"Wow what a show", one of the guys laughs.Emily meets my eyes and I see the worry written all over her face. I simply shrug it off. Deep down inside I know it fucking hurt me to see him like that, it's something I will never admit to though.Instead I decide booze and fun is what I need right now. As I've already had three Tequila and four sour shots I decide to stick to beer now instead. One thing I always keep an eye on, is who is handing me my drink and watch it being poured. No way I am letting anyone drug me. Emily is already quite canned and enjoying a hot dance with James, making me chuckle. She knew exactly what she wanted and she's getting it. You go girl, I think to myself. Evans follows my view."You know, she might be the girly type wearing dresses and such stuff. But you are so damn hot, you don't need anything like that.""Evans are you just trying to woo me?" I laugh."Told you I wouldn't give up. And right now, I am certain to be quite wasted and unable to keep mysel

Ok, how do I answer best to this question. Yes, I like to fuck around in between and have one-night stands wouldn't really help getting away from the image of being a whore. Which I'm definitely not. Evans doesn't seem to be the guy to judge people that fast and I still feel guilty not telling him about what happened with Jake this week. So, I guess sticking to the truth as answer is my best option."I hope you don't get me wrong for what I am about to tell you now and besides Emi no one knows about this", his eyes are soft and full of curiosity."First of all, I hope you don't think bad about me after what I am telling you now, but I want to answer your question truthful. As mentioned I lost my virginity that night. The moans, the smell, the touches just everything about it, is burnt into my soul. After everything that had happened I wasn't able to trust anyone and didn't want to either. Two years ago, I started working in a pub in a nearby town. I did notice I still feel attractio

At half past five Evans knocks at the door. Seeing as we work at the same place, we decided we could just as well walk there together.His eyes scan me, and a smirk appears on his face. "What's wrong with you today? No statement on your shirt?"I am wearing plain light blue skinny jeans and a plain white tank top. It's definitely very unusual for me."Yeah, I thought I wouldn't start to piss people off or scare the shit out of them on my first day at work. Anyways I might get more tips if I am not wearing something with like FUCK OFF on it", I shrug it off making Evans laugh lowly. "Besides some might be frightened enough by all my tatts.""Doubt it. Most of us are wearing tatts in there. But none of us are looking so damn hot with it."His words as so often make me blush. "Yeah right, you trying to impress your new colleague already. Think about it differently, it always depends on the point of view.""What the hell do you mean? Ah wait I get it, I am tall and can look right into you

Authors not: This is only a very first tiny glimpse from JakeShe just slammed her board down and left me behind. I stay in the background watching her with awe. Even if I'd like to crash the pool myself and skate with her, right now, it's best to stay where I am. I've never seen her skate so aggressive as she is now. But gosh she's so good and looks fucking hot at the same time.The sight of her like this is going to haunt my dreams, she has no idea how smoking hot she looks. Every guy is staring at her. Some of the guys here have started coming here every single day since last week, as they hope to get a glance at her.And fucking Evans never leaves her for long, always at her side. He's my best mate here, but right now I an't help it and fucking hate him. He gets to spend time with Sam, she talks to him, smiles and even has fucking fun with him. It's been five fucking years and I know I don't deserve her after what I did to her. But fuck I don't want her to have fun with anyone els

I am in such a fucking mess, I decide to take a cab home instead of walking half an hour. Fresh air might have helped, but with the thoughts killing my mind I probably would have gotten lost on the way. At the moment I don't know how the hell to think straight.Is Jake telling me the truth? Why can't I remember him trying to help me? He's right at that time Jake wasn't fully grown, while Michael nearly was. Michael was in the sports team and very muscular, while the only sports Jake did was our skating. He wouldn't have had a chance against Michael. But why can I remember him running away and not him trying to fight Michael?I remember the words Evans told me about the drugs, maybe it does all make sense.What the hell could Michael's family have against Jake's family, that they would let him get away with rape and even put the blame on me? God, I can't believe what he has just revealed.Jake, my god Jake does feel guilty. Even if I always wished for him to feel it, I hated him the la