Chris seemed sympathetic towards the situation. He didn’t say anything discouraging like “it was bound to happen sometime” or “oh well.”

I sighed and prepared to take a shower. I didn’t wanna smell like sex and Chris when I went to Jinsu’s to apologize.

“Will you stay till I come back?” I asked as I climbed out of bed.

He didn’t hesitate. “You sure you don’t want me to come with you? I don’t want you to drive while you’re vulnerable.”

“Jinsu’s house isnt that far. I’ll be back in like twenty minutes.”

“A lot can happen in twenty minutes, Gigi.”

I got into his lap and kissed him hard on his lips. “If I’m gonna be rejected, I wanna do it alone. He’s probably freaking out. I have to see him before he does something to hurt himself.”

He kissed me back.

“This isn’t your fault, ok?” he tried to comfort me. I rolled my eyes.

“Yes, it is.”

He didnt respond so I got out of his lap and made my way to the bathroom to reluctantly wash him off of me.

The water burned my skin and I didn’t even flinch. The only thing I could think about how amazing my night was and how terrible this morning would be. Tonight was prom, too. Jinsu had it bad for me. He must be really embarrassed.

After I turned the water off, I brushed my teeth and brushed out my hair. Wrapped in my towel, I snuck into my mother’s room.

She was fast asleep, her head buried into the pillow, snoring. I opened her medicine cabinet and took one pill from the box. I rushed out and used tap water to flush the pill down my system.
Chris was fully dressed when I came back into my room.

“Good luck,” he snorted when I finished getting dressed.

I ignored his sarcasm and left for Jinsu’s, thinking the whole car ride over about how much heartbreak I had caused.

His mom answered the door.

“Oh, Gia! Hi, sweetie!” she embraced me and shook me up a little.

“Hey, Ms. Lopez. Is, um…Jin home?” I asked her when she let me go.

“Yes, of course. Go right up and see him.” She gestured me inside and I smiled politely as I passed her.

Ms. Lopez was always a nice woman. She seemed to like me but I highly doubt she would after today. Jinsu was a complete momma’s boy ever since his dad left.

Jin’s bedroom was at the end of the hall upstairs. He usually had pictures of us on his bedroom door but all that was there was white paint and rips of paper. The floor in front of his door was covered with torn and ripped up pictures of mostly me and some of him. I inhaled nervously and knocked.

“Mom, I already told you I’m not-” he began when the door swumg open but stopped short when he saw me. Before I could speak, I no longer saw his face but the white of his door.

I rolled my eyes. “Real mature, Jin.” I hissed.

“What do you want?” he replied nastily.

“To talk.”

“I wanted to talk three days ago.”

I gave him that one. “True, but please just open the door.”

“Why? Im just gonna end up slamming it in your face again.”

I wanted to kick the door down. But I didn’t have the nerve or leg power to do so. So I begin to beg.

“Jinsu…” No answer. A pout began to form across my face.

“JinJin?” I used the old nickname I had for him. I haven’t called him that since we were juniors. After a few moments of silence, I heard him sigh and he unlocked the door. He opened it and groaned.

When I entered, his room was a mess. Usually I could see Jinsu’s floor but right now I was afraid I was gonna step on something valuable.

“So…” He extended the word out.

“I came here to-” I began but he put his finger over my mouth.

“Did he slip you something?”

“What?” I asked him and looked at him as if he were crazy.

“Did he drug you?” he asked.

I shook my head. “No…”

He pulled his finger away and closed his eyes. His fist tightened, his knuckles getting whiter. “You guys fucked…”

I nodded.

“And you did it willingly?”

I nodded again, ashamed.

He was doing his best to keep breaking down. The hurt I saw last night was deep in his eyes. I cringed inside knowing I caused that pain. He looked sick.

“Why do I have the feeling this isn’t the first time you guys have done this?”

I didn’t answer.

“He took your virginity, didn’t he?” He asked and sat on his bed.

“Jin-” I tried to apologize.

“I knew it! All this time, I knew something was up! I didn’t wanna believe it but…” he trailed off, head in his hands.

“I’m sorry, Jin. But if you wanna blame someone, blame me. None of this is Chris’ fault.”

“To hell with Chris. I’ve had it with Brown! He acts like he owns the fucking world! He did this just to irk me, I swear he did!”

That last statement struck me by surprise. “So you’re saying Chris only came onto me cus I was your girlfriend? Are you saying I couldnt have gotten Chris any other way?”

“I’m saying that this is probably just a scheme to take me away from you. I know him well enough,” he growled and had fiery in his brown eyes.

“You dont know him at all,” I protested. He looked at me as if I were crazy. Which I probably was.

“He’s not playing a game, Jinsu. From your point of view, it was just a fuck. But Chris does actually have feelings for me. He asked me to prom. He dumped Karrueche for me, for Christ’s sake! None of this is about you! I know I should’ve broken up with you first before I let it get to here but I just couldn’t, ok? I love you, Jin. I didn’t want to let you go or hurt you. I’m really sorry it’s just that…” I couldn’t finish.

He was silent for a minute. He stepped closer and closer to me. I was backed into the wall and his hot breath was invading my senses. He put his index finger through a belt loop and sighed.

His voice was low as he spoke. “I would’ve done anything to just be inside you. I wanted us to experience it…together. I wanted us to feel each other. I wanted to make you scream my name.”

”He could have any girl his little heart desired. Why did he have to take you?” he was mumbling. His voice was muffled as if he would begin to cry. His hand crept lower. I didn’t resist as he undid the button and zipper.
His hand found it’s way into my underwear. He looked up at me as he put one finger into my aching yet wet and yearning heat. I bit my lip to keep from moaning.

It felt so unfamiliar when Jinsu did this. His hands were newer than Chris’. I felt pure and holy with Jin.

He put in another and pumped me hard. I squirmed under him and my core was beginning to set fire in my pussy and legs. My hands found my breast and I squeezed them from under my shirt.

“Jin…” I wanted to stop before it got too far. Let’s see how backwards it is. I felt like a cheater when Jinsu did it but I was perfectly fine when Chris did it.

He took his hands out of me and watched as I struggled to button up my jeans again.

I just stood there, face to the ground.

“Gia, I love you. I had so many plans for us. Prom, marriage, kids…” his voice trailed as he sat back down on his bed. I cringed at the thought of spending the rest of my life with him.

“Do you love me, Gia?”

“Of course I do.”

He stared at me for a minute. “Do you love Chris?”

With every fiber of my being. I’ll love him till the world ends and it’s Judgement Day. I’d go to the grave being in love with Chris Brown.

I bit my lip and he took my silence as a yes. He sighed unsatisfied. I recognized the hurt and betrayal in his dark eyes. I felt terrible. He got up, went over to his nightstand, took something out and turned to me. He handed me a rectangular piece of paper with flashy colors and glitter on it.

A prom ticket.

“I bought two for us to go together.”

I was speechless. Jinsu began to speak again.

