One night stand 3

I switched on the tap and took water in my hand. The water was dripping off my hand, I used it to watch my face.

Amber, you are doomed I don't want to leave anymore. I just want to die first. He stole my first kiss and then my virginity. I need to find a way out of here. I smell funny. I need to shower first. I can shower now because someone is in the living room with him.

I rested my head on the door.

"I hope you have talked to the girl." I heard a woman's voice.

"I have talked to her. Don't worry mom, I will bring her to the venue. You don't need to worry." Mason assured.

"Are you sure?" His mom asked.

"Yes." He replied, and I heard the sound of the door.

I was about to turn on the shower when I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

Does he want to bathe with me? 

He has seen my nakedness. What does he want now?

"What are you doing in there? Start bathing already!!" He snapped.

I opened the bathroom closet and took out a soap bar, discovering an expensive soap that smelled good, sniffed it, turned on the shower, and began bathing with his soap.

I finished bathing and used his toothbrush to brush my teeth. As I walked, I took a white towel from the closet and tied it around my chest. 

And walked out of the room. I saw him sitting on the bed. He was wearing his boxers and there was a pink gown on the bed. 

He looked at me with a disgusted look and walked closer to me,

"I don't want you to tell anyone about this." He muttered, 

"I won't," I replied.

He grabbed the pink gown from the bed and paused as he saw the bloodstain on the bed.

"Are you a virgin?" He asked bluntly.

I became embarrassed and looked down. I didn't answer him.

He grabbed my hand and put the pink gown in my hand. I felt a tingling sensation as our hand touched.

"I don't know how all this happened, but I think it's my fault." He stated and strolled into the bathroom.

Is he feeling guilty? If then he should apologize to me, where the heck is my phone? I picked my skirt up off the floor and put my hand in the pocket, but it was empty when I remembered that he had destroyed it yesterday.

My headache hasn't gone away. I held my head and started putting on the gown. The gown was a close fit, not the kind of clothes I normally wear. It has two openings in the arm. I don't want to wear it, but what choice do I have?

My eyes drifted to a glass of water and medicine that was on top of a drawer at the side of the bed. I walked over to it and grabbed it. I took two tablets of the medicine and drank it.