Chapter 3: ESCAPE
Lara’s POV
I feel like I'm crazy. I've been laughing for a while because it feels so realistic (Laugh). How can that happen, right? Last night I had sex? I'm not a Virgin anymore. Someone takes it, and the most shocking part is he's a stranger hahaha! I was so wild last night, are you kidding me? Am I still dreaming or awake? I looked at the other side of the bed and there he is, the man I had sex with. He has a nice body and fair skin. And when I saw his face, is he a Greek God? I touch him to check if his real. Is he molded by the professional baker in the whole universe why does he look so perfect, he should take responsibility.
I was surprised when he moved. I couldn't move when I met his eyes. He also has beautiful brown eyes, it's dreamy. Maybe because he just woke up.
"Shit!" I shouted at the same time I stood up when this animal next to me kissed me. Wait, then I'm not dreaming? It's real? I lost it! To this crazy hot man?! NO!
"Aahhh-ouch!" I feel the pain between my legs. Gosh! I'm not dreaming! I want to cry!
The man also sat in front of me. I wrap the blanket around my body.
"I thought it was just a dream, but it's not," I said to myself.
"Ahem!"
I looked at him, I can't believe it, I spend a very hot night with this guy which is last night.
"You're not dreaming, baby” He said that to me as he looked straight into my eyes.
I feel like a withered vegetable in my position.
"No-not true, it's not true!" That can't happen. I did not even give it to my ex-boyfriend that asshole; I don't even know this guy? What the HECK!
He smiled at me, I find it irritating, gosh!. I backed away as he approached me. Is he crazy? He doesn't even care to cover himself. I have the blanket! I can see his everything even down there. I restrained myself from looking at that sinful part.
"Baby, this is true" Why does his voice so sexy? Is it like that when we do it? What the hell am I thinking!
He smirked and lifted the pillow that revealed a bloodstain close to where I was lying before.
"You are no longer a virgin, baby"
I can't do it, my boyfriend left me because I couldn't give it to him, but I gave in? To this one hundred percent stranger, I didn't even throw a fight or stop him? I just-MY GOSH! This is absurd!
It's not sinking in. I can't absorb it. He gave me a soft kiss before he stood up; I covered my face with the blanket, what kind of crazy person is he? His gun is still alive and is it really that big? It's embarrassing, how does that fit?
While he was in the shower I picked up my clothes and got dressed. I don't want to see him as I've betrayed myself, I feel dirty, and I feel like I committed a sin. I left that hotel. See you next time mister, whoever you are. If there will be a next time, though I don't want to see you again. But for now, I have to get away from this place first because I'm afraid of what might be the result of this sinful night we both shared.
I am not stupid enough to not know the consequence of what happened.