What happened last night?

"Fuck..."

Since she woke up, all she could feel was a pain in her ass and head. Looking around she found herself in a familiar place, which gave her a lot of relief. But she also knew one thing, that this place doesn't belong to her. But instead, it belongs to the person besides her.

She gulped hard when she saw him sleeping beside her, shirtless as the blanket covered him only till his waist. What makes it worse was her being not just shirtless but totally clothless under the blanket.

With a strange feeling of being anxious, which she never felt before, her hold on her blanket got tighter. She couldn't think much or do any reasoning about the situation. Her brain had already started making her feel all the pain from her different body parts.

Getting her little courage she finally looked down at her body under the blanket. The hold on her blanket which was so tight earlier started to lose its strength.

Her whole body was covered with hickeys. She could feel her hair being messed up like a bird's nest. Getting such a view, she also started feeling pain while moving around.

"Fuck me..." She bit her lower lips. She too could get caught in such a situation was something unexpected.

Taking a few deep breaths she calmed herself. By now she had somehow accepted the fact that she lost her virginity in a drunken state of mind. It wasn't a horrifying thing for her but it was a little shocking to her virgin heart.

Slowly turning her head to see the man beside her, she stared at him for a few seconds with inexplicable feelings. She never thought of facing such a day with him this soon. She was very much expectant about it, but not this way. In drunken state. She expected it to be romantic and full of memories. But here she is, completely blank.

However, unknowingly, watching that person's face, she got calmed a lot. "At least we moved somewhere." She murmured slowly.

"Senior." Inhaling deeply she called him with little irritation.

"Hmm?" He mumbled lightly.

"Wake up." She ordered.

"Hmm." He said again as light as a feather.

Not minding if he was in deep sleep or if he could feel her anger, she sternly spoke again. "Emmett wake up right now!"

To her voice, this time Emmett finally woke up from his happy dream. "What... happened Pearl?" He asked along with his sleepy eyes.

Holding her blanket tightly around her chest, she glared at him before asking straightforwardly. "Why am I naked inside the blanket?"

As they both were sharing the same blanket and were also naked together, she somewhere finally felt a little embarrassed or shy.

It was still hard to say if his eyes were open or not, but he didn't forget to answer her. "Because you have no clothes on." He replied plainly.

"..." His ignorance always irks her calm mind.

Right now she wants to be sure of the situation so that she can think of her next move or plan in her life. But Emmett answers, helping her nowhere. Taking a deep breath she spoke. "Answer me correctly please."

"Sigh..." Emmett finally lifted himself from bed and sat up properly for her. Holding the blanket up to his waist, he sat beside her while taking support of the bed headrest. "Don't you remember anything from last night? Anything?" He simply asked.

She shook her head lightly in denial. "What happened... last night?" She asked with a troubled pause.

He saw through her anxiousness. He can count on his fingers only, how many times he had seen her this way. Very rare.

This girl is anything but a normal girl. He never met any woman who could be so cold and lively at the same time for him. Who could be so apathetic even when she woke up naked but still sitting there to do reasoning.

She never showed herself as a scaredy-cat or like a damsel. Neither did she allow anyone to read her emotions. She came for him brazenly every time. She never cared for anyone or for any shame. If she wants him, she wants him. Nothing can stop her.

She was always fearless and strong. But he had seen her some weak points too. And not to say he hates it when she is distressed.

Right now seeing her that way again, he didn't try to play with her and truthfully said.

"We almost had sex."

Hearing that, as if something triggered her, she finally remembered that all the pain she was feeling earlier wasn't because of sex, but because yesterday she fell down the bed and stairs a number of times.

Realizing that, she murmured lightly to herself. "But we didn't... he is right... It's almost." She finally sighed in relief.

Noticing her relaxed face coming up, he felt a little lost too. He definitely didn't want her to feel distressed, but that doesn't mean that he didn't want her to be guilty and responsible to him.

"Hmm almost. Because I stopped you from raping me." He unhurriedly spoke to make her a little baffled again.

Couldn't believe what she heard, she instantly turned to him completely and asked but the uncertainty was still there. "Rap- what?"

"You actually forgot what you had done to me? So irresponsible of you Pearl." Emmett asked with a disheartened look. Rubbing his chest area where a few scratch marks were given by her, he raised his brow with a smug look.

Once knowing that they didn't have sex, Pearl had calmed herself up to some point. However, with those scratches on Emmett and remembering those hickeys on her body, she got confused again.

"Say it away." She said in frustration.

In her dictionary, she never liked to be confused or afraid. But after meeting Emmett, she felt this feeling a number of times already.

Nodding his head, he started counting the events he had with her last night honestly. "Well first you harassed me with wild kisses then you forcefully undressed me. No need to say, that how voluntarily you undressed so that we can have sex as soon as you could. When I tried to stop you, you almost kicked hard on my crotch."

Last night when they came back home he had a big fight with her. Her adamant desire to fuck him was too much for him to hold. He almost not just locked her in the room to stop her from exposing him and her, but he also had to spend his night in the cold bathtub instead with the culprit who made him suffer such pain.

Covering her forehead and eyes with embarrassment, she didn't dare to look up at him.

"Was I too drunk?" She asked.