Chapter 15

Rachel's POV

I walked through the gate of the Drilovsky residence. I knew it was late, but I needed to see Patton. I knocked on the door but no one answered. I turned the knob to see if it was open and to my surprise it was. I let myself in. Everything was dark and I couldn't see. I felt the wall for a light switch and flicked it on as soon I found it. The light flashed on and I could see the stairs, which lead to Patton's room. I gave a deep sigh and ran my fingers through my hair before making my way up the stairs. I expected his door to be shut, but to my surprise it was wide open. His shirtless torso lifted from his bed, and i could make out the confusion in his face.

"Rachel?" He said as he gazed at me standing in the doorway. "What are you doing here?"

I didn't answer, and instead grabbed his head and ferociously kissed him. He seemed taken aback by my actions, but followed suit. He rolled me over so he was leaning over me as i unbuckled his belt and tore it from his pants. We broke our kiss to pull off my shirt. He pushed my skirt down and fiddled with the buckle of my bra before snapping it open, letting it fall down my arms. Still kissing each other violently like hungry animals, rolling around and groaning in ecstasy and pleasure.

I opened my eyes and squinted at the sunlight beaming down from the window. I turned around and was caught by surprise to see Patton lying next to me. He opened his eyes sleepily and smiled.

"Good morning." He said and leant over to kiss me. I looked into his eyes and I saw love. My stomach turned.

"Yeah." Was all I could muster out. I felt dirty and guilty. I looked at the digital clock on his bedside cabinet and freaked.

"I have to go!" I exclaimed.

"What, why?" Patton asked.

"My parents will freak if they find me gone."

He frowned. "You mean your parents didn't know you were out?"

"Of course not."

I jumped out of the bed and started collecting my clothes from the floor, frantically pulling them on. I heard Patton sigh.

"Well see ya later then." He said. I leant over the bed and kissed him, then ran out of the room, down the stairs and out the front door, without a word.

I ran halfway down the street until my feelings became so overwhelming, causing me to collapse into the gutter, tears pouring from my eyes and down my face. I couldn't believe I could do such a thing, hoping that maybe if I did those kind of actions everything would be better. Patton would be mine for sure and that in no way could he be taken, as if he was my territory and I was just marking it.

I used him, for my own insecurities.

I used the only person I have ever loved and cared for.

I used him.

And now I feel like a dirty bitch.