Okay so I know this is really short. Give me a little break. I was having some trouble with this one and really didn't know what I wanted to write. I think I have it on track though on what I want to do with the next chappy.

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Chapter 7

Does This Make Me a Whore?

Honestly when he said 'Let's get out of hear,' we didn't make it very far. Just out to his car and about a mile down the road before he pulled over into the trees and cut the engine. There was no gentleness. No caring. Just pure animal instinct and lust taking over.

I was thoroughly fucked by Happy and it felt great. Now though we each laid in our seats with them tilted back trying to catch our breathes. The windows were still fogged up and looking over I could swear I seen my hand print in the one next to him. That made me smile.

"What's so funny girl?" He reach over and pinch my nipple as he spoke. I turned into him loving the attention.

"Just laughing at myself. I haven't fucked in a car since high school." My eyes widened at a sudden memory and then I laughed again. "Unless you count sucking a guy off down the freeway. That was entertaining. I shoulda died in a wreck that day."

Happy just grinned and looked back at the ceiling. "Jesus. Your really something' else. Definitely not how I would have pictured you'd be."

"What did you think I would be this little angel that never did any wrong?" I asked.

"Yeah. Something like that. Thought you would have written me off and not called honestly."

I played with my hair as I talked to him. "You glad I call?"

He grunted. "What do you think?"

He had a point there. Sure didn't take long for him to get in my pants. Jesus, what was wrong with me? Why do I always just end up jumping in to bed with guys. Or cars, in this case. "Does this make me a whore?"

He laughed so hard at that.

Oh god. He thought I was a whore. That's what this was. Just an easy lay. Or something he thought would challenge him. Well I just threw the challenge out the window didn't I? What was I thinking even calling him back? I should have known this was how it would have turned out.

Sitting up I started to put my clothes back on. It wasn't easy in the small space, but I needed to get out of this car. Needed to get out of his presence and kick myself in the ass for falling for another trap that I should have seen coming.

A muscled arm reached out and grabbed mine. "What are you doing?" He asked like he was surprised by my sudden and frantic movements to get dressed.

"Need out." I said. I shook his arm off and opened the door to get out. The air was cold. I started walking back towards the road and then realized that my purse was in his trunk. I turned around and started back to his car. Of course the trunk wasn't open. Duh.

Looking up I seen him struggling with something in the front seat before opening his door and hopping out clad in only his jeans. His feet must have been hurting walking on the dirt floor littered with the branches of the pines overhead. "What the hell is that all about?" He asked coming around to the back of his car as well.

My shoulders started shaking and I tried my hardest not to let the tears come. "I just want my purse." I managed to choke out.

"What? You gonna walk the fifteen miles back to your house?" He asked.

I nodded my head looking down at the ground. I lifted my hand to point to his trunk and that when I just started sobbing. I could help it. I felt so dirty and used.

Happy grabbed my arm and pulled me against him. "Stop that shit." He said trying to sooth me I guess. He wasn't very good at it.

I buried my head in his chest. "You… think… Imma… whore." I sniffle between sobs.

He pulled back from me and looked confused. "I never said that. I don't think you're a whore. Far from it actually."

"Really?"

"Yes. Now get your ass back in the car. I think I'm gonna loose a ball to frost bit." He let go of me and nudged me to my side of the car. Once we were back inside and buckled up he started the car and started driving into town.

Looking at the digital clock I seen green blinking lights telling me it was almost one in the morning. "I don't have any house keys yet." I really didn't want to go back home anyways in my state. To much to have to explain. That was only if I were able to wake Grams up.

Happy just nodded at me and kept driving. Before I knew it we were back in Yelm. "Where a hotel around here?" He asked.

"I don't know. Just moved from outta state, remember?"

"Well, fuck. I don't know where to take yeah. I ain't really got a place. Just I small trailer in the middle of nowhere." He had pulled over to the side of the road by this point. "We could go the I guess. If you want."

"That's fine." How bad could it really be? I mean we did just fuck in his car in the middle of the woods.