A/N: the song on the side has nothing to do with this chapter lol i just love Ed Sheeran and this song is awesome! You Need Me -Ed Sheeran...link on the side!
Someone was tickling my sides, more like poking them to wake me up. As crazy as it sounds I felt like my bed my poking me, what the heck is going on? I groaned, hitting the hard pillow I was lying on. A chuckle reverberated from my bed, making my whole body vibrate. I open my eyes to see a pair of sharp blue eyes looking at me amusingly. I looked around and my eyes shot open wider when I realized I was on top of Dwayne. Embarrassed, I pushed myself up into a sitting position, blushing furiously. I thought I went to sleep in a sleep bag, how did I end up sleeping on top of Dwayne?
It was kind of dark in the tree house, but it was definitely not night, it was a beautiful dark purple color, just a few minutes before the sun starts rising. Dwayne had his arms around my waist as we were waiting for the sun to rise. Little specks of sunlight were rising from behind the mountains as the sun made its way up slowly. The whole sky turned a pinkish orange color and I was mesmerized by its beauty. I was regretting every day I haven’t seen the sunrise because it most definitely is one of the gorgeous things i have ever seen; one should see it every day without missing a day; especially the time between when the sun rises and the moon starts going away. It’s like the start of something new, a new day, a new beginning; it seems refreshing and quite frankly extremely gorgeous.
“It’s beautiful,” I whispered in awe.
“Yeah it is,” Dwayne’s said agreed. I turned to look at him, but instead of looking at the sunrise, he was looking at me. I smiled, and he wrapped his arms around me, pushing my head into his chest.
I know I shouldn’t get so attached to Dwayne, I hardly know him, but something inside of me is so moved by his presence that it doesn’t want to let go. Every time I am around him, I find solace. As sappy and moronic as that sounds, my inner self feels rejuvenated, in peace, happy. I haven’t been happy with a guy for a long time, I know I shouldn’t blame all the guys for what my ex did to me, but I can’t help it, I just feel like every guy is going to hurt me one way or the other. That doesn’t mean I will push Dwayne away without giving him a reason, he deserves as much.
“Dwayne” he pulled apart, cupping my cheek in his large, weathered, and warm hands, smiling at me. I gulped, why does he have to be so loving, and caring, I bet he won’t like me after hearing how impure I am, how crazy I have been in the past, how messed up in the head I am.
“I am not exactly the kind of girl who should be an angel,” I sniffled, “I am anything but.” He gave me a confused look. “I am not a virgin, I know you must not care about that since I am sure you aren’t either, but the thing is I don’t even know who took my virginity.” I was staring at my feet, not daring to look at his face which I am sure would be one full of sheer disappointment. “I was at this party and well long story short, my boyfriend cheated on me, I got mad and went to this party, got pissed drunk. You can probably guess what happened next, some guy took advantage of that and screwed me. At least he had the decency to use to condom.” My tears were at bay, soon they will come out I just knew that, but I can’t cry right now, I will wait till I go back to my dorm room to cry while eating a tub full of chocolate chip ice cream. Dwayne held my chin, making my head turn upwards so that he could gaze into my eyes. I was expecting to see disappointment, anger, betrayal, even disgust in his eyes, but what I saw was…guilt. Why is he feeling guilty for something that was my fault?
“If we are telling our darkest secrets now, I think I should probably tell you mine too, but before that I have a confession to make. I know the guy who took advantage of your drunken stupor.” My eyes widened, I need to know who was he, surprisingly, I wasn’t mad at him, even drunk I knew what was going on and he didn’t hurt me like I would imagine a drunk guy doing to get some action. He was very gentle, and from what I saw through my hazy eyes, he was very handsome.
