Chapter 2: Holly

He kissed my neck as I reached for the bottom of his shirt. The strong smell of beer was on his chest. He told me time and time again that he didn't drink or smoke, for now I let it go, assuming it was one of his friends, I wanted this too bad to say anything.
I pulled his shirt off, pulling his lips away from my neck--suddenly cold. His chest was chiseled and prominent, as any football player would be. I ran my hands along pecks, moaning at the touch. He kissed my cheek, but not the way he usually did. It was more aggressive passionate.
Finally, after three years of hearing about my girlfriends and there boyfriends I was finally going to be able to tell them all off. Sure he offered as soon as we started to go out. I'm not a bad girl, at least when it comes to that sorta stuff. I waited till his birthday, after his first year of college. It would be special, I was sure of it.
His hand reached for my shorts, and I kissed his face. Even with the shirt off he still smelled of beer. No Holly D****T focus. I pulled my hair over my left shoulder and made my way down his neck. I was tempted to bite him, but I figured that would be too kinky for a first time.
GEEZ, Why can't I focus? Something was wrong, but I didn't care. I was going to do this. I was going to have sex.
He pulled me up into his arms, scooping my but so my legs would go around his waste and carried me to his bed. My back fell onto his worn out matters, as he tugged to get my shirt off.
If only the bed was more comfortable, FUCKKK, focus! He kissed my neck and made his way down my chest reaching for the back of my bra strap, before a million reasons about why I wore the bra that I did ran through me head I made my hands reach for his jeans, my hair falling in my face. I was about to brush it off my face but he beat me to it, I smiled as he kissed my forehead.
My friend had introduced us three years ago and I was head over heals since, he took some convincing but he always said I was too hot to say no to. This was really ruining the moment, all this thinking. I couldn't help it. He made me feel happy, I smiled as he kept caressing me.
When his mouth reached my neck once more, it made my whole body moan.
"I love you" I knew I probably shouldn't have said that. Most guys don't like that..especially when there trying to make love, at least I assumed.
"I love you too Romy"
My heart dropped to my stomach. What had he just said? What had he called me...Romy. Not Holly, f*****g ROMY. I was mad my face turned red, and the blood in my veins pulsed faster. I took my hand, curled into a fist, and jabbed him to the right of his jaw.
Ow! Damn that hurt, but I wouldn't let it show. I pulled my shorts and bra back on, not bothering for a shirt.
"What the f**k did you just say?"
"What the hell was that for?" He yelled, holding his hand to his jaw, clenching it from pain.
I took both of my arms and shoved him off onto the floor.
"A*****e, I just asked you, What the f**k did you call me?"
"Holly, I called you Holly"
Was it possible that I was hearing things? That my over thinking caused me to worry so much that I made myself think he said the wrong name. Nope..not likely.
"Who's Romy?"
"Aw Baby, I don't know what your talking about"
"Who..is..Romy" I said as if talking to a demented person. Nice and slow, nice and loud to make sure he heard.
"No one baby"
"F**K"
He admitted it, there was a Romy and he was thinking about her while WE were in bed.
"F**K F**K F**K"
"Come on Baby, don't be like that" He pulled his arms around my shoulders, looking me into the eyes. "I love you"
I could feel I was about to cry. I couldn't, I could never let him see what he had done to me.
He leaned in to kiss me. Oh no, he was definatley not getting off that easy.
"No"
"Baby" he said, almost whining
"Don't you f*****g baby me! Did you sleep with her already?"
"Who?"
What? There was more than one?
"Ok..Let me rephrase that. Have you slept with anyone at all in the past three years?"
His face turned to stone. G-U-I-L-T-Y my head sang. F**k, I hated this.
"Bye"
I grabbed my shirt and headed for the door. He grabbed my wrist spinning me back toward him. Before I could react he pressed me against the wall with his body. His gorgeous body, NO..bad. His lips pressed my neck as he tried to undue my bra again. I slapped him across the face.
"NO"
"Look hun, I didn't f*****g put up with your s**t for three years for nothing. You are going to sleep with me"
"Now" He added
He turned me around as my chest pushed against the wall. F**k this..F**k life.