One night's mistake part two

Mar 31, 2008 - 20:57 PM PST

So I have atleast one reader that wants this story to continue, and or me that is enough. Now I actually had more written, and had not realized that somehow only part was posted. So please read part one and comment good or bad.

Part two

“I can’t, you will hate me.”
“I could never hate you.”
Looking up at him with her eyes red and pour over her face, she took a deep breathe and looked at him.
“I made a mistake.” She burbled out.
“What mistake?”
“I drank too much and …I…” unable to finish as the air struggled to stay in her speech.
“What?”
“I slept with some random guy.” moaning as she continued, “Now you think I am a whore!”
Looking at the server about to bring the lunch has asks for their lunch to be boxed up and pays for it.
Walking back to the dorm hold their lunch in one hand and his friend in the other, Allen tries to rush as to not draw attention to the upset girl to his right. Once concealed within the confines of her room, he sits her down on the couch and wraps his arms around her.
“I do not hate you, you are my best friend.”
“But I was going to wait… wait until I was married.” burying her face in his chest.
“I know, I know, but that doesn’t mean that you are a horrible person. You were not in complete control last night, you can’t beat yourself up over this.”
“BUT I DRANK” screaming at him, “I should have known better, I should have cut myself off, I should have said NO!” finishing through a stream of tears.
Holding her tight he rocks her trying to calm her down. “Maybe a shower will make you feeling better.” Allen suggested.
“Yeah…okay.” standing up as Allen got her towel and massive shower basket for her.
“I’ll be here waiting for you and then we can eat lunch.”
“I have to work at two.” she realized wishing it wasn’t so.
“I will call them and let them know that you wont be there.”
“What will you tell them? I don’t want them to know.” Frantically asserting herself wanting the previous night’s mistake to stay a secret.
“I am not going to tell them the truth, I’ll tell them that you took a nasty fall down the stairs or you have food poisoning.”
“Food poisoning, if I had fallen they would be wondering about my absent of bruises or a limp. I am not faking a limp.” She proclaimed.
“I don’t know that might be funny.” Allen proposed. I smile crack on the edge of her mouth. She took her things and left for the bathroom.

* * *

After about forty five minutes of waiting Allen walked down the hall and stood outside the women’s room wondering how he was going to check on her. Not wanting to draw attention to her by asking one of the other girls on the floor to check, but at the same time not wanting to walk in possibly drawing more attention to the matter. He decided to knock, hoping that it was soft enough not to draw wayward observers but loud enough that Karly could hear it. As he raised his hand to tap the door it swung open. Standing there was a wet Karly wrapped in a towel.
“I need to get dressed.” She softly said walking by him to her room.
After a few minutes she opened the door and let him in closing it behind him. Sitting down they opened their cold lunches. She ate only a few bites, trying to hold the tears from bursting. She crawled into bed and looked at him and asked;
“Will you stay with me for the rest of the day?” in a sad whimper that grew into a heartbreaking cry.
“Yes.” He said as he sat next to her and giving her the bear hug that she so desperately wanted right then. He held on to her reassuring that this was not the end. After she could cry no more she fell asleep in his arms. Allen closed his ideas to sleep there with her, so to be there for her, to protect her.

© 2008 Aaron Kuhns