Chapter Two

Don't wanna break your heart
I wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong
Like you might make a mistake

Lillian groaned as her phone went off and pulled her pink blanket over her head. Not even knowing what time it was, she didn’t want to be woken up. She felt a sudden headache and what was worse; she couldn’t remember how she left the party.

I like your pants around your feet

And I like the dirt that's on your knees

And I like the way you say please

While you're looking up at me
You're like my favorite damn disease

Lillian felt the spot next to her move and her eyebrows moved forward together. That isn’t Jeanette’s ring tone. She heard a male groan and her eyes popped opened. She didn’t want to believe it. Her heart started racing and she started shaking as she turned her head to the right.

Horror passed her face when she saw none other than her best friend’s boyfriend butt naked next to her. She brought the covered up to her mouth, “Oh my god,” she said and Ryan’s eyes snapped open.

They stared at each other wide-eyed. “Oh shit,” he said.

Don't wanna break your heart
I wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong

Lillian rolled over at the end and saw her phone on the floor. She covered her top half as she reached down and grabbed it. Jeanette.

“Oh God! It’s her. Oh God!” she said in a panic and threw her phone across the bed, her whole body shaking. A sudden pain increased in between her legs and she felt sore.

She didn’t dare look at Ryan when he got up from the bed and she heard him quickly getting dressed. Her eyes watered up, realizing she was naked also. She lost her virginity. She brought the blankets up closer to her and a cry escaped past her mouth when tears escaped.

She wasn’t a virgin anymore.

She lost it to her best friend’s boyfriend at a party she was drunk at.

She felt like a cheap slut.

She cried harder now into the blanket.

“Lil—Lillian…” she heard Ryan and she pulled the blanket down. “I’m sorry,” he said, also in a panic, before quickly leaving the room.

Tears rolled down her face as she tried to remember last night. She couldn’t remember much after her second beer. She wiped across her face to clear it after a few more minutes of crying. How did this happen? she questioned herself. Why’d it happen?