“You know what you call a girl who cheats on her boyfriend with his football teammate? A whore.”

My eyes widened. “I’m not a whore!” I screamed at him.

He smirked a little. “Judging by your actions, I think otherwise.”

That’s when I truly exploded.

“I love Chris like there’s no tomorrow! I wanna be with him till I’m dead and the world burns over. I wanna marry him and give him babies. Don’t call me a whore because he got to places with me where you couldn’t! Don’t you ever look down on him again! Or me! He wanted to stop because he saw you in my doorway! If you wanna blame someone, Jinsu, blame me! I let him take my virginity. I knew what I was doing, ok? But I didn’t do it out of lust cus Jinsu Lopez, I am not a whore!”

I was keeping my cool before. I refused to let Jinsu call me a whore when I had only had sex with one person and I was actually in love with him.

He looked at me with shock. I’d never yelled at him like that before.

“It’s me or him.”

I looked up at him in disbelief. “What?”

“I’m not gonna be here crying over you anymore. It’s me or him.”

Jinsu was always the sweet kind. Any other boy would dump me right on the spot. But Jinsu liked to hold on to what could’ve been.

When finally made it home, I walked sluggishly up to my bedroom hoping Chris was still there.

As promised he was, spread across my bed, watching TV. He didn’t look too focused on what he was watching. He jerked up when he saw me.

“Hey…um, how’d it go?” he asked.

The hot tears burned my eyes as they threatened to escape. I sniffled and he got up from my bed.

“Well, ugh…he dumped me.” My voice cracked and Chris exhaled.

Before a single tear could leave my eye I rushed into his arms and he took me in, acceptingly. I didn’t wanna cry so hard-I didn’t even know I’d cry so hard-but the tears kept coming one after the other.

He laid back down, turned off the TV and kissed my head. “Im sorry, G.”

“I gave him three years of my-” the rest was muffled and mumbled and I buried my face deeper into Chris’ chest.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. Just let it all out. Don’t hold back.” he was saying as he rubbed me more.

Jinsu had been my rock for all this time and now that he didn’t want anything to do with me left me kinda broken and mad. I don’t regret what I said to him cus I meant it. I only wish I had done the smart thing and broke up with Jinsu before it got to the point where he walked in and saw with his own eyes. I wouldn’t wish that on anybody. Not even Karrueche.

Why didn’t I do what Chris did and just leave Jinsu like he did Karrueche? He seemed more stable and okay with us breaking up than I expected him to be. I expected him in tears and agony but he seemed to be kind of fine when he cut me off.

I wiped away all the tears and used his shirt to dry my face. I lifted my head and looked at him.

“Tonight’s prom. We’re gonna go together, hand in hand. I dont give a fuck anymore, Chris. Im tired of hiding us…” I kissed his cheek.

He hesitated them smiled. “You sure?”

“Yup,” I nodded wildly. He kissed me hard on my lips and his sweet breath invaded my nose.

“That’s my girl…” he nipped my lip and kissed me again.

My mother had tons of little mini skirts in her closet that could be passed off as dresses.

She didn’t really wear any of them anymore. I asked her over the phone if I could take a look at them.

I opened her walk in closet and searched. Chris was out renting a last minute tux so I wanted to surprise him with something hot. Something exciting. I didn’t want to bore him some skirt and tank top I pulled out of my drawer. The theme for our prom was “Hollywood.” I didn’t like it considering I hated anything that had to do with pop culture. I stayed out of the media’s way.

“Hollywood, hollywood…” I kept mumbling as I searched around my mother’s closet. I really hoped I found a dress that would show how much fun of a girl I could be. At school I was probably known as little Virgin Mary.

Just when I was about to give up and leave, something caught my eye.

I turned and saw bright red material hanging on the wall. I stepped closer to it, reached out and felt the fine material.

“Silk,” I noted and took the dress off the hanger, then compared the red of the dress to my caramel colored skin. It was gorgeous.

I strip down to my underwear and bra and tried the dress on. It was a pin up girl type dress with a low neck line. It stopped down at mid thigh. I did a swirl in it and bent over making sure it truly fit. This dress made my curves around my hips and waist more noticeable, my breasts filled out the bust perfectly and it was tight enough to show off my ass. A grin formed across my face. I might as well been naked.

I’d seen tons of older movies with pin up girls in them. With some cat eye makeup, red lipstick, tall shoes, and some curls, I’d look Hollywood perfect.

I took the dress off and relaxed. Jinsu kept finding his way back into my mind. I tried to shake him but with no luck, I began to cry again. I had shed so many tears I didn’t realize that it was nearing six o’ clock. The prom would be starting in about an hour.

There was lots of work to be done.

I gave myself a foot bath and pedicure when I found a shade of red in my mother’s medicine cabinet. The toe spacers between my toes tickled as I looked around my own closet for some heels. My sweet, peep toe, black pair of Stilletos stuck out to me were perfect. I remember my mother bought them for me to as a graduation present last year. I only wore them once. I set them by the dress that was slung neatly on my bed.

My mom had showed me how to work the curling iron once but I wasn’t really paying much attention. I really wished I had cus I almost burned myself trying to curl it the way a pin up girl would. I failed terribly so I swept my long, black hair to one side of my neck and prayed I could find a pin or something to hold it there.

When my mother came home she asked if she wanted my help. I declined believing I could do this by myself. I burned myself a few times. She did my makeup for me just how I liked it. Cat eyes with the dark red lips.

“You look beautiful,” she was saying as she put her favorite pair of pearl earrings in for me. I hated earrings but these were quite pretty, actually. Sofia also put curlers in my hair so the curls were fresh by the time Chris came to pick me up.

I slid into the dress with ease and my mommy zipped it up for me. I did a look over in the mirror and sighed.

“You really do look beautiful, ya know.” She said as I sat on my bed. I shook my head in disbelief. I looked like same old Gia to me. Night was here and the sky was navy. My hands shook as I reached for my shoes. Was I…nervous? Over something as simple as prom?

“Jinsu’s a lucky guy,” she added as she rubbed my shoulder.

“Im not going with Jinsu.” I told her and she looked back at me confused.

“Whaddyou mean?”

“We broke up this afternoon.” I didn’t go into detail.

My mom looked crushed. Jinsu was my mother’s absolute favorite person ever. He was nice, polite, a real gentlemen. My mother was gonna have quite the bitch fit when she found out Chris was my date. Not only did the students know of Chris’ reputation but so did parents all around LA. I prayed Chris didn’t mess up when he got here.

I heard the doorbell and jumped. Adrenaline ran all through my veins as my mother went to answer it. Curlers were hanging lazily in my hair and I scrambled to get them all out. My hair was more waved then it was curled and I was perfectly fine with that. I swept it all to one side, put in the pin, slid on my shoes and grabbed my clutch that contained a tampon (just in case) a hair tie (in case my hair got too crazy), condoms, my cell phone and my house key.

