Love Bites

LOVE BITES Chapter 6 : Love Bites

Chapter 6 : Love Bites

When I woke up the next morning, I had a splitting headache.

With a groan, I sat up in bed clutching my head. What happened last night? My hand drifted over the smooth blankets pooled around my waist.

Wait. My blankets weren't this soft. My eyes shot open, taking in the dark quilts covering me. My blankets weren't this colour either. My head snapped to the side, taking in my surrounding.

Who's house was I in? How did I get here? Did I sleep with someone?

I let out a relieved sigh when I recognised the style of the room. I relaxed, falling back on the lush pillows.

I see. I'm just in Alastair's room.

I pulled the thick blankets up to my face and breathed in. They smell just like him. I closed my eyes and smiled, despite the pounding inside my head.

My eyes shot open again. Wait. Why was I sleeping in Alastair's bed? I threw the blankets aside and jumped off the mattress, the gladiator sandals I still wore slapping against the wooden floor. Immediately, my stomach churned and I covered my mouth, thinking I'd throw up.

The nausea faded and I was left to succumb to the thoughts flooding my mind. When did I wander into Alastair's room? Did I do anything to him? Where was Alastair?

I bit my bottom lip in worry and combed a hand through my bed hair. I then looked down at my clothes and let out a breath of relief to find they were still in tack. My crop top was a little disheveled, revealing the top of my strapless bra but other than that I was thankful to say I still had clothes on.

My backside buzzed. Reaching behind me, I pulled my phone out of my back pocket. It was a message from Brianna.

"Thanks for taking me home last night," I read what she texted me allowed. "And sorry if I said anything weird."

I tried to think back to last night. I recalled getting ready and going to the party with Bri and I remembered second guessing myself when I walked into the house. I knew some tall guy handed me a drink and...

And then what happened? My mind drew a blank. It was as if nothing had happened after that, yet I felt as if something important did happen. Something I shouldn't forget. And how did I get home? Had Alastair...?

Still trying to remember, I fixed my top and that was when I saw them. All oxygen disappeared from the air. There, littering my chest, was a bunch of red marks.

I ran into the bathroom and skidded to a stop in front of the mirror. My eyes widened at the sight of love bites covering my neck and bare chest.

Hickeys?

I snatched a wash cloth and scrubbed at my skin, hoping that would somehow wash them away. I'd never even kissed a boy before and I wake up to find hickeys all over me?

What exactly did I do last night -- or rather who did I do last night?!

I placed a hand over my neck, my skin was a little sensitive but other than that it hardly hurt. I just wish I remembered what had happened. Maybe I would remember everything when my head finished pounding.

I realised I couldn't walk around like this, not with a bunch of love bites all over me. What would Alastair think? Oh God. I buried my face in my hand. I couldn't let Alastair see me like this! I'm ashamed of what I did; letting someone else touch me. I didn't want anyone to touch other than...