“I…”
“Are we going to do this or what?”
“No.”
“What?” He gaped at me.
“I’m not letting you fuck me without a condom.”
“I told you I’m negative.”
“And I’m not going to just take your word for it.”
“Get out if you’re going to waste my time.” He shoved his dick back into his briefs, his dark eyes flashing with anger.
I bent over and grabbed my shirt.
“Gladly,” I muttered. I turned on my heel, yanked the door open, and ran out of his room.
He shouted something, but my heart was pounding too loud for me to hear it.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck.
I hurried down the stairs, pulling on my shirt, and nearly went sprawling in my haste.
Right. Railings and free hands were a good thing on stairs.
Once I was on the main floor, I booked it out of the house and sprinted down the street, my adrenaline pumping and my entire body shaking.
I’d wasted a week of grocery money on a hookup that never happened.
Fuck my fucking life.
I dug out my phone and ordered another Uber. I winced at the price. Another week of eating ramen.
When I had a confirmation, I sat on the curb and leaned back on my hands, staring up at the night sky.
I was such an idiot. An idiot with shit luck.
Why had I thought tonight was a good idea?
I opened Snapchat and sent a message to Dec.
Jules:I hate you and your stupid ideas
His avatar popped up before I could exit out of the chat. The three dots danced on the screen.
Declan:why? what happened?
Jules:just went to a guys place to get my cherry popped and he refused to put a condom on
Declan:what???? tell me you didn’t do it
Jules:of course i didn’t
Declan: remind me again how this is my fault
Jules:you told me to find a rando to fuck and i did and now i have no money for food