The truth is always harsh

The history starts off with 2 best friends fishing, where as one of them (Jake) has fallen in love with a girl from their class. Her name is Emma, and she's quite popular among her fellow students, but mainly hangs out with her friend Sophia. Even though Sophia is a freshman, and you 3 are juniors at the high school.

-This is first time i write in here, and i hope for some nice feedback! - Alcohol will be mentioned and sex is in the context!


7. Chapter 7


I knock on her door and I can hear she gets surprised, I don’t know why really, maybe because we didn’t set a time for when I should arrive. She yells I’ll have to wait 2 minutes. What now? I just have to stay out here and wait? She opens shortly after, and her clothes are pretty rustled, like she just took them on. I ask if I was too early, but she tells me I wasn’t she was just surprised, though I feel there’s more to it. There’s a table in the middle of her room and a chair, I guess she’s going to sit on her bed. I recognize helping her buy some of the food, and she tells me she made it in the girl’s dorm kitchen. We have one in the guy’s dorm too, but it’s never being used. There’s a lot of different food, and I can’t wait to eat. Though before I get to sit down, she confesses to me. She didn’t make all the food herself, she had Emma helping her. I thought as much, there is so much food I’d be surprised if she didn’t have at least a little bit of help. I tell her it’s no problem, it looks fantastic and I can’t wait to eat, I didn’t have any food in the city, so I guess that helps to my starvation. We sit down and begin to eat. I remember sitting in her room last time. It rained and we didn’t talk much, but this time is different. We’re both enjoying ourselves and having a good time, though every time I ask about something from her past, she ignores and tries to change subject. I can’t confess to her like this. It feels right to do so, we’re practically always together, and we’re always talking and having fun. She suddenly pulls out 2 bottles of wine. Where she’d have gotten those from I don’t know, actually I’m completely clueless how she got them, they’re banned from the dorm and school, so I’m surprised she even got them kept here, maybe for an occasion like this? The first glass is slowly going down, but as the meal progresses, the faster we drink, and all of a sudden, we drank the first bottle. Sophia doesn’t hesitate to open the next one, though I protest, she keeps on drinking. She’s like a hole in the ground when it comes to drinking. Sophia raises and takes both our plates and our cutlery and exits. I sit down on her floor, against her bed. I only notice right now, whole her room has her scent to it. I close my eyes. I guess both the wine and the smell make this super relaxing. Sophia enters the room again, and empties the 2nd wine bottle. She’s been drinking way more than me, and I can see how she starts to have trouble standing straight. She falls to the floor, and sits beside me. Her head resting on my shoulder. I get chills down my spine. She has closed her eyes too. It’s like last time I was here, except we’re a lot closer this time. She laughs like I’ve said something funny, and I’m not sure why. She’s so drunk she can’t stand up, even though she tries to multiple times. Anything I’d do now would just to be take advantage of her. I tell her she should probably lie down and try to get some sleep. It’s late too; I have to head back to my room soon. She doesn’t want to unless I’m with her, even if I try to tell her I have to head back. She grabs my sleeve and pulls me down to the bed too. She wants me to lay down with her, but I can’t, right? She’s too drunk. I lay down beside her anyway. She quickly calms down. I have my arm wrapped around her. We shouldn’t be doing this, it feels wrong. Yet I’m so happy, to lie in her bed, together, next to her. If this had happened without the wine, I’d have confessed straight away. She turns around and kisses me. And mumbles something I can’t hear. She still got her eyes closed, and she’s laying on my chest now. I can hear her deep breathing. It’s heavy and slow. She should be asleep by now. I have to head back, though everything in me wants to stay and sleep with her. I can’t. I get out of the bed, and wrap the covers around her. She’s got a sweet innocent expression on her face. I could watch it all day. But I have to head back. I leave the room as silent as possible.

Shit, I forgot to give her the necklace! How could I forget it after all I went through? Oh well, what’s done is done. I can’t change that now. I can’t wake her up either; I’ll just give it to her another time.

When I return I fall sleep immediately, the day has exhausted me and I’m eternally happy I’m so close to Sophia, as I am.

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