Tolerating The Player

I felt some sudden movement on the sheets which had interrupted my sleep, opening my eyes I saw Zach walking towards the bathroom and the memory of last night re surfaced in my mind making me blush while thinking about it.

I tried to shove the thoughts off because they weren’t doing any good than to make me horny and wanting more sex but then my thoughts wouldn’t cooperate with my as I remembered the size of his dick and how it slipped into my vaginal making me moan.

This wasn’t what I needed to think about this morning, I shook my head and cleared my eyes a little.

“Hey Zach” I greeted with a full smile on my face as he was about to enter the bathroom. He stopped walking but didn’t turn back to return my greetings then he walked in shutting the door really loudly.

My face fell in confusion, my brain couldn’t comprehend what happened. I kept on wondering what must have gone wrong that I didn’t notice he had come out of the bathroom with his white towel wrapped around his waist a little below his v-line.

“Hey?” I greeted again but I was still given the cold shoulders.

I unwrapped myself from the sheets and duvet as I walked up to meet him, I was about to touch his hands when he jerked them away from me.

“What is wrong with you?” I questioned out of frustration, he still didn’t reply but I could see his jaws clenching then he ran his hands through his hair.

Minutes went by without him saying anything while I was still standing naked in front of him.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Get dressed, we’ll be leaving” he sharply replied, he picked his clothes from the floor beside the bed and walked into the bathroom.

I was shocked and surprised because I had not imagined any of these to turn this way, I slumped and sat on the soft bed as hot tears started to flow down my cheeks.

I have been used by him and foolish of me to think what happened last night was real, I actually thought it meant something and perhaps it was the begining of us.

Perhaps something happened and that was why he was acting like this.

He came out of the bathroom fully clothed but his hair was still wet from the shower and I walked up to meet him.

“Why aren’t you talking to me Zach?” I asked with my hand on his arm, he stared at my naked body beside him and I felt something was wrong and it was about me. He didn’t look at my body like he did yesterday but todays’ was more of a look of disgust.

I immediately felt ashamed with his eyes on my body and reached for the duvet, I covered my body up while my face was covered in sadness and confusion.

He tucked his hands into his pocket and shifted his gaze back to my face, his tongue was buried at the left side of his mouth before he walked out of the room without saying anything.

I haven’t felt more embarrassed in my whole life, despite the fact that my photoshopped naked pictures were all around school I didn’t feel as bad as I was feeling.

I spotted some blood stains on the bedsheets and some waves of regret hit me hard. I had planned on losing my virginity with the right guy that would value and remember every little moment but fate didn’t seem to be fair to me.

I was going to wash off the stains before they get noticed by the people living in the house. I spotted the used condoms on the floor and felt haunted by the memories that were once sweet before I hid the condoms inside of my purse. I would dispose of them properly at home.

I found my way to the bathroom and turned on the shower. I needed to cool off my body and maybe think for a little while in the shower. No matter how hard I tried to think of what had gone wrong I couldn’t come up with a better answer then I had just been played by the playboy.

After I was done with my bath, I wore my gown but without the jewelry, I wasn’t even sure if I would apply some makeup on because I knew I would be bad at it. I hated the fact that my mood had to be a major lead in my daily activities.

I walked out of the room fully clothed but couldn’t find Zach anywhere.

“He’s in his car, ” Gregory said and I turned to look at him. I hadn’t noticed that he was close to me because I was too lost in my thoughts.

“Good morning” I greeted and he gave me a warm smile, I returned the smile and made to leave their house when he stopped me.

“Uhm little girl, you seem to be the closest to Zach at the moment so how about you help me talk to him and make him understand that I love him and I’m truly sorry” Gregory asked with sincere eyes.

“I’ll try my best, it was an honour to have me in your house” I responded and left to meet Zach in the car.

I spotted him seated in the driver’s seat with the windows down and his arm resting on the window, my heart raced at the sight of him for reasons I don’t know of. Perhaps I was scared that last night meant nothing to him.

I entered the car but he didn’t turn to look at me as he started the car immediately I got into it. I didn’t fancy the cold shoulders he was giving to me so I decided to voice out.

“What the hell is even wrong with you?” I yelled as soon as he started the car but he still didn’t respond.

“I am talking to you Zach and your answers are what I need, why are you acting like this towards me?” I asked again but got the same silent response, I was already losing it and at the same time I was really sad.

“You can’t just go around pretending like last night meant nothing to you” I yelled and some drops of tears fell down my eyes.

“It didn’t mean anything to me” he coldly replied and I froze on the car seat.

“What did you say?”

“It meant nothing to me girl, it happens most of the time at parties and it’s nothing special” he yelled with his voice tone really high.

My heart shattered and I started to remember all of the sweet words he said to me last night, does that mean they meant nothing?

“You fucking took my virginity and you’re saying it doesn’t mean anything?” My voice cracked as a result of the amount of tears falling from my eyes.

“Virginity is overrated and it’s no big deal” he rubbed his temples.

“I trusted you Zach and I gave my body to you but is this how you’re repaying me? For the trust I had in you….”

“Of fucking fuck it Isabella, stop talking about the trust and shit, I was obviously drunk and didn’t know what I was doing or saying and you were so dumb enough to think I would ever want you or your body or even have anything to do with you”

“The dare was the only reason why I agreed to this shit, and everyday has been torture with you meddling in my affairs then you forced your slutty body on me and now you’re trying to blame me for it? Fucking bullshit” He spat outside the car and my mouth couldn’t bring itself to close from the shock and all what he had said.

“I’m a slut?” I asked.

“Can you just fucking shut up already, nothing about last night meant anything special to me but only made me to realize how much of a bitchy whore you were, you were only trying to hide your character by pretending but then you threw yourself at me, the worst part is you trying to say crap about what I said”

“Are you fucking dumb? I was obviously drunk but you chose to listen to my words and made me fuck you” he said and I couldn’t bear the pain from his words anymore.

“Stop the car!” I yelled and he swiftly pulled by the road side. I exhaled my breath as I tried to put myself together, every single bit of word he said hurt really badly and shattered a lot of pieces in my heart.

I cleaned off the tears that had been flowing all through the ride and brushed my hair to the side of my face but they fell back.

“You’ve been talking and I’ve been listening since that was all I could do but guess what?” I asked and tried to fake a smile even though my face was wet.

“Yesterday was the last day of us being together which means you don’t have to tolerate being around a bitchy whore anymore because it’s game over for me Zachary” I said before getting down from the door and slamming it hard.

He sped off immediately I left the car and I had to admit that it hurt but what has happened has happened. I tried to contain my tears so as to not look like a freak in the middle of the road.

After some minutes of standing and reminiscing about what happened I finally saw a taxi that took me back home, even though it was a little bit expensive, I preferred paying than driving with that bastard.