I got cold feet as I heard the door open, a greeting exchanged between my mother and Chris, and my heart thumping fast. I looked in the mirror once more, sprayed some perfume and switched out the light.

Here I was…going to prom. Not with Jinsu Lopez but Chris Brown…the boy of my dreams.

The steps I had to take towards the stairs were slow and precious to me. I didn’t wanna rush and seem anxious. I stopped when I got to the top of the stairs.

My mother turned to look up at me and Chris followed.

“Jesus, Gia,” he whispered to himself when I began to walk down the steps. For once in my life, I felt like a princess. I felt a gorgeous glow all around me as they stared at me. I prayed to not fall.

He looked quite handsome himself. He had cut his hair and shaved some. His tux was black with the bow tie and everything. I’d never seen him so handsome. He cleaned up good. In his hands he held a plastic box with a flower in it. The corsage.

I blushed as he stared at me in awe. He took my hand and pulled my close.

“You look gorgeous.” He whispered into my ear.

“Same to you.”

He opened the plastic case, took the corsage out and handed the case to my mother who watched suspiciously but happily. I could see she was excited for me even though Chris wasnt the ideal son-in-law.

“You didn’t have to get me a corsage.” I told him as he slipped it on my wrist. A white rose.

“Yeah, I did. If I’m gonna do this I wanna do this right.” He kissed my cheek and I burned almost as red as my dress. My mom had pulled the camera out of the kitchen drawer and took a pic of us just like that. My mom liked candid pictures more than any kind of picture. After taking a few more, I insisted we leave. I was somewhat really excited. Excited to show everyone how much fun I, Gia Hernandez was. I kissed my mommy goodbye, promised to be home by midnight, and set out to show off my new found confidence.

I hadn’t talked to Jinsu in three days. He was still a tad pissed about the whole prom mess but I didn’t care too much. Instead of being concerned about prom I was more focused on college. I had my money saved up, thank God. Another reason I shouldn’t go to prom. I wasnt gonna blow my whole entire savings on some dress I would only wear for one night.

 Finals were done for the most part and prom was only a week away. I heard around school that Chris was Karrueche’s date. That pissed me the fuck off. I didn’t let him know that as we filled out college applications.

After writing my name on the Name line for the umpteenth time, I put my pen down and examined him as he laid his tall body out on my bed.

I thought about some of the greatest times we’ve had together and it made a huge, cheesy smile on my face form. I poked him with my finger like he did with me sometimes. His eyes didn’t tear away from his paper but he flashed me a white grin.

“Yes?”

“What school you looking at?”

He lifted the clipboard and I read the name. “Compton?”

He nodded and went back to filling out the sheet. “Yup.”

“Why Compton?” I wondered.

“I want a sports scholarship. The last game of the year determines whether I’ll get one or not.”

I was truly impressed. Mostly because he said “scholarship,” and “determines” in the right context but also because he was aiming so high. A scholarship. Chris Brown get a scholarship?

“Wow, well I’ll be there cheering you on, ok?” I promised and he nodded with a grin.

We kept up small talk as we filled out each application. It was nearing around seven o’ clock, the time Chris usually left to eat dinner with his dad and come back over a half-hour later.

As he got up to leave, I kissed him goodbye. He promised to be right back and I nodded ok.

About five minutes after he left, I felt something vibrate through my bed covers. My head jerked up as my eyes shot to Chris’s backpack at the head of the bed. Must’ve been his cell phone. I ignored it…till it buzzed again.

I couldn’t help but reach my hand inside his bag. I knew damn well it was wrong to read his messages but I was just a little curious. I wasn’t hurting anybody.

I opened the first message.

____________________________________________________________

Hey, where r u? Ur not with her r u?

From: Kae at 7:08pm

______________________________________________________

 I only grimaced.

Had Karrueche gotten inside of Chris’ mind as well? Did she turn into some psycho bitch on him too and tell him to stay away from me? Some girlfriend he’s got. The second one was a picture file. I opened it and the minute I did I regretted everything I had done in the last 24 hours. I hit myself upside the head and cursed. Mrs. Tran must’ve been grading papers at home and Karreuche must’ve seen mine. Fuck my life…

When I opened the file, I expected to see some sext of Kae but instead my eyes widened in shock as I looked down on a photo of the doodles I drew in science.

“Wat the fuck is this?” The text caption read under the picture.

I forgot about the fact that this was Chris’ phone and I pressed the “reply” button. My fingers flitted across the keyboard.

Idk…never seen that b4 in my life.

I pressed “send.” Focusing on my applications was out of the question now. The phone buzzed a few seconds later.

________________________________________________________

Didn’t I tell u to stay away from her?

From: Kae 7:11pm

__________________________________________________________ 

I put the phone down.

Not only did Jin and the rest of the team suspect something but so did Karrueche. I began to shake a little.

I fought back a tear or two and started pressing buttons again.

We’re just friends…calm down.

I turned his phone off.

I couldn’t take much anymore.

I had gotten so low that I was texting his girlfriend, behind his back.

And you know what the shady part is? I had every opportunity to tell Kae the truth. The truth about me and Chris. Chris and her mom.

My fingers shook as I pressed them to my forehead. I was sweating now.

Every logical, smart part of me was saying to be with Jinsu. Love Jinsu. Marry Jinsu. Do everything for Jinsu.

But every adventurous, exciting part of me was saying be with Chris. Love Chris. Adore Chris. Cherish Chris.

I wiped away a tear knowing I’d have to give up one thing and lose the other. Who knew that just some time ago I hated him? But now…I loved him. I loved Chris. I love Chris.

But I followed my brain. Not my heart.

After placing his phone back in his bag, I stared blankly at the application and tapped the pen against the clipboard. This was gonna hurt him more than it was gonna hurt me. It took three years to feel the way I do about Jinsu. I couldn’t ruin that cus I had some fling with Chris. I wanted Jin. Jin was…the one I wanted.

I sighed dismissively as my bedroom door knob turned. The doorknob clicked and Chris strode in with a huge grin on his face and his hands behind his back.

Before I could tell him my decision, I got too distracted as to what was behind him. I returned the smiled and cocked my head in confusion. “What?”

He didn’t speak as he took two long strides to my bed. He had a smile of pure evil. I loved it.

“Chris what are you-” I began.

“Close your eyes.” He instructed in a low, husky voice. Wetness flushed all over me. I loved it when he told me what to do. I did as told.

He ran a hand through my hair and kissed my forehead. “Open your mouth.” His breath hit my face and I couldn’t help but let out a moan that described every feeling I’d ever have for him. The hate. The love. The lust.

My jaw hung open for anything. I expected to taste his dick in there because he knew I’d allow it.

But instead, I tasted a sweet flavor. A sweet, very fattening, guilty pleasure, thick, delicious, taste bud tingling, flavor. I opened my eyes.

I was face to face with Chris who had his finger in my mouth and his forehead to mine. I suck the icing from his finger. He swallowed and tried to hide his excitement.

“How’d you know I liked chocolate icing?” I asked him. He exhaled with a laugh and sheepish grin. He blushed red.

