Chapter 15
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"Liar!" I said through the window.
Stephen's POV
I rush back inside in rage. I wished it didn't have to be this way. I really wanted her to be with me but Mara ruined everything by showing up.
"Baby, I heard your voice downstairs. Is something wrong?" Mara asked. She was only on her underwear.
"Get out of my house right now! Get out! Get out!" I went to pack all her stuff out.
"Stephen, what's wrong? Are you okay baby?" She looked concerned.
"Is it because I got drunk? It won't work. Nothing is going to happen tonight so get out now." I sounded pissed.
"It's not like we don't do this. I'll leave if that's what you want but if you still want me, I'm all yours."she winks at me before leaving.
She left and I shut the door.
I took a bottle of vodka to clear my mind. I want to forget everything that has happened? Where would she go to now? I just didn't want her to think I was cheating on her. This would have been the best time for us. How did that girl get into my house? I was drunk at school after I fought with Eric. Mara drove me home. She took the keys from my pocket to open the door. I kissed her calling Sharon's name. I thought it was Sharon! I told her not to leave me. I was almost about to have sex with her until Sharon knocked on my door. It was so close. Thank God it didn't happen.
I had nowhere else to go to expect Eric's place. He was my last option. I pressed his doorbell hesitantly, having doubts since our last conversation didn't end well.
"Sharon! What are you doing here?" He was shocked to see me so late at night.
"Eric, please let me stay in your house for a while."
"No problem. Come in." He gestured.
Off all the places I could go to, I ended up at Eric's house. I can't believe Stephen didn't let me stay in his house. I thought he loved me.
"Make yourself comfortable." He directed me into his house. I gave a faint smile, still not happy about how things turned out between Stephen and me.
"Okay, thanks but what about your parents?" I asked, looking around.
"They went on a trip. So you can stay as long as you want." He assured me but I wasn't intending on staying that long.
"Okay, so where will I sleep?"
"The guest room." He leads me to the room.
"Thank you." I gave a faint smile.
As I dropped my bag on the bed, Eric grabbed my wrist.
"Sharon, tell me what happened." He looked concerned.
"I left home. I just couldn't bear it. My dad....he hates..." I sob.
He hugged me to relieve me of my pain.
"I hate him," I continue to cry.
"They were never the parents I wanted."
"It's okay. I'm here for you." He consoles me
"Thank you." I looked at him in the eye.
"For what?"
"For letting me stay."
"It's nothing. I'm sure Stephen would have let you stay in his house. Wait a minute, didn't Stephen let you stay in his?"
"Long story." I don't want to talk to him about it. He might say ' I told you so'.
"Okay, if you need anything call me."
As he was about leaving, I held his hand and kissed him.
"Eric, I like you but..."
"Please don't...." He stops me from saying that word that could break his heart.
"Stay with me," I tell him. I really needed comforting.
"You're sure?" He asks.
I nod my head.
We laid on the bed. I rested my head on his chest.
"I want to have a day with you even if we are not together."
"You know, I wish this night never ends." He says.
"Me too." He placed a light kiss on my forehead, sending sparks to my body. His body was warm. It made me feel comfortable. We were so close...
As I opened my eyes tiredly in the morning, I noticed that I wasn't wearing my top anymore. What?! A crazy thought drastically came to my mind. I checked under the blanket and found out that I'm only on my underwear. Shit. What the hell?! I checked maybe he was naked but he was only on his boxers. What the hell happened last night? Looks like it was a pretty long night. I quickly went back to bed immediately Eric woke up but he caught me.
"Is something wrong?" He asked as he saw me go back to bed.
"Erm...Uhm... Did we do it?" I asked feeling unsure.
"Do what?" He looked confused for a moment until he saw me hold the blankets tightly, "Oh, no, no, we didn't." He sat up, resting his back against his pillow.
"Phew! I thought we did but why I'm I half-naked?" I wondered.
"Seriously,?" He furrowed his eyebrows, giving a smirk.
"You mean you don't remember pulling your clothes off."
"Not one bit." I shook my head.
"Well, I never asked why."
"Wow! You should have." I correct him.
"So, are you saying that I should have stopped you?"
"I don't know. Would you have?" I question him.
"Sharon! Can we not talk about this."
"You're sure?" I smiled and threw a pillow at him.
"Well... you know what happened last night."
"I thought you said we shouldn't talk about it." I stood up forgetting I was only on my underwear.
