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Written By Kelvin…
The next morning, I had woken up to the cool morning breeze hitting my Unclad body. I began to force
my eyes open as I soon came to realize I was lying on my bed completely Unclad. The sun wasshining! brightly through my bedroom window,
which forced me to squint. Instantly an image of Adams flashed through my mind.
I hurriedly glanced at the other side of my bed, only to find that the spot he had fallen asleep in was
now cold and empty. His clothes that were once strewn on the floor were now gone, erasing all physical evidence that he was in my
bedroom last night.
For a second I thought that maybe last night had just been a figment of my overactive imagination.
I stood up to my feet and pain shot through my body. A tenderness which began at my…downstairs area,
confirming that I did indeed lose my virginity last night.
I reached down and picked up my pyjama bottoms off the floor and quickly pulled them on. I then reached for my black tank top that was
lying on my bed and pulled it on over my head. I knew that my memory of last night couldn’t have been
a dream. But the mystery regarding Adams’ disappearance forced me to abandon the comfort of my bed.
My first thought was that he would be downstairs in the kitchen, possibly getting some breakfast or grabbing a cup of coffee.
Following the only explain able possibility there was, I left my bedroom and headed toward the stairs.
Once I reached the bottom stair, I continued to walk through the foyer and into the kitchen. Relief washed over
me when I noticed the refrigerator was open and that there was a tall figure standing on the other side of
the door.
All I could see was their brown hair. Relief and excitement had taken full reign over my body.
Though, it disappeared just as quickly as the door closed revealing my brother, Trent.
In his hands was a jug of orange juice, a plate with pancakes, a bowl of cereal and a bacon and egg
sandwich. My brother was one of those lucky people with a metabolism that would allow him to constantly eat and
not gain a pound. I hated him for it! “Where’s Adams?” I asked, walking over to him and grabbing the orange juice. He tried to grab it
back, almost dropping all of his food in the process.
Finally, he decided it was probably best to put his arm full of food down first. “He went home,” Richard said casually as
he placed all his food down on the kitchen table. “Why?” He questioned me. I could feel panic begin to set in as I took
the lid off the orange juice and began to chug it right out of the jug.It took a couple of seconds before I could
find my voice. “I don’t know, just didn’t see him this morning,” I lied. My stomach began to twist and turn
causing a sharp pain to emerge deep inside my gut. I had to concentrate hard on not allowing the tears in my eyes to fall.
All I could think about was how he used me.How he came to my bedroom, had s*x with me and left me alone. How he took
my virginity from me like it was nothing important. He didn’t even have the decency to wait until I woke up
before he left. No, he didn’t do any of these things, instead he crept away in the middle of the night or whenever he left,
like I was some one night stand. Like I was some Sl*t he picked up at a party! “Yah, he seemed to be in some kind of
rush this morning,” Trent said, interrupting my thoughts. I looked up at him just as he started inhaling his food.
“Orange juice,” he mumbled between mouthfuls while pointing to the jug. I passed it over to him while watching in
disgust as he then took a couple of swigs out of the jug. I couldn’t help but think about the a mount of food
that was probably being spat back into the juice jug. “Yah, he looked like he saw a ghost or
something. He looked pretty freaked out this morning.” Trent finally managed to say once he swallowed his food.
“Oh,” I barely whispered out. I felt like someone had just ripped my heart out and was now stomping
on it, jumping up and down. But honestly, what did I expect? Adams was one of the most popular guys at my
school. Every girl wants him, has had him, has been used by him or will never have him. I’m only in grade ten, a
sophomore.
He’s a senior and not just any senior, but a very popular one. Obviously, he realized the mistake he had
made and had no choice but to run away. I was definitely not the prettiest girl in school or even the
prettiest in my grade. I was nothing, a no body. I was Richard’s annoying little sister and that
was all I’d ever be. It was stupid and naive of me to think anything was going to happen between me and
Adams. But, even so, the fact that I had given up my virginity so easily forced me to run to my
bedroom, fall on my bed and bawl my eyes out in embarrassment, disappointment and shame.
