A Body of Secrets
Chapter One
She exited the bathroom slowly, a stunned look on her pale face. She plopped down on the bed and covered her face in her hands.
"What will Peter think?" she thought, all of his possible reactions running through her mind. After those subsided, the flashbacks forced their way into her mind.
~~Flashback~~
About halfway through dinner, Daisy decided to go back to the dorm. She didn't realize she was being followed. When she got to the door, the follower confronted her.
"Hey Daisy."
"Oh, hi. What are you doing here?"
"You looked troubled, so I decided to come see if you wanted to . . . talk."
"Um, I guess it couldn't hurt," she said, opening the door and stepping inside. The follower followed her.
He stepped inside and found Daisy sitting on her bed, her head in her hands.
"Daiz, you ok?" he asked comfortingly, walking over to her and putting his hand on her knee.
She took her hands from her face and put them on his hand. She looked up into his eyes and began talking.
"Actually, no. You see, I'm torn between two guys I like. I can't decide and lately my feelings have been confusing me."
"I understand that."
"How could you understand? I bet you had some girls hanging around you at your old school."
"Ha! Not even close. It's more like I was hanging all over the girls."
"No! Not you!"
"Yeah, me."
As they looked into each other's eyes, something clicked in Daisy's mind. She looked away uneasily. When she felt his eyes on her, she looked back. He was looking at her kindly, as if . . . he loved her. The next thing she knew, his lips were on hers. She gave in to temptation and they kept on kissing. It got intense and they both laid back, with him on top. They klutzily undressed themselves between kisses and slipped between the covers.
~~End Flashback~~
"But that's not the worst part," Daisy thought, as her mind remembered the other part of her dilemma.
~~Flashback~~
After they were done, her follower had left. Daisy got dressed and sat at the end of her bed again. A knock at the door interrupted her thoughts.
"Come in," she called.
"Hey," came a voice.
Daisy looked up.
"Oh, hey," she said chipperly.
"What are you so happy about?" the visitor asked.
"Oh, nothing. Did you need something?"
"Well, actually I did. You see . . . Daisy, lately I've been having these feelings . . . about you . . . and they are hardly friend feelings . . . they're more, ya know?"
Daisy just looked at her visitor. Was this really coming out of his mouth? He walked over to the bed and sat down beside her, grabbing her hand and holding it in his.
"Daisy, what I'm wanting to know is, do you feel the same way?"
Daisy looked him in his eyes. She saw the same look that she had seen before in her follower's eyes—the look of love.
"Ya know what . . . I think I do," she said, before removing his hand from hers and placing it on her back as she laid him back and started kissing him deeply.
~~End Flashback~~
"God, what have I done?" she said, a lonely tear drop falling down her cheek.