Childhood Friends Turn Into Sweethearts?

I picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.. Soon , with all the passion between us we were bare. I grabbed a condom, and I slipped it on, kissing her neck slowly as I entered. "Oh godd...."

I gasped and moaned softly, wrapping my legs around his waist. "Ah...." I ran my fingertips down his back as he developed a rhythm and I bit my bottom lip gently.

"mmmhh..." I groaned, and I sucked in her neck softly, leaving a small red mark. "God..." I groaned, moving my hips faster and faster, making sly comments of how amazing she felt.

The world was spinning. All I could smell was sex and alcohol. And I could feel the intense pleasure. My mind hadn't even registered the fact that it's Jake. "Shit..." I moaned, digging my nails into his back.

I moved faster and faster, untill I released, feeling her do the same. "Oh god, Tober..." I trained, kissing her passionately. I rolled over, so she was on top, I thrusted up, groaning as I did so.

I steadied my hands on his shoulders and I slowly began to bounce on him, moaning softly. I pressed my forehead to his shoulder as I went a little faster and I bit his shoulder gently.

"faster, Tober.. faster.." I groaned, and I grabbed her hips softly, my hands slamming her down onto me. I was exaughsted

I pushed myself up and placed my hands on his chest to hold me up and I went faster, leaning my head back and closing my eyes. "Mmmmm...." I moaned as I slammed onto him.

"Oh god..." I groaned, and I released once more. I felt her do the same, and I smiled as she laid tiredly beside me, I pulled her close to me, and I fell into a drunk sleep.

The next morning I woke up with a horrible hang over. I opened my eyes and groaned. Why am I so sore? I looked down at myself. And why am I naked? I looked over at Jake and my eyes widened. Did we?.... I screamed and pulled the blankets over my body. "WHAT THE FUCK??!"""

I jumped up as she yelled. I was.. Naked? And my head hurt so bad.. I looked on the ground, seeing a used condom and I looked at October. "Well fuck.." I said, quickly getting dressed. "Did we?.."

"I don't know..." I said, my voice audible. I got dressed and I rubbed my temples. "We.. Couldn't have..." I whispered. I ran to the bathroom and I threw up, puking out everything from last night. I brushed my teeth and then took some pain medicine. This couldn't have happened...

"We did.. Im sore, there is a used condom on the ground, and we woke up naked.." I said, rubbing my head. I grabbed some tosses and cleaned up a little, picking up the condom with a tissue. Gross. I wish would have remembered last night though..

"I don't remember a thing..." I whispered. I grimaced at the sheets and I ripped them off the bed and put them in the washer. "I can't believe this..."

"We were drunk.. We didn't know what was going on." I said. "At least we use protection.." I mumbled, running the back of my neck. I felt.. Awkward now..

"I-I have to go..." I whispered. I grabbed my stuff and shuffled out of the room, going outside. The sun hurt my eyes and I sheilded them as I walked.

The deadly silence between us lasted for a few days, I hated it.. I texted her, called her.. Nothing. Now I knew what it was like to be ignored. I mean.. I didn't mean to do what I did, we were black out drunk..

I kept taking a lot of showers, trying to wipe the feeling off. I felt disgusting and trashy. It's not him.. It's just that it happened that way. it makes me feel horrible. I sat in my living room and ate popcorn as I watched non romantic movies with no chance of sex in it.

Well, at least it was me, and not some rapist with aids. Think of it that way. I called her one more time, a little frustrated at this point.. I really was.

I jumped as my phone rang and I looked at the caller ID. Jake, again.. I sighed and answered it. "Hello?.." I mumbled.

"Finally." I said through the phone. "Are you okay? I've been worried sick." I said, clearly meaning what I said by the tone of my voice. I knew how she felt now when I had ignored her, its not fun.

I sighed and laid back, rubbing my head. "I'm fine." I mumbled, not really wanting to talk to him. It's just so awkward now.. I had sex with my best friend. It's crazy and I wish I had never gone to the club.

I sighed, the tone of her voice was annoyed, and it sounded as if she wanted nothing to do with me, so without a word I just hung up, and I grabbed my var keys, and I remembered it was at the club, well shit,

I frowned when he hung up and I sighed, putting my phone away. I already missed him, and it reminded me of our last separation. But I can't bring myself to go see him........ Will our relationship ever get out of the awkward zone?

I called the flower shop down the road, and sent flowers to her house, the card saying "movie night tonight?" The lady said that she would drive them over immediately. I thanked her, and hung up.

When I heard a knock on my door, I looked out the peep hole. A random lady? I opened the door and she handed me flowers. I looked at the card and sighed. I thanked the lady and closed the door and sat down. Do I want to go?...

It was later now, I had popcorn and everything ready. Hopefully we could just move on about our lives and forget what happened. I would never mention it again. It seemed as if she was disgusted with me though, and embarrassed.. Was I really that bad?

I went to his house in comfortable clothes and my hair in a ponytail and we talked a little bit, still pretty awkward. Then we decided to sit on the couch and put a movie on. I shifted uncomfortably as I looked at the screen.

I was trying desperately to fix things, but I was always a fuck up. Thinking about this, I got up, and walked into the hallway. Leaning against the wall, my head in my hands. I wanted to fix things, I wanted everything normal.. Nothing would ever be the same, it was always my fault, my doing.. I stood there, guilt hovering over me like a raincloud..

When he didn't come back in, I got up and walked into the hallway, frowning when I saw him standing there, looking at the floor. "Are you okay?.." I asked softly.