The Taunting (College Life #1)

Who's underwear is this?

Andreas P.O.V-

"So, you're for real done with him?"

"Yes, I tried to give him another chance, but he just blew it."

"Damn Jules, so what are you going to do now?"

"Focus on college, and to fuck the shit out of anything with a dick," says Juliette, blowing her smoke out the window in the backseat of my truck.

Teddy says, "Make sure you wear a condom, we don't need you getting a disease."

She smacks his head, "Shut up Teddy, I can't believe you and Bridget are together."

That surprised me also, at the night of the football game he whispered some words in Bridget's ear, to which he wouldn't tell anyone what he said, but whatever he did say, it made her fall into his arms as he made hours and hours of love to her. No, I'm serious. I woke up early this morning to study for a test, and I heard them moaning as her bed made squeaking noises.

When they came out of the room, she was wobbling over as he looked clustered fucked out of his mind. I just smiled around my apple, so happy for them.

"I can't believe it either, she's finally mine." I pinch his cheek from the driver's seat, he swats my hand away.

"Isn't she still with Kam?" I ask, to which he gives me a dirty look.

"Don't say that fuckers name around me." He grumbles. I don't blame him, Kam is unlikeable. I remember Teddy always telling her to leave him, how he wasn't good for her, which is all true. There were times when Kam would yell at her like she was a child, and even called her derogatory names. One time he called her an ass, I had to hold Teddy back, he almost bashed his head in. Bridget was so scared, I thought she would cower under the table. "She's talking to him tomorrow about us. We won't have to see that piece of shit anymore."

"Good for you, Ted." Juliette smacks a kiss on the top of his head.

From the driver's seat, I see Teddy moving around. "Dude, what's wrong?"

"There's something latched onto my shoe." He grunts while leaning down and detaching something from his Nikes. It's a thin pair of blue underwear with Wednesday on the front part. OH SHI-

"What the hell is that, Andreas!" Juliette screams from the backseat, making me almost swerve off the road.

"It's obviously underwear," I answer simply.

"Of course, I know that, but who do they belong to? Who did you fuck, a high school chick? No college girl is wearing days of the week underwear." No one except for Elizabeth Pratt.

That night comes back to me, it's been three days since we've talked, or had sex. God, that was the best sex of my life. Yes, she laid there for the most part, but the way she felt around me, fuck! Her body was fucking banging, the way she clawed at my back and the wetness between her legs was insane. I made sure I fucked her in every position possible until I was tired out of my mind.

I don't think I can have sex with anyone else, or look at another girl the same.

For example, after class, Teddy decided to ride with me back to the house to go over some game footage, Juliette's poli sci class was right near us, so she tagged along. Walking up to my truck, she had on a short skirt with a tight long-sleeved shirt that insinuated her boobs. Usually, that would get me hard, but it didn't. My thoughts moved to Elizabeth, and her great tits as they moved side to side as I held my sweaty body over her. Now THAT got me so hard, I almost fell over.

Sex with Elizabeth Pratt is hard to explain.

I turn down the street towards my house, "It was just some girl." I don't say anything further.

"JUST some girl? The only time you fuck someone in your car is when you're desperate and can't make it to the house. When was this?" asked Teddy, trying to solve the mystery.

"The night of our win against Stanford."

"Ohmigod! You fucked someone on the night of the party, makes sense, I remember seeing you come in looking all disheveled and dazed."

Teddy adds on, "That's right, Jules. Then, a few minutes after, Eliza came in and I remember- oh fuck, you did not fuck Bridget's little sister, Andreas!"

Juliette smacks my arm, "You told me you didn't even like Eliza Pratt."

"Andreas said that! Obviously, he was lying, I knew he liked her, from the moment he zoned out of practice, he said he wasn't thinking of her, but clearly, he was."

"Don't say anything." My voice was stern.

"Yo, I can't keep this from Bridge, we're on good terms now. If she knows that I know about this, she will kill me, trust me, she will."

I pull into the driveway, parking behind Carlee's car, "You've both got to promise to not say anything, Elizabeth doesn't want anyone to know."

"You know I won't say anything, Dre." Juliette pats my shoulder; I look to Teddy who looks like he's about to throw up.

"Fine, but if something happens to me, it's on you."