“Who doesnt like chocolate icing?” he teased as he dipped his finger in the tub of icing and took a lick of his own. He did it slow and looked me in the eyes as he did. I groaned and had the sudden urge to hump the fuck out of him. He set the treat on my nightstand.

“Romeo doesn’t. Neither does my mom.” I answered his rhetorical question. It was true. I was the only one in the Hernandez house who enjoyed chocolate icing. He smugly kissed my forehead again.

“Where is your mom?”

I honestly didnt know. “Who knows?”

He kissed my neck. “Where’s Rome?”

“At a friend’s house.”

He didn’t speak for a while as his tongue explored my neck and collarbone. The feel of his wet tongue on my skin made my nerves jump. I loved the slithery feel. It made me literally tingle in pleasure. “Great,” he whispered.

I reached for his shirt but he stopped my hands with his own.

“Go to prom with me.” he said simply.

I blushed and shook my head. “You’re going with Karrueche.” I reminded him and looked to the floor. His face twisted in confusion.

“Karrueche?” he sounded disgusted. “Im not taking Karrueche to prom.”

My ears perked and my head lifted to look at him. “B-but I thought that-” I began to stutter tentatively. My cheeks grew hot.

He began to chuckle. “Gia, I broke up with Karrueche yesterday.”

I tried not to think about her and her delusions. “Yesterday? Then why was-“

“She’s been spreading a rumor we’re still together…I know.” he rolled his eyes, inflamed. It didn’t make any sense.

“She texted you while you were gone.”

He didnt look surprised. He just eyed me and cocked a brow. “No way,” he chimed sardonically. I kept my giggle in best I could. “It’s always the same with Karrueche.” And he left it at that.

“Why did you break up with her?” I wondered. I was just about to tell him I couldn’t be with him this way and he up and dumps his girlfriend. Don’t I feel like a bag of shit?

He flashed a proud smile and eyed me up and down. “Why have Karrueche when I can have you?” he hummed in my ear. “You’re perfect, Gia.”

I had to stop him there. “Im not..perfect.” I struggled to say the word so gracefully. Jinsu was perfection. He was the king of perfection.

He saw through my insecurities and put a lock of hair behind my ear. I shivered under his sudden touch and got reassuring goose bumps all over my arms and legs.

“G, you may not be perfect but youre pretty damn close,” he touched my hair again. I touched his back.

Silence took over as I looked into his huge orbs. They were hard and tough on the outside. But once you get your head close enough, you see something in his hard and tough eyes. You didn’t just the external blackness when you looked into them. You saw…reason for living. Cheesy, I know but one glance and I knew.

“Dontcha think that breaking up with Karrueche could leave you in a shitty spot with Mrs. Tran?” I asked him and waited for an honest answer.

“Well, yeah. I guess. She already hates my guts as it is. Now that I broke up with her little angel…my grade is going down hill. No scholarship for me.” He kinda smiled but I saw it was phony.

“Don’t think like that. She’s not allowed to fail students just cus she doesnt like them.” I reassured him. He kissed my forehead.

“I cant even imagine what I’d do without you…” he whispered to more himself than to me. “Gia, I love you.”

Then I decided I couldn’t take much more. I broke down starting with a croak.

“Gia?”

“Chris, I cant-“

“Can’t? Can’t what?” he asked calmly.

The words were caught in my throat. They just sat there, clogging my breathing and making me lose sight of the real world.

“G?” he asked a little nervous now.

“Jin asked me to prom and…I’m thinking about going with him.” I worked the words out slowly, trying not to sound too anxious.

I watched his face as it went from nervous to confused.

“Do what?” he acted as if he hadn’t heard me.

“This…us…I know you broke up with Karrueche but it’s still not fair to her. She truly did love you. She lost her damn mind a little but ya know…” I trailed off.

He went from confused to a tad upset. “Karrueche was with me for attention. She’s at the height of her popularity when she’s with me. Now where is she? At the bottom of the food chain. She’s not even ‘Karrueche’ anymore. She’s just ‘that girl who dated Chris Brown.’ 

I ignored him and his nasty attitude. “I have a boyfriend, Chris. He loves me. I love him and we-“

Chris sprang up and his heat went with him. My body chilled and I jumped as his huge fist made contact with my wall. He backed away from the wall and there was a dent. I gasped.

“Chris, listen-” I began, a little bit afraid.

“I told you I loved you and you’re going back to…him?” he growled a little and his eyes went dark.

“I never left him.” I corrected him.

He shook his head in disbelief. “You’ve been toying with my feelings all this time?”

We stared at each other for a few minutes.

I honestly couldn’t even respond to him. My mouth was open, ready to answer. But no words came out.

“No one told you to fall in love.” I murmured.

He clenched his fist. “You’re the first girl I’ve ever opened up to. You’re the first real girl who I’ve ever had true feelings for. Excuse the hell outta me for feeling something more than just lust. I didn’t know that loving someone could hurt so much,” he whined the last part sarcastically.

“Why can’t you just admit it?”

“Admit what?”

“Gia, it’s okay to say you love me. I wont-“

“How can I love someone like you?” I wondered more to myself than him. “Have you seen yourself? You are the shadiest person Ive ever met. What kind of boy-“

“Gia, that’s the past! I’ve changed all that! I haven’t been fucking anybody but you. I broke up with Karrueche cus I wanted to be with you! I told you I love you!”

“Chris, Jin is-“

He put his hand up. “Jinsu.” he growled his name with fury. “You feel something for me, G. I know you do!”

“Chris, it’s not like that. I love you but-“

“But what? You wanna marry this kid, huh?”

“Just lemme-“

“No, Gia. It doesn’t work like that. You love me, Gia! Why would you be with him when everyday is a struggle not to call him by my name! I took your virginity! You opened up your legs for me! One day, you’ll see that the underdog was on top and that you made a big mistake.”

“I know what I want, Chris! And I want Jinsu!” I shouted at him, a little unsure of what I was saying.

“Bullshit, Hernandez! I know you better than you know yourself; you’re not the type to love and leave. I’m more to you.”

“Why do-“

Chris had heard enough. He pushed passed me with a force that made me lose my balance. He caught me, twirled me around and his breath was on my face, furious and vicious.

“Don’t you ever look down on me again. Next time you think of Jinsu just remember I’m the one who made you walk with a waddle.” His growl was loud as he spoke and I could only stand there, scared of what I had done to him.

He let go of my arm and was out the window with the wind. I stood there and watched as he left. Stupidly, I whispered his name, as if he could hear me. I shut my eyes to keep the hot tears in. How could he say such hurtful things?

As I sat on my bed, I heard his car start up and vroom away. The engine was loud. He was going fast.

I rolled my body over to look at the ceiling and tried to recap what had just happened. My taste buds tingled for more chocolate icing so I reached over and grabbed the tub.

Using my finger only, I finished the whole thing.

It was hours later till I could fall asleep.

