Hi. Thank you for checking this story. I hope you'll enjoy reading this piece of work as I enjoy writing it. This is first draft and it's currently under editing. So kindly ignore the errors you might come across. Thank you .   ♥♥♥   " FATHER, I HAVE SINNED. I HAVE A CONFESSION."       I lean against the confession booth and sob silently. I hate my life , I hate everything. Do you know that feeling of wanting something badly and then your best friend took it away? I felt useless for letting it happen in the first place.   " What is it my child?" The priest's voice comes out through the window.      I sniffle and sob. I don't even know where to start from. I remembered my tiny little self and my family.

" Stop checking me out and please drive , Tinkerbell." He says with so much sarcasm and a really cute British accent.    " I can't drive a total stranger. I don't even know who you're."   " Snow White please drive." he whines tiredly.      He's bad without being told. I mean he has tattoos and he looks really bad in a cute way though. What if he has something bad in store for me. Hell no , I'm the driver and I'm in charge of the wheel. But he's a man and he can easily oppress me. I look at him and his eyes meet mine. I gulp , scared to death and look away. I hope I don't go to hell because of this stranger.    " Ariel stop talking and drive this cute stranger." That's my subconsciousness. Sh

      I nervously rub my already sweaty palms against my arms. I'm nervous as usual and the funny part is, he's smoking a cancer stick. He Inhales the stick , purring out the smoke through his nostrils. I cough, giving him space since his cigarette is still stuck in his mouth. " My bad." He takes it out and throws the blunt on the floor before stepping on it , squeezing his shoe on it. " We're cool?" He asks and raises his brows.    I don't reply but stare at his eyes. I already lost my breath. It's so annoying he makes me nervous. " You really don't have to keep

  " Ariel..." I heard dad's voice this time. I know I'm good as dead. I quickly slip on my pajamas bottoms with a t-shirt and rush downstairs.   " Dad."   " What's this? Chatting with your boyfriend?" Mom asks, glaring at me and showing me the screen of my phone. Even if I really can't clearly see the writings on my phone , I know what she's talking about.   " What did we tell you about discipline?" Dad roars.   " I.. it's not what you think." I stutter.   " It's not what we think? What do you want us to think? That last night you went out to party , then you got drunk and you drove home with a total stranger and you slept with him . Ariel you

We stopped kissing but that didn't break us from that sudden drama. He leans his forehead against mine as his eyes meet mine. And that was when I got back my senses. I just kissed a boy , not just a guy , but a tatted stranger Gray.   I flinch and move away from him. He smirks and shoves his hands in his pockets. I wanted to speak but my eyes couldn't help but check him out. Even if I was a nerdy depressed introvert , I could obviously tell when I see an absolutely pretty person. He was one of those. His toned self would make any normal girl lick him all over. But I wasn't that normal girl.   " Why did you do it ?" I stutter.   " You liked it." Of course I don't. Or maybe I do.   " We should stop this , please. I re