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Chapter 62: DAMON POV

DAMON POV


I hadn’t been this drunk in forever. The strange room that I was in spun like a cyclone and my body buzzed all over. Where the hell am I anyway? I knew I was in the dorms, but which dorm, I had no idea. Colored lights of purple, blue, and yellow flashed through the room with the beat of the music.


There were other people in the room but I didn’t recognize a single one of them or how many were here. The music was so loud that I could hardly think straight and I just wanted to get the hell out.


I pushed up from my spot on the bed but someone grabbed my arm and stopped me.


“Hey, you okay?” The girl purred into my ear as she pressed her perky breasts against me.


I knew that voice. Who the fuck was she? Squinting, I turned to look at her as she went from two people to one. Patsy. Fuck me, how did I get here?


“I gotta go, Patsy,” I slurred out as I tried to scoot from the bed again.


“Or, you could stay?” She slid her hand up my shirt and trailed her nails over my abdomen.


I gripped her wrist and tried to stop her. “I really gotta go.” I shouldn’t have been here in the first place. What the fuck, man?


“Where do you think you’re going? We’re not done with you yet, Damon Carmichael.”


I looked up and saw a chick in only panties standing in front of me. Her breasts were right there in my face and I tried to blink like crazy. There’s no way I’m seeing this, right?


Patsy pulled me down as the other girl climbed onto my lap. Her hands slid up my shirt as Patsy helped her remove it. I felt like I had zero control over my body. Why the hell did I drink so damn much?


“Hey!” I shot up when the girl shoved her hand down my jeans and grabbed my dick.


“It’s okay, Damon, you wanted this, remember?” Patsy purred into my ear.


“The fuck I did! Get the fuck off of me!” I pushed at them but they kept tugging at me until I was left in only my briefs.


“See? You like it.” The girl I didn’t know was back on top of me as she moved over my dick.


I bit my bottom lip and tried to force my growing erection away. How the fuck am I getting hard when I was this drunk? And how the fuck did I get into this situation?


Patsy reached into my briefs and tugged my dick out before she stroked me. Fuck, okay, this did feel good, but it was so fucking wrong.


With all the strength I could find, I shoved them both away from me and finally got off of the bed. My head began to spin and I couldn’t see my clothes, but fuck it. I just want to get the hell out of here.


I ran from the room as fast as I could and ran until I was outside. But that’s when I noticed I wasn’t on campus after all. Where the fuck was I?! I looked up and down the street but didn’t recognize a single thing.


Fuck! Why did I get so drunk?!


People walked by and glared at me, but none of them helped me. Real fucking nice. Seriously, where the hell was I?


I went to reach for my phone when I realized I was only in my briefs and cursed beneath my breath.


“Okay, calm down, man.” I looked at a guy walking by and flagged him down. “I know what this might look like, but I’m a student at the U here. Can I please use your phone?”


He looked at me like I was a crackhead and veered around me like I had the plague. What the hell was wrong with people?


“Damon?”


Yes! Someone knew my name! I was saved!


But when I turned around and saw Taylor, I felt my blood run cold. I stood there in my briefs in the middle of… wherever the fuck I am, and she was judging me with her gaze. Fucking great!


“Um, hey,” I croaked as I ran one hand through my hair and covered my package with the other.


“What the hell are you doing out here? In your briefs!”


“I, um,” I scratched the back of my neck when I realized I couldn’t answer her honestly. I didn’t remember how I got here.


“Damon!” Another voice shouted as I turned and saw Patsy running toward me in a dark red, silk robe.


I turned back to Taylor and saw how angry she looked. Fuck, I’m literally stuck between a rock and a hard place right now, and it was all my fault.


A/N: LOL, I couldn't resist. Damon running through the street in just his briefs is priceless... and probably sexy, am I right?

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