My girl Neighbour - S01 E43

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My girl Neighbour - S01 E43

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 43

I felt her hand unbuttoning my dress, and when she did 2 buttons, I felt her other hand going under it. Slowly caressing from my thigh up to my hips.

And when she reached my panties, she started slowly pulling it down and that's when it clicked me.

It's Kate touching me. Kate.

"Oh my god!"

I emerged from her kiss even from her touch. Kate was taken a back to what just happened.

Shock was written all over her face, and confused too.

"Wh-Wha..." she's stuttering which in this situation is very normal.

It just happened so fast.

Just like the kiss and the touching, so fast.

"Im-Im sorry, Kate. I'm really sorry... I just."

I got up and fixed my hair. Kate was so shocked she couldn't even follow me when I walked out.

Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

I walked out the house so quick that I didn't even bother to look back at Kate.

Oh my god, what did I do? What did I fucking do?

I was screaming at my head and didn't notice the people around me. I could hear some of them bidding their goodbye to me but didn't even answer them.

My head is a mess right now.

I walked fast to my car and climbed inside. I am so drunk and couldn't think, I don't even know if I could drive.

I'm so screwed.

I can't go back there and face Kate after what happened.

I could sleep in my car, I guess.

"Ughhhh..." I hit my steering wheel several times.

It's funny I couldn't feel a thing, I thought it will hurt my hand with just a a few hit but it didn't.

I still feel a little dizzy when I started my car.

I hope my parents are already asleep. I'm drunk but I still know that if they see me like this, I'm gonna be in a big trouble. I'm not even 18 yet.

I tried to drive carefully, the last thing I need is to get caught driving with the influence of alcohol.

It's a good thing that there are not much cars in the road. It must be pretty late.

What time is it?

I tried to look for my phone in the car, I don't have a pocket so I'm sure it's not on me.

Shit! Did I left it in the couch? Or in the kitchen? In the floor? Shit! Shit! Shit!

I must've left it there. I don't even remember having my phone the entire night. Where the hell is my phone?

I tried to think harder. The alcohol is making it impossible for me to do so.

I have it when I arrived at the party, and that's it. That's all I remember. Fuck!

I never thought parking my car would be this difficult, and again, I blame the alcohol.

As soon as I'm done, I climbed down my car.

My eyes automatically turned to Emma's parking.

Damn! it's still there. Her boyfriend's car is still there.

I felt a thousand needles poking at my chest repeatedly. And I'm drunk, I shouldn't be feeling this.

Aren't drunk people should feel numb?