Chapter 9. What's your status?
I was certain my soul had left my body and came back, what the hell did this man just do to me? I've never felt anything this intense in all my life. I was lying on the couch waiting for my breathing and heart rate to settle down when he got up from the floor and went in the kitchen.
I hadn't realised he had removed his shirt until I saw the tattoo markings on his back as he walked away, he returned with two beers and offered one to me, I was so drained, I couldn't find the strength to even lift my arms so I had him place it on the floor.
He sat down with his back turned to me while resting his head on the couch.
"That was awesome" he said while taking another sip of his beer but I didnt answer. I was too busy feeling so disappointed in myself as the reality of what had happened began to set in.
"How could I have let this happen?.... how could i.... I'm so stupid" I said as I wiped the single shed of tear that made it's way down my face. He turned to look at me
"I know better, I was raised better than this" my voice was thick with remorse.
"Are you being serious right now? He asked while attempting to touch my cheek but I slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch me" I told him angrily
"What's your problem Nicole?" He asked a bit too loud for my comfort.
I sat up and glared at him.
"Dont you dare raise your voice at me!" I yelled back.
"I'm sorry " he whispered and kissed my knuckles.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of baby girl, trust me" he continued.
"Really? I just met you today and I allowed you to fuck me without an ounce of resistance like some desperate whore" I spat out.
"What the fuck could be so funny right now?" I asked in disbelief
"You're getting worked up over nothing baby girl, I know people who waited until marriage to fuck and got divorced within two years and I also know persons who fucked on the first date and are celebrating ten years of marriage right now, so there's basically no rule as to when things should happen, you just gotta go with your gut feeling" he said "And for the record I didnt fuck you if I had you wouldn't have the strength to be getting worked up about nothing right now" he said and took the final gulp of his beer.
"You sound as if you've done this before"
"Yeah, it's my specialty"
"You fucking bastard" I yelled at him
I raised my hand to slap him across his face but his reflex was good and he grabbed my arm before it connected.
"You like violence I see, well I'm not the one and for the record it was a joke" he said and he flung my arm to my side.
"How can you be making jokes right now?" I asked while rubbing my wrist.
"Its called having a sense of humor, you should get some" he barked...
"I apologize" I said quietly
I started drinking my beer in big gulps as I felt thirsty when there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Oh shit.... that must be Kyle" I shrieked "you gotta hide" I said
"You must be outta your God damn mind, I ain't hiding.... why should I hide though, isnt he your best friend's guy?"
"He Is, but I just met you and I dont want him to think I'm a whore"
"Why would he think that .... unless you have other men coming here?" he folded his arms and looked at me suspiciously.
"Don't be ridiculous" I snapped "I've been single for the past 10 months"
Kyle knocked again
"I'll get it" he said
"No way .. you dont live here" I squealed
"So you plan on opening the door in your sleep shirt and no underwear" He said as he pointed to my nakedness.
"Shit.... I forgot you tore my draws off, Okay.... I'll go upstairs and put on a shorts... dont move" I commanded and I ran upstairs.
I wasn't even on the top landing when I heard him opening the door.
'Ofcourse he didnt listen, that stubborn Jackass' I said to myself.
I went to my closet and grabbed the nearest thing I could find, i ended up with a basketball shorts Kimone gave me the first weekend I spent at her parents house. I hugged the garment as flashes of happy moments with my friend came across my mind.
I was brought back to reality when i was startled by a knock on my bedroom door, I turned to see Kyle standing in my doorway.
"Hey you..... sup" he asked.
"I'm good" i replied as I quickly put the shorts on and fixed my shirt.
"Your .... uhhhhh guest let me in" he said while trying hard not to laugh.
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Did you have anything to do with him coming here tonight?"
"Nope" he said with a grin...
"Kyle Matheson dont you dare lie to me"
"Remember he's a doctor at the hospital you were taken to this morning, your address is on file Miss Smarty pants" he said as he headed to his room.
"That bastard" I growled.
I came downstairs to see him still shirtless and watching tv.
"I see you've made yourself at home" I remarked sarcastically
"Yup" he answered without looking at me
"Did you get my address from my file at the hospital?"
"Yup" he replied still not looking at me
"Why?" I asked....
"Cut the crap Nicole, you already know why I did it" he answered sounding annoyed
"You could've asked"
"As if you were gonna give it to me, I asked you for your phone number and you acted as if I had asked you for the winning lottery numbers but I'm to believe you would've somehow given me your address?.....psshh.... yeah right!" He replied in a tight voice.
"Y'all are already sounding like a married couple" Kyle shouted from the top of the stairs and it generated a light moment where we all laughed.
I sat beside him and stared blankly at the tv.
"What's on your mind?" He asked
"Just replaying today's events in my head" I said...
He put his arm around me and kissed my forehead
"I'm sorry about your friend" he whispered
"Its okay, I pray by some miracle there'll be improvements tomorrow"
"We'll see" he replied.
"Why are you single?" He asked after a brief moment.
I was a bit shocked at his question, I wasnt even sure how to answer....
"Why was I single?" I repeated the question while trying to remember what had happened in my last relationship.
"Eyan and I had been together for 2 years when he ended things abruptly, said he wanted to see other people.....I was devastated and told myself I wouldnt do the love thing ever again cause when it goes bad that shit hurts like a motherfucker" I told him
"Oh wow...." he said.
"What about you... what's your status?" I asked in return."
"The truth please" I told him
"Ofcourse......" he said reassuringly
"I'm not single but it's a bit complicated"
"Huh..... What the hell does that mean?"
He thought for a moment and then he turned to face me.....
"Oh shit this cant be good" I whispered.