooted closer to Trunks.

"Well yes, but he's still your dad."

"So what! Do I owe him something?" an annoyed Trunks snapped.

Marron cuddled up next to him and placed her head on his chest. "No," she said, "but I think the both of you need to work out your issues."

"I don't care Marron. You're too small to understand!"

Marron looked up at him. "You say that, but that's not what you feel."

"Tuh," trunks scoffed. "and how would you know.

Marron snuggled closely to Trunks's chest. "Because I can feel your heart beat, and it says you missed your dad by a lot."

"Does it really say that?"

"Yeah," Marron smiled up at him.

'Wow!' Trunks thought.

He admired Marron's sweetness and honesty. He began to feel better.

"He's been gone for some time now. I'm sure he thought about you, your sister, and your mom always." Marron explained. "I'm sure he thought about how he was never there for you, or how he never told you he loved you until the day died."

Trunks was always saddened when someone brought up the day his dad died.

No, his dad never held him, showed him any affection, or told him he loved him. Trunks always pretended to be tough and nonchalant about his feelings, but deep inside he yearned for his dad's love.

"What are you thinking about Trunks?"

"Nothing miss 100 questions." Trunks laughed.

Trunks leaned over and scooped some sand in his hand. Marron was still lying on his chest. He dumped the sand in her hair.

Marron screamed and ran off. As he laughed uncontrollably, he did not notice Marron filling her bucket full of water.

As he laughed, Marron ran up to him and dumped the water on his head.

Now she was laughing. He jumped off the rock, and chased her around the beach.

Trunks forgot about why he was upset and begun to enjoy himself.

Trunks had vowed to never be like his dad. To never hurt the ones he loved, and the one who loved him.

"8 ball corner pocket." Goten leaned over, steadying his hand to fire the cue ball.

The 8 ball went in.

Trunks ran his hand through his hair. "Damn!" He lost again.

"Pay up!"

Trunks pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and slammed it on the table.

"I'm spent," Trunks exclaimed. "I'm my father's son. I can't stand losing."

Goten chuckled as he picked up the money, "You are your father's son. You lose like him too."

Trunks laughed, "Fuck you!"

Trunks's felt his phone vibrate. Marron finally texted him back. He sent her a few quick texts.

"Hey Goten, I gotta go."

"Everything good," Goten said out of concern.

"Yeah, it's Marron. I'll call you tomorrow."

Trunks left the pool hall and jetted away on his bike.

Bra fell back to sleep. They watched movies and ate pizza since they woke up. Since Bra went to sleep, Marron thought it was a great idea to text Trunks.

She didn't know how to respond to what he wrote her that morning.

She sent a quick text.

Hi

He responded fairly quickly.

Hi you ok?

Yes. HRU? She wrote.

Good, thinking of you.

She smiled to herself.

Can I come see you? He wrote.

Marron looked down at a sleeping Bra.

"Bra," She whispered, shaking her slightly.

Bra didn't wake. She was still a bit hungover.

Yeah, sure. Bra's sleep and I don't think she is getting up anytime soon.

Trunks didn't waste any time texting back.

OMW

Marron blushed. She got up from the sofa carefully to not disturb a sleeping Bra. Marron walked over to the half bath connected between the kitchen and living area. She closed the door quietly and looked at herself in the mirror. She searched for any changes to her appearance since she wasn't a virgin anymore. She wanted to look good for Trunks, so brushed her down, layering it softly on her shoulders and down her back.

She cupped her hand near her mouth and breathed.

"Ugh, garlic breath!"

Marron grabbed a spare toothbrush and toothpaste from the medicine cabinet.

After brushing her teeth, she went into her parent's bedroom to grab some of her mom's perfume. She didn't want to spray too much because it was her mother's favorite and she would be pissed if she found out Marron used it.

Marron placed the perfume carefully in its place on the dresser. She exited her parent's bedroom and walked back to the sofa. She looked at her phone again. nothing.

She was getting nervous that he wouldn't show, but maybe that was for the better.

It had been a while since he text her. Marron got up to throw away the boxes of pizza and coke. She threw everything in a trash bag and walked outside to throw it in the garbage. As she closed the lid, she saw lights coming up on her.

It was Trunks. He looked so sexy on his motorcycle. He stepped off to the sides to stable the bike. He took off his helmet and shook out his lavender tresses. His one gold hoop glistened in the moonlight.

