Inspiring Girl Author's Stories

Don't you remember?

2008-03-27T19:39:11Z

Derek smirked, “Darn, I see you found your clothes. Obviously I didn’t hide them good enough.”

I faked a laugh, “Ha ha Derek. But seriously, where are we?”
I asked, gazing around the room, it seemed familier yet different at the same time.

“What? You don’t reconize the place? We spent many a hour’s curled up on that bed,” He gestured with his head towards the bed that Tori had just waken up on. “And we also did other things on that bed, hint hint nudge nude.” Derek winked, a sly smile creeping onto his face.

Tori glanced around the room. Maybe that’s why it had looked familier. But still, it was hardly how she remembered it. It actually was tidy, for once. Tori rememberd the times in which she had spent with Derek, the place was always a mess. But then again, she hadn’t really cared at the time, she had alway been-like Derek said-busy doing other things.
“Why’s it so clean? have you had a girl around here?” Tori asked.

Derek laughed, “No one but you has been into my humble abode.”

Confused

2008-03-26T03:54:07Z

Derek. My ex-boyfriend, who left me to go to Vegas. The one who broke up with me because I ‘wasn’t right for him’. Then I let him take advantage of my drunk self. Violating rights, that I normally wouldn’t hand out like presents at Christmas time.

I sighed. On the one hand, I hated him for taking advantage of me, coming back after all this time and just assume that I would take him back. And then on the other hand I realized that I had enjoyed him. I liked having him back, and part of me was happy about what happened last night. I sighed once more, wishing my life could be easier.

I was just slipping my shirt on when I heard the door open, “Are you decent?” A voice asked, It was Derek, I could tell instantly.

“Just hold on,” I struggled to put the rest of my shirt over my head, “OK.” I replied, and turned around to face him as he walked through the door.

Night after the party

2008-03-26T03:24:14Z

I woke up with my head pounding even more then It had the night before. I opened my eyes part way and shut them fast, the sun shone through a window directly across from me, adding to my headache.

I looked down, and realized I was in a unusual bed. I was kind of dressed, I had my bra and thong on, yet it felt like I was naked. I was in a unusual bed, with a major headache and I was only partially dressed.

I glanced over at an alarm clock that was on a side table next to me, I swept my long strawberry blond hair out of my face and read the time: 11:05. Damn, I’d slept in.

I crept out of bed, and searched around the room for my clothes. I found them laid out on a couch across from the bed. I quickly slipped on my black skinny jeans, that now reeked of smoke and alcohol. I cringed, remembering what happened last night. The party; drinking, smoking, dancing-and Derek.

Tell me the truth

2008-03-25T04:03:20Z

Derek smiled, clearly relieved of what I had said. He smiled one of his classic, cocky smiles and pulled me into a passionate embrace. I let myself be kissed by him. Even though part of me wanted to scream out and hit him for leaving me in the first place. What makes him think he can come back here and act like he never left?

Derek seemed to sense my hesitation. “Tori?” He whispered in my ear. His hot breath in my ear sent shivers down my spine.

I broke away from him, and looked him straight in his eyes. “Derek-I just can’t get over how unreal this is. Last time I saw you, you were just telling me I wasn’t ‘right’ for you. And now you’re here, sitting next to me. And it just doesn’t make sense.”

Derek sighed, as if he was hoping I wasn’t going to ask him that. “Look, Tori, there is some stuff I did that I regret. Leaving you is one of them. And right now I can’t tell you exactly why I did that, but you just have to trust me.” And with that, he pushed me back on the bed and we made sweet sweet love.

Come back to me

2008-03-22T04:23:57Z

Derek was persistent however, he moved his arm to my waist once more. If I wasn’t hammered I would slap him, but all I really felt like doing was sleeping, so I let him lead me to a empty guest bedroom.

“Derek. What are you doing? Last time you saw me you told me I wasn’t right for you. And now you arrive at Haylie’s party and lead me to a bedroom. Why are you so confusing?” I asked, it took a lot of effort for me to talk.

Derek brushed a strand of mahogany brown hair from his face and sat me down next to him on the bed. “Tori, I made a mistake before. I didn’t really know what I wanted, but now I know that you are perfect for me. Don’t you want me back?” He asked, his brown eyes searching my face for a answer.

I was speechless, I must admit. When Derek left me to go to Vegas I was crushed. He was my first love, the one I wanted to spend me life with. And now he was asking for me to come back to him. I sighed, and leaned into him, “Of course I want you back you fool.”

Long time no see

2008-03-22T04:14:32Z

My head pounded due to the music blaring out of the surround sound system. People milled around on the dance floor; some dancing, some chatting and some leading their partners away to the bedrooms. And then there was the few people (myself included) who were to busy drinking to dance.
I took another sip of vodka, and I immediately regretted it when my head started to spin. I grabbed hold of the stair banister, steadying myself.
A pair of hands wrapped themselves around my waist. I turned around and found myself staring into a pair of big brown eyes.
“Derek?” I questioned.
“Well, look who it is! Tori Davine. How long has it been? A good year I’d say.” Derek smirked, he let go of my waist only to put his arm around my shoulder and lead me down the hall.
“What the hell are you doing here Derek? Last time I saw you, you were heading off to Vegas to try your hand at gambling. Did that not work out?” I shoved his arm away from me, and wrapped my arms around myself, as if I had my own special barrier.

Moving On-Chapter 2

2008-03-21T01:16:17Z

It had been one month, three days, and six hours since I last saw her. But who’s counting? I still remember the last words she told me; ” I took some pills Nick..”. Those were the words that haunt me to this very day.
If only I could have been there for her, I was her best friend and yet I didn’t see it coming. I knew she loved Jake, and she was crushed when he left her for that slut Chanel. What’s wrong with guys, I mean, I’m a guy but I would never do that to a girl who I had been dating since grade ten.
It had only been a week since he broke her heart, one week and yet I thought she was ok. We talked on the phone and she never mentioned it. If I brought it up then she changed the subject. I was so oblivious to her pain. Yet if I had looked deeper inside her would I have noticed the scars he left on her broken heart?
It makes me wonder, if I deserved her. She was there for me when I needed it, when my dog died, when my dad left us, and yet I didn’t even know she was contemplating killing herself.

Moving on

2008-03-20T04:00:40Z

I held her close while she cried. Even while crying she looked adorable. I turned her face towards me, and looked into her eyes. I gently brushed the tears that were streaming down her soft cheeks.
“Please stop crying Kat.” I begged. “Please don’t, tell me what’s wrong. You can trust me.” It broke my heart to see her so distraught.
“What if I told you I did something that can’t be erased?” She questioned, her gaze held mine and I saw a glimpse of fear in her eyes.
I softened, “What, Kat? What did you do?”
Kat sighed, “I took some pills. I swallowed some pills Nick, I didn’t mean to do it. I was so upset over Jake breaking up with me. I just-wanted the pain to end. I couldn’t handle it, I took a full bottle of Advil and Tylenol. I didn’t mean to Nick, really I didn’t!”
I didn’t understand at first. Then it hit me,”No Kat. Please no. Tell me you didn’t, tell me your joking!” I cried, and I cried and held her even in the ambulance to the hospital. And I was still holding her the moment she died.