Love In Autumn

Autumn is your average lesbian trying to find love. She isn't a boy trapped in a girl's body. She is a girl. And she wants a girl. But does a girl want her?


6. Let's Hide In The Closet

Rex smiled and laid next to me after he put his pants back on.

"I've never done that before." I said swallowing really hard, the words wouldn't come out right. He didn't look entirely shocked but faked a wowed looked on his face.

"The first is always the worst-" I cut him off.

"Not always." I bit my lip and he started tickling me.

I fell on the floor then noticing the hickey on my chest.

Something right then didn't feel right. I buckled the back of my bra and put on a big shirt of mine.

"Are you okay?" Rex asked sitting up on the bed looking down at his bracelets that said multiple different band names and dirty sayings/lyrics.

"Yeah.. Wanna drink?" I smiled. I wanted to forget everything that just happened. I wanted it never have happened. I was saving my first time for a special someone. And Rex was not special to anyone. Not even me. He was just, Rex.

I tore through my closet trying to find the bottle of vodka I hid.

I hate alcohol, absolutely hate it.

But when times get hard like they are now, that means we're going to drink my sober thoughts down the toilet drain.


In the matter of minutes I was chugging, and Rex was sitting there watching me get fucked up.

"Uh, do you usually do this?" he asked sounding kind of worried.

I looked at him, put the bottle down and handed it to him smiling.

"Is it bad that this kind of turns me on?" he asked chuckling as he took a few drops and a look of disgust ran across his face.

I looked at him weird and held out my hand for the bottle again.

"Alcoholism runs in my family." he said smirking.

"I don't believe you." I say, the room got blurry.

"It does." he swallowed, his face got red.

"I still don't believe you, pussy." I laughed and got out another bottle as I took the last mouthful.

"You shouldn't drink that babe." he said grabbing it out of my hands.
"WHAT THE FUCK" I screamed.

"Whoa whoa whoa, look I'm sorry. You can have it back." he leaned back.

I shoved it away from him and clenched it tightly.

"Don't be a little bitch, Rex." I said going more towards him.

He laid down completely on the bed now.

I got on top of him, close to his face and whispered.

"Don't be a bitch."

I repeated.

I was completely fucked up.

A tear ran down his face.

"YOU'RE BEING A BITCH" I jumped up on his body, accidentally on purpose stepping down there.

He went in fetal position yelling cuss words and I left the room.

Leaving him crying on the bed.

I went to the bathroom to look in the mirror.

My bloodshot eyes.

My messed up hair.

Quivering lip.

And looked at the bottle.

Half full.

Half empty.

I fell to the floor in disbelief.

Now hugging the toilet.

"I'm the bitch."

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