19. chapter 19
Bea left later that week. Said she felt awkward with my parents knowing what we did. She's talked to me a lot since she left, though. I was kinda hurt. She said that every time she looked at me, in the back of her mind she could hear me moaning and a picture of my orgasmic face would appear in her head. Yeah, that stung. A lot.
Am I that ugly? I hope not...
I shook it off though. I had a hard time doing so, though. She stole my innocence, and then left. She barely said goodbye. She said that she loves me though. I guess that's a good thing. She said she would come back in a few months when everything is less awkward or tense around here.
But in a few months, nothing will be the same. My parents are probably going to get a divorce, in fact, they're downstairs having yet another fight.
I know that I have yet to see the outcome of this one and many more in near future.
God, I can't even have friends over anymore! It pisses me off. They can't even get along for one damn night!
I went downstairs, to the scene of the fight, and went outside into the cold writer air. (A/N: I totally forgot what season that it's supposed to be lol)
I removed the cardboard box of cigarettes from my pocket. I pulled one out and lit it, taking a long drag, letting it fill my lungs completely. My lungs felt heavy and it burned for a moment.