Heidi and the Wolf

19

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I'm a slut.

A great, big, fucking whore.

I placed my hands over my face and silently wished the ground would swallow me up and spit me back out on the doorstep of a convent, where I would spend the rest of my days happily as a nun. What on earth was I thinking? Of course Mason just wanted to fuck and run.

Pump and dump.

Ejaculate then Evacuate.

Wham, bam, thank you ma'am.

I snorted with laughter and sat up in bed, running a hand through my hair. My brain had officially gone crazy with the amount of anxiety-ridden thoughts that had been running through it after that insane lapse of judgement during my date with Mason.

A hot lapse of judgement. A seriously mind-bending, erotic, steamy lapse of judgement. After a year of running, the first man to show any genuine interest in me gets me to practically bend over for him. If my mother knew, she would absolutely have my hide. Despite a constant bombardment of messages from Mason, Josie, Dee and even Isaac, I refused to leave the house all weekend. I felt ashamed for enjoying it. I felt guilty for ignoring all I had been taught by mum. I felt...pathetic.

A knock at the door shocked me out of my downward spiral. Frowning, I reached for the little burner phone I kept on the nightstand. It was seven thirty at night. On a sunday. I cocked my head to the side and swung my legs over the side of the bed to pad over to the window and take a look outside. I could see three figures, but they were too close to the door to make out. I draped my dressing gown over my vest top and shorts, hoping to hide the stubble on my legs from two days of not shaving.

Another knock came at the door, this time accompanied by my phone ringing. I hastened up my pace down the stairs and glanced at myself in the hallway mirror.

Christ.

I looked haggard.

I swung open the door, the setting sun almost blinding me as I did so and I blinked quickly, holding up my hand in front of my face to try and make out who was in front of me. I pursed my lips as I realised who it was.

Dee, Josie and Kate.

"What?" I asked, moving backwards to shield my eyes and moving my hand away from my face so I could cross my arms.

"What?" Josie repeated. "Hello? We thought you'd died."

I rolled my eyes, "You are so dramatic."

"All of us, including Mason have been trying to reach you after your date. Mason is practically beside himself thinking he's done something wrong," Dee cries, gesturning wildly behind her in the direction of the Stone manor.

I sighed, "I just couldn't face anybody." Inside, my brain was whirling. Mason was beside himself? About me? Surely not.

"Why? Mason came home with the biggest grin on his face like he had just won the lottery," Josie added.

I smiled at that, the corners of my lips turning upwards ever so slightly as I felt my cheeks redden.

"I just..." I stopped, barely able to get my words out.