I didn’t cry much. I just laid there, reviewing all the things Chris had said.

“You love me!”

I didn’t deny it.

Sighing heavily, I turned on my side and stared at the empty tub that once held icing in it. It was nearing 2am.

A chill brushed up my neck and I shivered. My teeth chattered a little so I pulled the covers over me some more. I got distracted from the time to look up at the wall Chris had punched. The dent was not as big as I thought.

A shadow moved on the wall and my hands froze. An intruder?

I forgot I left my window open so I shut my eyes and hoped I was dreaming. The window was being shut gently. The shadow was man-ish and my heart restarted when I heard a husky voice whisper, “Gia? Gigi, you awake?”

I rolled my eyes. “Go away.”

He scoffed. “Don’t be like that.”

“Leave.”

He switched the light on and sat near my feet. “Gia, listen-“

I sat up and pointed my finger at him, ferociously. “No, you listen! Every time you mess up, you think you can fix it by just coming in through my window and charming your way back into my good graces! Not everything can be resolved with a nice, hard fuck, ok?” I grunted in an unladylike way and he looked at me shocked.

“I didn’t come here to fuck. I wanted to apologize. I went to…Chris’ Happy Place and I knew I said some pretty fucked up things, ok?”

“That makes two of us…now leave.” I grimaced and he only sneered.

“Just lemme finish. G, Im sorry. I’m sorry I yelled at you. I’m sorry I punched the wall. I didn’t mean to scare you-“

“You? Scare me? Please.” I rolled my eyes, knowing he had had scared me.

He only sighed, knowing he wasnt getting anywhere with his apology. “Fine. Ill just leave you to cool off then. Bye, G.” He got up to leave but I grabbed his arm.

“Wait,um…dont leave. I said, fearful of being alone.

He looked down at me in confusion then he grinned sheepishly. “You want me to stay?”

I let his arm go and scoffed trying not to sound too needy. I nodded.

Chris sat back down on my bed and touched my hand softly. “Gia,” he exhaled. “I’m so sorry.” I wasn’t even close to forgiving him.

But something told me to. I leaned towards him and our lips met.

They were soft and delicious as I nipped at them. He kissed like an angel.

My hand ran though his soft curls and he rubbed my lower back. I gave into his light touch easily.

He started where he always did.

Chris’ moist lips invaded my neck with sweet, tender pecks and nips. A smile crept upon my face before I shut my eyes.

As he descended to my chest, the kisses got heavier. Wetter.

His tough fingers roamed over the hem of my shirt as he straddled me. His expression went from wondering to angry as his hands flew to the collar of my V-neck. Within seconds, he had ripped the clothing off of my body. I moaned as my bare chest was revealed to his accepting eyes. I arched my back to him and he ran his hands over my breast.

“Goddamn, Gia. I never wanna see you with clothes on again. Cus I swear to God, I’ll rip the clothing right off your body.”

I let out another desperate, needy moan. My nipples were hard as ever and now Chris was just teasing me. He nipped lightly then bite down with more force. I went insane with wetness.

His kisses grew more sensitive as his hand reached down for my underwear. His fingers explored through my wetness.

He watched carefully as my face changed. The first finger was always the best. It gave hope and promise for more penetration to come. I wanted to come.

I whined in happiness and he took my cries of joy as an indicator to enter a second finger. I squeezed the sheets in pleasure. “Chris…” I moaned, breathlessly.

“I wanna hear a scream, Hernandez.” he was saying.

I couldnt even produce a proper English sentence as he put his fingers deeper into my soaked twat. I growled in almost anger, remembering what he said earlier. I could just hate him for saying something so conceited!

But my body rejected the hatred I wish I felt for him.

“Gia,” he moaned as he went deeper, my hips grinding automatically to the rhythm his fingers had going. The build up of my first orgasm burst out of my vaginal walls. I half screamed and Chris, who had his eyes closed, threw his head back and smirked.

“Music to my fucking ears.” He flashed me the smile of a jackass. I loved it.

He slid his fingers out of my pussy and looked at his two fingers sheepishly.

I returned the smile devilishly.

He slowly licked his index finger of my juices. “Taste sweet,” he noted. I took his middle finger into my mouth, tasting myself. He got hard all over again and grunted in the back of his throat.

“Here I am, bearing all and your pants are still on.” I said sweetly, batting my eye lashes at him. I lifted myself up on my knees and he got to his feet.

“Maybe we should get rid of this shirt,” I joked as my fingers ran over his collar and just as he did mine, I found unknown strength to rip it from his body. He bit his lip and blushed.

I began to kiss his chest the same way he did mine. Soft and tender. As I got lower towards his hardness, he put his hands in my hair to guide me to the right spot.

Using as much roughness as possible, I yanked his pajama pants right off his legs. I was still amazed by his size.

“On your knees. Now,” he commanded. I did as I was told and without being told, I began to suck.

He gave me reassuring moans as I worked on him. I remembered the first time I had done this. I was so nervous. Kinda shy. Now I had a huge smile on my face, dripping wetness onto my own bedroom floor.

“Jesus, Gigi-” he swallowed his words and I looked up as I took in more inches. His head was thrown back like before.

“Enjoying yourself?” I asked as I stroke him.

“Don’t fucking tease me…” he was pleading. After two more strokes, I entered him back into my hot, drooling mouth.

I licked the head of his dick, taking in almost a mouthful of pre-cum. He whined once more before gathering himself. I didnt even bother to wipe my mouth as his taste lingered in my mouth.

He stepped out of his pants completely and approached me. I climbed onto the bed and laid down on my back, legs separated. 

His rough hands wrapped around my waist and he yanked me towards his hips. He yanked my underwear and sweatpants off together. I was soaked.

“Wet much?”

“All for you. Do you love me enough to have brought a condom?” I kinda mocked him.

He kissed my neck and sucked on my earlobe. “Honestly I didn’t think I’d be forgiven so easily. I didn’t think to bring one. “

My face fell. Well there goes my night.

He continued to talk. “But I might’ve snuck a few into your drawer last time.”

I lit up again as he reached over me, opened my nightstand drawer and grabbed a condom. He ripped the plastic wrapper off with his teeth and pulled the condom out. He lifted himself, slid the latex onto himself and when he heard the snap his eyes met mine.

I wrapped my arms around his neck to bring him down to my level. I opened my legs up for him and the moment I did, he entered me and the real moans began.

“Ohhh,” I started softly, closing my eyes.

“I wanna make you fucking scream.” he muttered as he picked up his pace to a speed that caused enough friction to make my legs quiver in pleasure.

He took hold of my waist with a stronger grip this time, his hip thrusting into mine causing me to fist the bed sheets.

“Harder,” I begged through light gasp. He knew I wasn’t too proud to beg so he did as commanded.

His hands roamed over my breasts and he pinched my nipples, hard. Blood rushed to my head and I was gone. Over the edge. On Cloud 9. My toes curled and I reminisced back to the day I saw Chris pounding Mrs. Tran and her toes curled. This feeling was like that times ten.

