Our story

I am feeling exhausted right now. My parents are out of town, my sisters are too young to come pick me up, and my brother would report me. The only option left is to contact him. However, he doesn't seem to like me much, so I doubt he would be willing to help. Despite this, I decided to give it a try. As I pick up the phone, my head starts to spin.

The sound of a ringing phone filled the room. "Hello?" came a voice, filled with both worry and confusion. It was understandable to be confused when an unexpected call came in from someone you dislike. "Are you okay?" The voice asked, struggling to be heard over the booming music and the cacophony of yelling in the background.

The sound of my voice was muffled and unclear as I spoke into the phone, my breaths labored. I was at Tyler's party, but I felt scared and exhausted. Tears streamed down my face as I begged him to take me somewhere safe. I promised him that he could have his way with me in the morning when I was sober, but for now, I needed to escape the chaos and danger of the party.

The sound of a voice calling out from the other room jolted me awake. Slowly, I began to regain consciousness, my mind still foggy from sleep. It was then that I realized I wasn't in my own bed, but rather, in a room that was unfamiliar to me. I looked down and saw that I was wearing a large T-shirt that clearly didn't belong to me. My heart started racing as I tried to piece together what had happened. Just then, I noticed a neatly placed note on the bedside table, offering some clues as to where I was and what had transpired.

Stacie,

You called me while you were at Tyler's party last night. I took care of your clothes and now they are drying. I am making so you can start your day off right. If you remember anything from last night, please know that I did not take advantage of you in any way. I want you to be sure of that. And please, do not make any promises that you don't feel comfortable keeping.I have left some medication for you on the table next to this note. Please take it and come down to the kitchen when you're ready.

Can you remind me who I spoke to and what commitment I made? After taking the pills, I went downstairs to the kitchen and came across him. He was in his boxers, and I couldn't help but notice how attractive he looked while cooking. I didn't realize he was standing so close to me until he was only two feet away.

My face flushed with embarrassment as I realized he had witnessed me in such a vulnerable moment. When I looked up, I noticed his eyes gazing at me, filled with desire. His silence was deafening, but it was clear he was directing me towards the table. As we sat down to eat, the tension between us was palpable, and I couldn't help but wonder what was going through his mind.

He lowered his head and spoke softly, "I'm sorry." The sadness in his eyes was palpable, and I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. I wondered what he was apologizing for; perhaps it was something I said or did. He kept his gaze fixed on his plate, seemingly lost in thought. The aroma of the food wafted up, but neither of us felt inclined to eat.

I was taken aback when he suddenly stood up and walked towards me. I asked him, "What for?" with a hint of confusion in my voice. He didn't say anything and just leaned in closer to me. Before I knew it, he had kissed me passionately, as if he was in love with me. The kiss was so intense and left me feeling both elated and confused. I could feel my heart racing as he pulled away just as quickly as he had leaned in. After the kiss, he didn't say anything and just walked away, leaving me standing there, unsure of what had just happened.

After ten minutes, I finally mustered the courage to go to his room. When I knocked, there was no response. Slowly and quietly, I opened the door, trying not to disturb him. He was facing the wall on his bed, so I assumed he was asleep. However, before I could make any further assumptions, he interrupted my train of thought, "Take a picture, it will last longer." I was taken aback by his sudden interruption, and he sternly commanded me to come over to him.

I made my way towards him until I was standing next to the bed. He took hold of me and brought me down onto the soft mattress. He embraced me so firmly as if he never wanted to let go. He then whispered, "Please be mine," tenderly into my ear, before he fell asleep with me in his arms.

The moment I opened my eyes, I realized that he was no longer by my side. I felt a mixture of panic and curiosity, making me determined to find him. I searched high and low until I stumbled upon his journal that lay haphazardly on the bedside table. As I picked it up, I could feel my heart racing with anticipation. I opened it and began to read his entry from today, hoping to find some clues to his whereabouts or his thoughts.

October, 17

As I walked up to my room, I couldn't help but feel a strange excitement. There she was, lying in my bed, looking incredibly hot. It was a strange mix of emotions - I had been picking on her all day, but deep down, I couldn't deny the attraction I felt for her. In fact, I had fallen deeply in love with her, and I knew that she had the power to make me do anything if she really tried. I had sort of told her how I felt before I came up to my room, but I couldn't shake the feeling that she would never love me back. Despite all my flaws, she was perfect to me.

As I was carefully placing his journal back on the desk, he walked into the room. His expression was defeated as he gazed upon me and asked, "How much do you know?" Confused by his question, I replied, "I only read today's entry. But why didn't you tell me?" Instead of answering, he continued to stare at me, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and disappointment.

I remember the exact moment when our relationship took a turn for the better. We had been having a heated argument, and I was convinced that he would never understand me. But then, he looked deep into my eyes and responded by kissing me. It was a passionate kiss, full of intense emotions and seduction. In that moment, I knew that he truly cared about me and wanted to make things right.

As we kissed, we fell onto the bed, and our bodies intertwined in a beautiful dance of love and desire. I felt his touch all over me, and I knew that I could never let him go. It was as if we were two puzzle pieces that had finally found their match.

From that day on, we have been inseparable. We built a life together, with a beautiful family and successful careers. But our love is what keeps us going. We got married and promised to love each other until the end of time. And I know that no matter what happens, we will always have that magical moment when he responded by kissing me, and everything fell into place.