Don't Let Me Fall(10)


is thinking.

“Ali, just because they’re twenty-four, doesn’t mean they’ll have a huge cock,” I deadpanned.

Alice threw a purple skittle at me while saying, “Don’t jinx it. I need to get f*cked hard and a little four incher isn’t going to satisfy me.”

I agree to that.

“Name?” I asked.

“Uh, you have Jared and I have Kenneth. I think. I don’t know. You get the shorter one,” she said, winking.

“You don’t know their names?” I asked, tilting my head to the side.

“I just met them.” What? “Names weren’t important when I tried to see what they’re packing.”

“This is going to be a disaster,” I sighed.

“Just get dressed. We’re meeting them in an hour.” Alice stripped naked and pulled on a tight navy blue mini dress. “Do you want the dorm? I can go back to his place.”

“Uh, I’m not bringing a stranger here. I’ll just f-uck him in the alley or his car or something,” I said. Yeah, I’m classy. And horny.

Alice laughed and started doing her hair.

“I was thinking the bathroom. We’re going to a noisy restaurant so no one would hear a thing,” she said, shaking her ass at me.

I got out of bed and started getting ready.

“Babe, we’re taking a taxi,” Alice called out as I reached for her car keys. “I want to drink tonight.”

“We have class tomorrow so don’t over do it,” I said rolling my eyes. I can tell tonight is going to be a rough one. Alice is the worst drunk.

“Sure, Mom,” Alice said grabbing her wallet.

“What are you doing?” I asked, eyeing her Louis Vuitton wallet. Her very expensive Louis Vuitton wallet that her parents got for her nineteenth birthday. “We’re going to a dump.

Don’t bring that.”

“What? I want to look classy,” she said, pouting.

“You’re going to get us mugged.”

“We’ll have two strong men protecting us,” she said in her seductive voice. It’s pointless talking to her when she does that so I sighed and shut my mouth.

The taxi was waiting outside when we got downstairs.

We climbed in and I patiently waited (not my lady parts) to meet these guys.



My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed, gasping for air.

No, I can’t think about it.

Stop it!

Stop thinking about it. Stop thinking about it.



- 4 -



I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning so I’m trying not to get involved in people’s conversations. Aimee kind of picked up on it so she was quiet with me for a bit

but when classes were over and we headed to grab a quick lunch, Logan showed up and started asking way too many questions about my neck tattoo.

I don’t f-ucking know the guy so I don’t feel the need to explain why I got it. And I tried to brush him off but he kept talking. It’s like he’s high on caffeine or drugs

because he won’t shut the f-uck up!

Aimee headed to the bathroom so my hand grabbed his arm and I squeezed without thinking. “Shut up!” I snapped. “Jesus. Your voice is f-ucking killing me.” That’s an

understatement.

He looked at me like I was a different person. Yeah. Finally he sees that I’m not in the mood to listen to his bullshit. “Whoa, chill,” he said taking my hand off his arm. “Just

because you’re on your period doesn’t mean I’m the scratching post.” Ugh!

I am not on my period. I’m a raging bitch when I’m on it. This is nothing compared to what is to come in a few days!

“Do you need to get laid? Some guys are into that. I personally can’t do it. The blood is a turn off,” Logan said leaning back into the chair, his eyes dropping to my ass. “But

there are alternative ways if you need help.”

I grabbed my coffee and purse, and just walked away.

I’m not in the f-ucking mood for–

No, actually I am.

I’m in the mood to f-uck someone. It’s been a long time and I just need to f-ucking let go. Let go of what’s happening, what happened and what’s going to happen. I need to f-

ucking forget for a bit.

So I bumped into someone.

And I straight up asked him if he wanted to have sex.

That’s how I ended up at his dorm.

I barely remember it but I know it was good.

Afterwards, I went to see Kelsey and I was pissed because I left my panties behind. I would. I got dressed way too quick because it was getting late.

When Kelsey fell asleep, I headed home and went to bed.

I wasn’t in the mood to do anything.

Not anymore.



***

I don’t even know how I went to class today. I must have been on autopilot. My laptop has notes and Microsoft Word has an open document with a writing assignment on it. I did that.

I don’t know how.

Kelsey can’t have visitors today because she’s getting a test done so that’s how I’m sitting here, in International Village’s dining hall, with Aimee, Logan and some girl Logan

picked up. She’s the kind of girl that links her arm through Logan’s for attention.

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