“Chris…Ohh…fuck-” I bit my bottom lip and needed to claw at something. He pounded harder and towered me, groaning louder than I was. As he thrust himself into me faster, our bodies got tighter and I reached up to touch his sweating face. The heat was almost impossible and when Chris hit the sweet spot, I whined and squealed as I hit my second orgasm of the night.

“Ohh, Chris…f-f-fuck…” I legs shook and squeezed my left tit.

He came down to may face, balancing his weight on his hands on both sides of my head. Chris grin was wide as was mine.

I looked down at our joined bodies and I remembered how cautious Chris was when he took my virginity. We were both slick with sweat.

“You like my big dick, Gia?” he teased as I began to grind on his boner.

“It’s not how big. It’s how mean.” I told him as I eyed my favorite Rihanna poster with pride. Chris took that as a challenge.

“Oh, really?” he growled. He rammed himself into me mercilessly and I had nothing to hold onto but myself as I howled in ecstasy. He seemed satisfied as he pulled himself out of me. He used his huge arms to flip my body around.

“You want mean? I’ll show you mean.”

I giggled like a school girl as I propped myself on my hands and knees. Before I knew it, he was in me, pounding harder than before. His muscles wrapped around my hips, keeping me close. I looked back at him and his mouth was half open, looking down at my helpless vagina being beaten by his huge member. He was pumping as hard as he could, the heated contact sending tingles all through my tight, yearning pussy. I held onto the headboard of my bed and squeezed my tit even harder.

“Oh, fuck! Chris, fuck me!” I cried out, almost losing myself.

He grunted and slapped his hand hard against my right ass cheek. I yelled out in satisfaction. Chris reached over and kissed my shoulder. He lifted me up with one hand and continued to punish me. He made his way to where he was hitting it the hardest and rubbed my clit hard.

“Scream for me, Gia. Come on.” He kissed my shoulder again. “Please come. Cum all over my dick.” he was begging now. I lifted my arms to wrap them around his neck. My nails dug deep into his back and he cried out as well.

Suddenly, his pace slowed but I wasn’t even close to coming.

“Dont stop. Please…” I whined with the taste of need in my mouth.

“Gia, wait.” his husky voice was strained.

“No,” I declined, not listening to him.

I believe I was so close to the edge, I saw vivid images flash across my mind. I saw a confused Jinsu. Then I saw a hurt Jinsu. Lastly I saw an angry Jinsu. All three disgusted me so I only went down harder on Chris’s dick trying to make them go away.

“Gia, I-” he said through grit teeth.

“Keep going.”

Chris sighed and brought me closer to his chest, his huge hands covering my own as we both gripped my flopping tits.

“Come on, Gia. Scream for me. I wanna hear you scream my fucking name! I want you to explode on my dick!”

I threw my head back over his shoulder and he did his final smashing till my pussy and his dick exploded on each other, taking our bodies to the oblivion.

“Ahh, fuck Chris!” I screamed. “Oh my God! Chris…” my wetness overflowed along with his hot semen that was trickling from his dick into my filthy, tight pussy.

He groaned viciously and his body went slack. I did a few last grinds before I laid down on my side, Chris still inside me. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my shoulder again.

He rested his forehead on my shoulder and I felt his hot breath on my back.

“I love you,” he whispered softly.

The sweat of our bodies covered each other and I brushed a stray lock of hair out of my face.

“I love you,” I exhaled, absolutely positive of what I was saying.

He pulled out in between my thighs and pulled the condom off. “Shit,” he murmured.

“What is it?” I asked, smiling like an idiot. He put before me a piece of busted latex with thick white semen all over it. The condom had broken.

I didn’t freak the way the old Gia would have. I simply took it from him, tossed it to the side and kissed him softly.

He stared at me confused so I just nibbled on his ear. “Dont worry about it, stud.” I whispered naughtily. Chris eyed me in disbelief.

“Just trust me.” I reassured him, thinking about the Plan B One-Step my mom had stashed in her medicine cabinet.

Chris, unsure, wrapped me up in his arms and I gazed up at the white crescent moon. He kissed my cheek.

“Gia?”

“Hmmm?”

“I just want you to know that if Jinsu were to ever hurt you…”his voice trailed off.

“Yes?” I said for him to finish.

“If Jinsu were to ever hurt you just know that I love you and Ill always be here, ok?”

I arched my brow in confusion but I shrugged anyway. “Um, ok. Thanks. I love you, too Chris.”

With a kiss on his nose, I dozed off with pleasant thoughts on my mind.

When I awoke, my body was still in a good mood.

The first thing I saw was Chris, sitting up and chewing on his thumbnail. When I opened my eyes completely, he grinned.

“Morning, beautiful.” he said, stroking my face.

I rolled my eyes and thought otherwise. “Morning,” I said back and kissed his cheek.

“How’d you sleep?” he asked lovingly.

My dreams came flashing back to me and I remembered the wonderful night we shared last night.

“I had a strange dream.”

He rubbed my back and hesitated. “Tell me.”

I sat up and blushed like I had a fever.

“Well while we were making love…I saw Jinsu. Like he walked in, saw us and he looked so…perplexed. Then he looked hurt. Like he had been stabbed or betrayed. Then he looked…mad. So mad. Like he could just explode. I looked at him and he only got angrier by the second. And the fucked up part of it is, we didn’t even have the power to stop. And then he left. The dream was over.”

I reminisced the dream that seemed so colorful and real, it was unbelievable. Chris looked worried and concerned.

He sighed nervously and took my hands in his own.

“Um, Gia about that…”

“Yes?”

He looked at me pathetically and kinda frowned. “Um, Gia…that wasnt a dream.”

“What?” I questioned him.

“Last night, while we were making love Jinsu did walk in. He saw us. He looked at us and he did look hurt. I tried to stop but I just couldn’t. You looked straight at him and you just…” he didnt finish that last statement. “Gia, Im really sorry.” he finished.

As much as I burned for there to be an us, my mind always jerked back to Jinsu. I loved him, I really did but whenever Chris came around I felt…different. Like a new girl. I usually didn’t like change but being a different girl seemed like a nice thought.

Jinsu had given me some of the best years of my life. Did I really wanna give those years up cus of Chris?

No, I didnt.

Jinsu was my everything and this whole arrangement wasnt fair to him. Jin has been getting played. Ever since me and Chris’ first kiss. Jinsu was my boyfriend, not Chris. I had to wake up and realize that. The sooner I did, the better.

But Chris was so…

I couldn’t even describe it.

I loved being with him. His whole presence was such a rush for me. His smile, his touch…I even found his matted looking, surprisingly soft curls a blessing.

But did I love him like I did Jinsu. Chris opened my eyes to some interesting things but did I wanna die for him? Would I get up every morning and make him breakfast? Was he marriage material?

Jin was. Most definitely. I’d die for him. I’d get up in the morning to make him breakfast.

