Short Stories

Scared Stupid

Pin groaned as she tried to get comfortable on what she was sleeping on. But she wasn't even laying down. She was sitting up. "Urgh." She grumbled. Her head felt hot and she didn't feel good. She touched her forehead with her hand, her eyes still closed. Her hands were cold.

Cold as ice.

She had a runny nose too. She sniffled, making sure the liquidy mucus didn't slide out of her nose.

She slightly opened her eyes a bit, just to see what was in front of her. In front of her was the outside. Bits of snow still littered the ground here and there, with trees that had a few leaves starting to grow on them. She was in a car. She shut her eyes again. She didn't feel like opening them.

To her left, snoring was heard. She tilted her head and opened her eyes just enough to see who it was. Coiny.

His head was dropped and touching the window of his car. His eyes were shut and drool seemed to drip from his mouth.

He had a seatbelt on, which was weird.

Pin shivered. She was cold. What time was it anyway?

She pulled out her phone and when she turned it on, she was blinded by the light. She grunted and instinctively scrambled to turn the brightness down.

"5:18." She muttered.

She sighed. She finally opened her eyes all the way and kept them like that. She rubbed away some of the crusty stuff from her eyes.

The first thing that she saw made her jump. "Euh!" She said, disgusted. It was her bra, unclipped and on top of a few other things.

"O-Oh..~ C-Coiny, ohh..~"

Pin's head hurt. That was her voice. No. She didn't-

Pin turned her head to the backseat. A broken glass bottle of champagne, with the cap missing.

"Two please!"

This time it was Coiny's voice. Great she had a brownout and she was hungover. Plus she had questions of what happened last night. Most of it was fuzzy.

Pin felt hilariously sick. She wish she hadn't woke up at all. She looked to the right of her, out the passenger window. It was a club. Her college's club.

Oh.

Pin groaned loudly. "Great." She said.

Pin remembered why they were here. She and most of her friends had graduated from college. So on their final day, they decided to have the time of their lives at the club.

Pin rolled her eyes.

Pin shook Coiny. "Coiny." She whispered. She shook harder when he didn't respond. "Coiny!" His head slid and hit the window.

He shot awake. "Ow what?" He said quickly. He rubbed his head. "P-Pin?" He rubbed his eyes. "Wh- Where are we? Why are you here?" He asked.

Pin sighs. "I don't know."

Coiny picks up her bra. "And why is this in here?" He asks, awkwardly.

Pin sighs again, repeating, "I don't know, Coiny." She snatches the garment back. "Look away, please?"

Coiny seemed confused. "Huh?"

"Could you look away while I out this back on?"

Coiny realizes. "Oh yeah. Right." He turns away. Pin puts the bra back on.

"Do you remember anything from last night?" Pin asks.

Coiny shakes his head slowly. "Nope."

"Shit." Pin mumbles under her breath.

There is a long pause.

"Coiny.." Pin mumbles.

"Yeah?"

"I had a.. a flashback of sorts. To last night. And it was.. interesting." Pin sighs, and looks away, flustered. "And I think... I think we had... Sex." She finally says.

Coiny scoffs. "Wh- Really? Like.. unprotected or..?"

Pin cries softly. "I don't know." Pin wasn't ready to have a child yet. She wasn't emotionally prepared for something like that. She prayed to God that it was protected if they did have it.

Coiny puts a hand on Pin's shoulder. "I'm so so sorry, Pin." He hugs her.

She hugs him back, crying into him, softly.

Coiny looked around at the parking lot. A few cars were scattered around. Four others.

Thinking about being a father scared Coiny. He and Pin weren't girlfriend and boyfriend. They hadn't ever even dated each other! "Pin. If you do have a baby, I'll be here to help you. Every step of the way." He says.

Pin nods slowly in his arms. "Mhm." She says in between sobs.

First, make sure that nothing went wrong and wild last night. Then they could get the details on what happened last night.

As long as one another was safe, they didn't care if they found out what happened that night.

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Hm. I like this chapter. At least, writing it was fun. Honestly, it doesn't matter if you view them doing it or not. It doesn't affect the story either way. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. Goodnight!