Meant To Be.

Chapter 11: What Have I Done?

That caused her to look at me, her eyes were now watery.

“Andy *sniffle* I’m not lying.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck, no this can NOT be happening.

I was mad, I was mad at myself; I should have not done this.

Worst of all I don’t remember shit, so I don’t know if she’s even telling the truth but she’s crying so I guess she is.

I punched the seat in front of me which cause Vanessa to flinch.

I was furious, no wait I was more than furious, I was infuriated.

“FUCK!” I shouted out loud to no one in particular and I didn’t care who heard me.

Vanessa came closer to me and said, “Andy…please calm down…you’re scaring me.”

I felt bad, I don’t like scaring girls, I was thought to always respect them.

I turned and looked at her, “I’m sorry Vanessa.”

With that said I started to look around, finding my clothes.

“Wh-what are you doing Andy?” I heard Vanessa say.

“Looking for my clothes, I need to walk to calm myself down.”

I spotted my shorts and put them on then I kept on searching for my shirt.

I couldn’t find it which was getting me even madder.

“Umm…here’s your shirt”, Vanessa said while handing me my shirt.

I noticed that she was already dressed and had hickies (love-bites) on her neck.

I cursed silently and walked out of the car.

I left Vanessa in there.

~ Vanessa’s P.O.V~

I flinched as Andy slammed the car door shut.

Damn this boy when he gets mad it’s scary!

I don’t know how Nicole handles him.

Oh well.

I fixed my shirt and my shorts then I looked at myself from the rear view mirror.

I smiled at myself, Andy and I had sex

Eeeeep! I squealed alone in the car

I looked at my neck and saw that he left me some hickies (love-bites).

I smiled some more, I closed my eyes as I traced my fingers over them.

Memory of last night was the only thing that filled my head.

I sighed and got out of the car.

I looked around to see if anyone has woken up yet but nope everyone was sound asleep.

I made my way to my tent decided to sleep just for a while longer.

~ Andy’s PO.V ~

I walked and walked not really knowing where I was walking towards or where.

I don’t really care, I just want to get my mind clear and think of a solution for this problem.

“Fuck!” I screamed to a tree and punched it.

My knuckle was hurting and soon enough started to bleed.

I just whipped it off my shirt and continued to walk.

I deserve my knuckle to be in pain, I deserve that and much more!

How in the world am I supposed to hide this from Nicole?