Maybe my little fling with Chris was just butterflies I haven’t felt in a while with Jinsu. Maybe Chris was my teenage release of hormones and confused, mixed feelings and emotions. Maybe Chris was just…a crush?

“Chris,” I started. He closed his eyes and felt my breath on his face.

“Yes, beautiful?”

I sighed, knowing I was about to break his heart.

But I couldn’t.

I could see the tears rolling down his cheeks already.

After swallowing, I exhaled. “Nothing,” I said.

“You sure?”

“Yes. Absolutely nothing.”

He took my naked body into his arms to cuddle and I couldn’t help but hold back tears of guilt. I made sure this time he couldn’t hear me.

…

When I looked to my right this morning, I expected there to be an empty space with messy sheets. I expected there to be a note saying he had to run off to practice.

My heart stopped mid-beat when I saw him there, eyes on me and an adoring smile on his face.

“‘Morning,” he greeted.

I arched my eyebrows in confusion. “Shouldn’t you be at practice?”

He nodded but still made no attempt to get dressed. Why would he stay?

“You stayed,” I announced. He nodded again.

“Why?”

He shrugged. “Cus I’d much rather be here with the beautiful Gia Hernandez than running around a field with a bunch of hormonal, sweaty football players.”

I chuckled. “I don’t wanna get you in trouble.”

He shrugged again. “Each player on the team is allowed to miss two practices. I’m fine.”

I smiled at the thought of Chris missing a practice on purpose just to hang out with me. I loved the thought actually but I had to go to the practice anyway.

“Well, the thought was nice but you still gotta go,” I told him as I climbed out of bed.

“Why?” he asked.

I picked up my clothes and threw them in the hamper. “I maybe fucking you, but I still have a boyfriend.” I informed him.

He rolled his eyes. “Just skip this practice. He won’t mind,” he was whining now. He didn’t even move from his place on my bed.

“I promised him I’d come to every practice. That’s what girlfriends do.”

He pouted for a minute ‘till I gathered all my stuff to take a shower.

“Why are you with him?” he asked nastily. I stopped and gave him a deadly look. He sat back a little and rolled his eyes in envy.

“Dont go there. Not today, Chris,” I warned him as I began to throw him his clothes from off my carpet.

“If not today then when?”

“I dont know. Just…not now,” I wished he would just drop the subject. I don’t know why I wanted to be with Jinsu. I just did. I loved him.

“Gia, I-” he started and his voice was softer.

“Drop it,” I said viciously.

He tried to speak again. “G, it’s just that-“

“Shut up.” I groaned in the back of my throat and it almost sounded like a growl. He was quiet after that. I apologized and told him to get ready for practice. He did so reluctantly and we drove to school with an awkward silence between us.

…

Chris and I were the talk of practice. We showed up, hand in hand but I quickly snatched my hand back before Jinsu or Karrueche could sight us.

I waved to Chris before I ran up behind Jinsu, who was drinking Gatorade on the bleachers. He looked sullen and bored. I giggled lightly to myself as I put my hands over his eyes. He froze and then he began grinning from ear to ear.

“Sweet Pea hand lotion…” he sniffed my hands. “Gia?” he mused. I plopped myself into his lap and he kissed my cheek.

“Hey, G.” he purred into my neck.

“How’s practice going?” I asked.

“Better since you’ve arrived.”

I mock-rolled my eyes at his cliche’ and he only grinned and kissed my cheek again. His eyes shot to Chris who was heading over to the field with his helmet in hand and jersey on Karrueche. I grimaced a little.

“What we’re you doing with him?” he asked grimly. Jinsu was hot when he was jealous.

“I just carpooled with him,” I said innocently. I also sucked his dick but ya know that’s just details.

He eyed him suspiciously then me. “Carpool,” he repeated. “That’s it?”

I leaned down and my lips tingled and buzzed as they met his. He tasted my cherry lip gloss and smirked.

“Cherry-” he nuzzled my nose. I kissed him again and he squeezed my side. “You’re so sexy.” he nuzzled my neck again.

“Hey, Lopez! Get in the game!” Chris yelled furiously and Jinsu smirked. He kissed my face again and I arose from atop him. I sat on the bench where he sat and I eyed Chris evilly as the team did another play. He shrugged with a smug smile on his face. I rolled my eyes.

After about fifteen minutes, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned and Karrueche was there, wearing Chris’ jersey with Bermuda shorts.

“Hey,” she said cheerfully. She sat neatly beside me and up close her glittery eye makeup was fading.

“Hi.” I said simply.

“So, you been hanging with Chris alot?” she asked nonchalantly.

Nod. “Yeah.”

“Hmm nice.” The wind picked up but our conversation didn’t. I felt like a nasty, little whore sitting next to her. I had great amounts of sympathy towards her too. She was being played as well as Jin. By me, Chris, and her mother. If she only knew. I just wanted to wrap my arms around her and hug her.

“You guys close?”

Nod. “Uh huh.”

“Really? That’s nice.”

After a few more minutes of just silence and watching our boys practice, I was growing kind of uncomfortable with her sitting next to me. Just last night her boyfriend was balls deep in me!

I opened my mouth to ask what she wanted but she got up and stood in front of me, blocking my view.

“Im glad that you and Chris are such close friends, but that’s gonna hafta change.”

The heat left my body and every thought I’d ever had about Kae disappeared. She stood before me, hands on her hips and whatever she said next determined whether I was a member of her pity party anymore.

“Excuse me?” I asked her politely.

“Did I stutter?” she asked and rolled her brown eyes. She flipped her long, bronze curls behind her shoulder and I wanted to snatch it up and rip it from her scalp.

“I like you, OK? Youre a sweet girl, really. I just dont want you around my boyfriend. It’s not a jealousy thing. I just…dont want him around you.”

“Why?” I questioned. It’s not like he likes her anyway.

“Well, I know he has some commitment issues in the past-“

Past being last night.

“-but he’s grown up. I know he wont give into temptation but-“

Then why is he banging me and not you?

“-he loves me. I know he does-“

That’s funny cus last time I checked he told me, not you, he loves me.

“So, if you could, I’d really appreciate it if you just avoided him. We’re gonna get married and have a family and…you dont fit into all that. Ok?”

I rolled my eyes at her little fantasy. She was just a ditz lost in the clouds, a virgin with her heart on her sleeve.

“We’re just friends.” I insisted.

She kinda giggled to herself and put a lock of hair behind her ear. I wonder how many hair flips she’d do before I ripped every strand from their roots.

“Monica and Chandler were just friends but they got married! And had babies!” she was smirking like crazy and I wanted to slap her for her stupid Friends reference. She continued. “Anyway, how do I know that for sure? Just friends? Sounds pretty raunchy to me, Gia.”

We stared each other down. I looked into her brown eyes and she looked into my darker brown ones. She was first to speak.

“Anyway, I dont hang around Jinsu like you do Chris. So I think it’s only fair that you back off of Chris.” she finished.