TO BE CONTINUED
Written By Kelvin…
The next morning, I had woken up to the cool morning breeze hitting my Unclad body. I began to force
my eyes open as I soon came to realize I was lying on my bed completely Unclad. The sun wasshining! brightly through my bedroom window,
which forced me to squint. Instantly an image of Adams flashed through my mind.
I hurriedly glanced at the other side of my bed, only to find that the spot he had fallen asleep in was
now cold and empty. His clothes that were once strewn on the floor were now gone, erasing all physical evidence that he was in my
bedroom last night.
For a second I thought that maybe last night had just been a figment of my overactive imagination.
I stood up to my feet and pain shot through my body. A tenderness which began at my…downstairs area,
confirming that I did indeed lose my virginity last night.
I reached down and picked up my pyjama bottoms off the floor and quickly pulled them on. I then reached for my black tank top that was
lying on my bed and pulled it on over my head. I knew that my memory of last night couldn’t have been
a dream. But the mystery regarding Adams’ disappearance forced me to abandon the comfort of my bed.
My first thought was that he would be downstairs in the kitchen, possibly getting some breakfast or grabbing a cup of coffee.
Following the only explain able possibility there was, I left my bedroom and headed toward the stairs.
Once I reached the bottom stair, I continued to walk through the foyer and into the kitchen. Relief washed over
me when I noticed the refrigerator was open and that there was a tall figure standing on the other side of
the door.
All I could see was their brown hair. Relief and excitement had taken full reign over my body.
Though, it disappeared just as quickly as the door closed revealing my brother, Trent.
In his hands was a jug of orange juice, a plate with pancakes, a bowl of cereal and a bacon and egg
sandwich. My brother was one of those lucky people with a metabolism that would allow him to constantly eat and
not gain a pound. I hated him for it! “Where’s Adams?” I asked, walking over to him and grabbing the orange juice. He tried to grab it
back, almost dropping all of his food in the process.
Finally, he decided it was probably best to put his arm full of food down first. “He went home,” Richard said casually as
he placed all his food down on the kitchen table. “Why?” He questioned me. I could feel panic begin to set in as I took
the lid off the orange juice and began to chug it right out of the jug.It took a couple of seconds before I could
find my voice. “I don’t know, just didn’t see him this morning,” I lied. My stomach began to twist and turn
causing a sharp pain to emerge deep inside my gut. I had to concentrate hard on not allowing the tears in my eyes to fall.
All I could think about was how he used me.How he came to my bedroom, had s*x with me and left me alone. How he took
my virginity from me like it was nothing important. He didn’t even have the decency to wait until I woke up
before he left. No, he didn’t do any of these things, instead he crept away in the middle of the night or whenever he left,
like I was some one night stand. Like I was some Sl*t he picked up at a party! “Yah, he seemed to be in some kind of
rush this morning,” Trent said, interrupting my thoughts. I looked up at him just as he started inhaling his food.
“Orange juice,” he mumbled between mouthfuls while pointing to the jug. I passed it over to him while watching in
disgust as he then took a couple of swigs out of the jug. I couldn’t help but think about the a mount of food
that was probably being spat back into the juice jug. “Yah, he looked like he saw a ghost or
something. He looked pretty freaked out this morning.” Trent finally managed to say once he swallowed his food.
“Oh,” I barely whispered out. I felt like someone had just ripped my heart out and was now stomping
on it, jumping up and down. But honestly, what did I expect? Adams was one of the most popular guys at my
school. Every girl wants him, has had him, has been used by him or will never have him. I’m only in grade ten, a
sophomore.
He’s a senior and not just any senior, but a very popular one. Obviously, he realized the mistake he had
made and had no choice but to run away. I was definitely not the prettiest girl in school or even the
prettiest in my grade. I was nothing, a no body. I was Richard’s annoying little sister and that
was all I’d ever be. It was stupid and naive of me to think anything was going to happen between me and
Adams. But, even so, the fact that I had given up my virginity so easily forced me to run to my
bedroom, fall on my bed and bawl my eyes out in embarrassment, disappointment and shame.
TO BE CONTINUED
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