Held Between Two

Chapter 1

Held Between Two: Chapter 1 (Edited: 3/12/2014) 

- Alison's POV -

My eyes opened slowly as I awoke from my sleep. I closed my eyes immediately due to the glaring sunlight and they were reluctant to open for a moment. I tried to move but it was to no avail. My entire body was in an agonizing pain. It was as if I had just been thrown to the centre of the road and crushed mercilessly by countless vehicles.

Where am I? I thought, as I tried to recall something from the night before, but my brain was dysfunctional. This massive thumping headache I had, made me feel like I was being hammered hard constantly at a steady rate. The pain was so unendurable that my eyes clenched tightly. 

I hate this. I reached my hand up to massage my head gently, in hope that this massive pounding would stop after some time, when suddenly, a weight shifted on the bed and I could feel an arm wrap strongly around me. Shocked, I snapped my eyes wide open, ignoring the yells my inner voice threw at me. It was making my headache worse, but I couldn't care less. 

Just then, who I saw right in front of my eyes was no one I ever expected to see. I wouldn't have minded if it was Taylor Lautner sleeping right beside me, at least I would be screaming in ecstasy of seeing him in person. But, no, it was not Taylor Lautner, but Aaron, my hot and popular cousin sleeping naked right beside me on my bed. I freaked out, literally.

Thousands and millions of questions bombarded my head all at one go, making my headache even more severe than before: What was he doing here? Why was he sleeping beside me, furthermore, naked? What the hell had just happened? I couldn't help but think that this situation was overly-dramatic. It was as if I was in those cliché drama series where the girl just had sex with a random guy after a night of partying and getting wasted.

It hit me when I looked under the blanket. There was fresh blood on the sheets and I was naked, from top to bottom. There, little pieces of memories started flashing through my mind and I gasped. It was the alcohol. This stupid thumping headache was all because of the countless shots that I had the previous night. Well, let's just say that this, no,  all of these drinking of alcohol, suffering from this headache that I couldn’t seem to get rid of and waking up to see Aaron sleeping beside me and whatnot, were freaking terrible experiences that no one would ever want to try, definitely not me. Also, this bad body ache and the fresh blood on the bed sheets would be explained by... perhaps… maybe… that three-letter-word… Sex.

I gasped loudly as my heart skipped a beat when I finally came to this conclusion: We, Aaron and I, had sex. And, not to mention that this was my first time and I couldn’t even remember anything at all. Was anything wrong with that? Two words: Damn wrong.

Here was my analysis of why this was so bad. Firstly, we were cousins, which meant we were definitely not supposed to be intimate in this way, to be exact, not in any way. Imagine yourself having sex with your male cousin, and now, throw in the fact that it was your first time. How bad did you think it was? I don't know about you, but for me, it was the worst. -- You might think I was being 'melodramatic' or whatever it was on your mind, but you did not and would never know or understand my feelings until you were trapped in the same situation like me. 

Secondly, he had a girlfriend, which meant that the night before had officially made me a damn third party in their long relationship -- which, I must add, I don't want to be. He loved her and she felt the same way for him. All along, I knew nothing could stand between them for their love for each other were so strong that there was possibly nothing in this world that could separate them. Despite these immense feelings they had for each other, I still don’t want to be the kind of girl who would sleep with someone who was already taken.