I stared up as her as if she were stupid. She was in a way. Young, dumb and completely blissful. Being too angry, I couldn’t even respond. She waited but I still continued to stare. Why should I hafta answer to her? She was just Karrueche.

She rolled her eyes and walked away. “Freak,” I heard her whisper under her breath.

“Bitch,” I whispered back.

Practice ended shortly afterwards and Jinsu took me in his arms and kissed me. “Want me to take you home? Or you wanna go someplace private?” He purred into my ear and I giggled.

Chris was close by and he eyed me with wondering eyes. Karrueche was speaking to him but he wasn’t even listening. I smirked and turned to Jin.

“I’m just gonna kick it at home, ok?” I pouted and bit his bottom lip. He took my lips into his mouth viciously and moaned. His hands roamed to my ass and I clawed at his back.

“Slut,” Karrueche mixed with a cough as she walked by, limply holding onto Chris’ huge hand. I locked eyes with Chris as I looked at the sad couple walking towards his car. He winked at me and I found a smile. I wasn’t as mad as I was before, especially since Jin was here to bring me back to reality.

Little Karrueche Tran better watch where she walks. She comes near me again and I’ll see to it that her and Chris never talk again.

…

3 weeks later

It was the nearing the end of May and everybody had prom fever. I was more into applying to every college in the state. And the sad part is I wasn’t exaggerating. While every girl went out to buy dresses and shoes, I was at home cramming hard for finals. I was perfectly happy with keeping my head in the books. I know prom is supposed to be the one night a year where a girl can express her true side. A side full of love, hate, beauty, angst, and maybe even lust. A side where you glow in your prettiest dress and finest makeup and prettiest hair and sweetest scents.

I preferred staying outside of all the glitz and the glam. Prom in my opinion was just another way of society to embarrass young girls with low self esteem and bad body perception. Young girls who have hearts floating around the dance floor. It was torture.

“Hey,” he bit his bottom lip seductively and poked my feet with his pink highlighter. I smiled and nudged him with my toe.
“Get back to work,” I blushed hard at the attention.
“I’d rather get back to you,” he reached over and pulled on my shirt sleeve. I kissed his hand, he turned red. My smile was huge as I left him grinning from ear to ear.

Even after three weeks, Chris and I couldn’t find it in each other to stop cheating. We hadn’t had sex since but we still kiss, and hold hands, and cuddle like we were a couple. I had denied Karrueche’s wishes of staying away from him. I couldn’t. How could I? He was an addiction.

I couldnt help it but I wanted Jinsu, too. I wanted to kiss him, hold him, love him and maybe one day marry him.

Until then, I wanted Chris. Always. Maybe forever?

“Hey, will you go to prom with me?” he asked out of the blue. He looked at me with questioning eyes and it caught me off guard. I wouldn’t go even if Jinsu asked me.

“No,” I answered him in a bored voice. He smiled and leaned forward. His lips met my ear and he nibbled. His tongue caressed my jaw and neck. It tickled sort of but I held my composure as he tinkered with the nerves and senses around my body.

“Please?” he whispered. I wanted to say yes and go with him just to piss Karrueche off. I would’ve if I didn’t have Jinsu who was likely to ask me to prom as well.

“No.” I repeated with a smile as he kissed lower to my collar bone.

“Why?” he asked between kisses.

“Cus I have a boyfriend and you have a girlfriend. Dontcha think it’s a red flag if we go together? Then everyone knows our little secret.” I teased him with a moan.

He groaned aloud and tugged my hair. My spine tingled and I let out a small squeak of pleasure as he kissed my neck again.

“Oh, they probably already know anyway.” he kid. I found that kinda funny.

“Please, Gia? Prom is a week away. Be my date please?” He was using a begging voice. I’ve never had a boy in such a happy mood for me. He continued to kiss my neck and collarbone and I was adoring the attention. He began to reach for my top and I only laughed.

“You gonna fuck me into going with you?” I wondered.

“I prefer the word ‘seduce’ but ‘fuck’ is good, too,” he moaned into my ear and I was ready to give in right then.

I climbed out of his lap and a poked him with a highlighter. “Work now, play later.”

He pouted but I pushed him back on my bed. He lay there, looking up at me with wide eyes but a smug smile. I placed myself atop of him and my hand crept into his shirt. I felt his muscles and shivered from excitement.

His own hands crept down my jeans and he squeezed my ass. I kissed his cheek and thanked God that there were no flies on the wall.

…

I rummaged through my locker trying to find the sweatshirt I left in here yesterday.

After throwing it over my shoulder, I looked into the mirror I had hung in the door. My eyes dropped a little and there were kinda dark circles under them. I whipped out my makeup bag and searched for my concealer and eye liner. I smeared it on with one finger and did my best to cover the dark circles. After doing the best I could with the concealer, I lightly applied the eye liner. It smudged a little but I ignored it. I shut my locker and when I turned, the hallway was empty.

Who knew as to why I was so tired? Maybe from last night?

Chris and I didn’t do anything last night. We just kinda held each other ‘till the sun came up. Chris never actually entered me.

We stayed up all night talking and I fell asleep with prom on my mind. He drove me to school where I met with Jinsu at the main entrance. He embraced me and well what do you know? He asked me to prom.

I told him I’d have an answer by the end of the day. It was 6th period now. I didn’t have much time.

I strode into class just as the bell rang and I hadn’t realized this was the period I had science. Mrs. Tran eyed me and grimaced. “Nice for you to join us, Miss Hernandez.”

I scoffed and slumped in my seat until class was over.

Mid-teaching, Mrs. Tran had to leave the classroom and in the time she was gone, I doodled my name and Chris’ in my notes. The heart was huge and animated with stars and flowers surrounding it. In the middle, I had drew in bubble letters Chris+Gia. When Mrs. Cullen came back she looked pissed and she told us to turn in our papers. I ripped the sheet from my notebook and turned it in. The bell rang for dismissal and I was beyond happy. I also didn’t wanna face Jinsu because I knew he’d want his answer.

“Hey beautiful,” Jin purred in my ear as I leaned against him on the bumper of his car.

“Hey.”

“So…we going to prom or what?” he asked devilishly.

I smiled at him and before I answered, I looked around in search of Chris. He was sitting on the hood of his car, earphones in his ears and he was looking down at his notebook. I sighed and turned my attention back to Jin, who was waiting for a yes.

“You are but I’m not,” I told him honestly and opened the passenger door to his car. He followed me and shut the door in front of him. I glared at him, annoyed.

“Please?” He pleaded in a baby voice.

I pretended to think. “Hmm, no.”

He frowned. “Why not?”

I shrugged. “Why would I? Prom just isn’t…me. Can’t you just come over that night and we can just chill?”

“Gigi, prom is-“

“Prom doesn’t have to be some huge dance, Jin. Why can’t we just make a date at my house?”

He shook his head. He rolled his eyes and gaited towards his side of the car. He slammed the door and we drove in silence.

Why would Jinsu get so pissed about not going to prom?