"Hey beautiful!" he smiled. He shut off the bike and stepped off.

"Hi!"

Marron walked over to get a closer look at him. "I didn't think you were coming."

Trunks turned towards the back of the bike and opened its storage container. He pulled out a bouquet of rainbow-colored tulips.

Trunks handed Marron the bouquet.

Marron was shocked as she grabbed them. "You remembered?"

The tulips smelled freshly picked and were beautifully arranged.

He smiled ever so charmingly, "of course I remembered."

"Thank you Trunks. They're beautiful."

Trunks reached over to grab her hand. He clutched it softly and brought it to his lips. He closed his eyes as he kissed her hand gently. He looked over at her as she stood frozen.

He grabbed her by her waist and pulled her into him.

His eyes were hungry, but calm and gentle.

He kissed her lips, in which Marron returned the gesture. He slowly moved his tongue in her mouth.

Marron's face felt like it was on fire. Her entire body was burning inside. This was a different feeling than the night before.

She gripped his shirt in desire. She desperately wanted him to ask her to come inside.

But he didn't.

Marron pulled away from him, rubbing her lips.

Trunks looked into her eyes , searching for what she was feeling.

"Do you want to come up?" She asked assuredly.

He smiled and kissed her on the forehead, "yeah."

Marron led him to the house, one hand holding his the other holding the bouquet of her favorite flowers.

They passed by Bra who was still sleep. Marron and Trunks crept up the stairs to Marron's room. Marron closed the old door as gently as possible.

Trunks looked around room at all the trophies and awards on shelves on the wall. He walked up to one shelf and read the awards: "Math Summit Champion" "1st Place Science Fair" "Spelling Bee Champion".

"I never knew ou had so many awards."

Marron walked over to her nightstand and lit a candle.

'I'm a nerd, I know." Marron sighed.

Trunks walked over to Marron and grabbed her waist.

"So what, I'm a nerd too."

Marron sadly look to him, "yeah, its okay for you to be a nerd. I'm sure you never been made fun of for it."

Marron sat down on her bed and clenched her pillow. She thought of all the horrible things the girls at school say to her.

A tear rolled down her cheek.

Trunks sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders.

"People make fun of you?"

"All the time," she sniffled. "Your sister is my only friend at school. The other girls laugh at me and call me names. Call me trash because I'm on a scholarship and parents could never afford to send me there in the first place."

Trunks wiped the tears from her face. He wanted nothing more than to protect her from anyone who meant her harm.

"Your ex-girlfriend is the worst," Marron continued. "She wrote you a note too. Bra has it."

Trunks softly caressed her cheek, "I don't care about her. I care about you."

Marron looked up at him.

"I don't know if this is real or not, or how long this will last between us, but I want to be in this moment with you."

She sat up on the bed and perched herself up toward him. "I want to feel everything I didn't last night, and I want to remember."

He watched her remove her pajamas and get completely naked. This time she didn't hide her body to him.

He cupped her left breast and kissed it. His rolled his tongue down to her nipple and softly sucked on it.

She moaned in ecstasy. He laid her flat on her back and continued with the right breast.

Trunks kissed, sucked and licked her body from head to toe.

Their bodies were sweaty when Trunks leaned in to kiss her.

"Trunks."

"Yeah baby?"

Marron rubbed his face and stared into the piercing blue eyes, "I don't want to wait anymore."

Trunks didn't want to wait either. He lifted her legs up around his waist, and settled between her. Trunks slid deep within her as he looked into her eyes. She jumped a little, but it didn't hurt like before.

Marron moaned louder as Trunks deepened within her. His hands were holding her head steady. Her toes began to curl as her breaths quickened. She arched her back, but Trunks gently pushed her back down. He held her body steady underneath. He knew her body was ready for climax as she dug her nails into his skin.

She began to cry out for him which made him push harder. Her body shuttered and jerked underneath him.

He wasn't there yet.

Marron wrapped her arms around Trunks's shoulder.

"Say my name," he whispered in her ear.

"Trunks"

"Say my name," he grunted.

"Trunks," she said louder.

He felt his climax almost there. The sound of Marron saying his name over and over again drove him insane.

He pushed in as deep as he could and released. All of his energy left his body. He collapsed on the tiny figure beneath him.

"Mmmmm, I love you baby."

Marron held her lover close. She swiped the hair that fell on his forehead and kissed it.

The two laid there all night until the morning, listening to each other's heartbeats.