I ran up to the door and knocked. She answered rather quickly. I could see the surprised look on her face. I noticed a picture of me hanging on her keys on her belt. "Well, if it isn't the most handsome man in the country." She said in a lustful tone. "Save it." I said. "Wha-" I cut her off. "I'm a good man of my word. And when I owe someone an apology I tell them. I owe you an apology. I was overly mean that one time, and I am sorry." "So, you wanna hook up or something?" She said hopeful. "No. I just got out of a relationship." I said. "We could do a no strings attached thing if you want." She said in a sincere voice. "You know, if you would have a little self-respect, you probably would've gotten a chance with me. But, you're too busy acting like *****." "I can change..." She said, in a surprising sincere voice. I almost believed her. "Prove it." I said and left. Next stop, Kristen's house. Bump for more!
BUMP
Driving to her house seemed like it passed by incredibly slow. When I finally got there, she took forever to answer the door. When she finally answered, she had a big smile on her face. "So, do you forgive me?" She asked in anticipation. "No, I do not. What you did was unforgivable. I can understand why you did it, and maybe I overreacted. But as it stands, what you did was really ******. I don't know what I'm going to do. I might give somebody else a chance. Who knows? I'll see you around." I started walking towards my car, and got in. I started driving off to my house feeling accomplished, and a little erroneous, but I figured the feeling would pass. When I got home, I watched TV for while. My phone rang over 20 times, 23 to be exact. I counted. I didn't feel like calling back, and I wasn't going to. I am going to take a nap. I went upstairs and laid down in bed. The soft, black, comforter was something I longed for. I just need sleep, and I'm going to get it. I slept for over 12 hours. I got up and finally checked my phone, I got called 15 more times in the middle of the night. This was the list. Kristen(3) Abbey(35) She is more stalkerish than I thought. Or maybe she was just trying to call and prove she can be normal. I don't know, but I was going to find out. I looked for Abbey's name in my contacts, and when I finally found it, I called. It took her about 3 rings to answer. "Wesley!" She said excitedly. "Why did you call?" "I was just curious if you would maybe go out on a date with me, just dinner. I'll pa-" I cut her off. "One date. If you act stalkerish, I won't hesitate to call the cops on your ***. I still have that restraining order. You understand?" "Yes, I promise." I learned my lesson, never let Abbey get me a drink. Next thing I knew, I was drunk. Next thing I know, I'm in a bed. The very next thing I know, I have no clothes on and a naked Abbey laying on top of me. She was asleep, and resting peacefully. Knowing what she'd done, I couldn't stress enough. I closed my eyes and let myself drift into sleep. This was going to be a long day. OMG! Did that just happen? Bump!
I woke up with Abbey looking down at me with a genuine smile on her face. She was still naked, so she had probably just woke up. This was going to be hard. "What happened last night?" I said in an intent tone. "It's kind of obvious." She said waving her hand around her body as if to point out the facts. "But, I didn't want to." I said in a sort of worried tone. "You were ALL OVER me. I loved it." She said in a lustful tone. "Uhhh, I was?" I said in an extremely curious voice. "Yeah, you asked me repeatedly to go upstairs with you, and I was trying to play hard to get, but uh..." "I see." I said skeptically. "The girl at the counter must've put alcohol in your drink or something. You were drunk." "Oh..." It wasn't her, I can't believe it. I'm going to find out who it was who put it in my drink. First stop was the restaurant that it had happened. Bump for more!