Chapter 14

Sierra

Shit. It wasn’t a dream. Faris is still in my bed, proving all my wild fantasies from the night before weren’t just incredible dreams. Even the devil sleeps, apparently.

His arms are closed around me a parody of a lover’s embrace and his blonde hair looks even blonder in the room full of early-morning sunshine. His evenly tanned skin, along with that hair, gives him the appearance of a laidback surfer. And that body… No man should have a body like that to match a face like his. It’s just not fair to the rest of the world.

He looks so peaceful, and if everything I remember is real, then he’s probably exhausted. No. No. No. This can’t be happening.

Groaning internally, I rush to the bathroom to pull on my robe. After stepping over all the carnage, I quietly slip into the bathroom in search of a few answers. I gasp when I see the trashcan. One, two, three, four... five condoms? Oh damn. This is bad. So, so bad.

How do I face him now? What were we thinking, beats the hell out of me. I can't imagine that I couldn't hold myself. I tried to but I didn't want to stop. I wanted him even if it was just for the night.

Since I’m in a straight panic and have no idea what to say or do, I decide to shower. Maybe he’ll just leave while I’m in there. But I know him that he won't leave, at least not like this. He would stay to talk it out maybe... I don't know what. I groan in frustration.

The water blasts free from the showerhead, and I stay under it, praying it cleanses me completely from the devil’s

touch that I can’t seem to stop thinking about. I hate him for what had happened in the past and one night of amazingly hot sex doesn’t change that fact.

I swear it’s the longest shower I’ve ever taken, and if he’s still in my bed, I might just scream. I steady my breath, clutch my towel, and push through the door to find him still sleeping. He is a heavy sleeper maybe.

I didn't know what to do so I did what I could have thought at that moment and wore my clothes and left the place. I already paid the bills for the room so I didn't have to pay.

I left a note saying, "Had a great night"

I know I am being coward and might even come out as rude to him, leaving him like that but I can't, I can't face him at least not today. I contemplated if I should leave my number or not but finally decided not to because it might seem like I am interested in continuing this. What happened is fine with me but if it's relationship than I don't think I am up for at least in the near future.

Faris

I woke up to sun shining on my face. The morning brightness waking me up. I got up and sat on the bed, eyes still closed because of over drinking last night. I felt hung over and my head was aching. I roamed my hand on the night stand to get my mobile, it has always been my habit to check my mail early morning from work and start then start out my day with working out. I couldn't find find my mobile or my nightstand.

I panicked and opened my eyes to look around. The bright sun shining from the window onto my face and eyes made me close my eyes due to the brightness. I adjusted my eyes to the brightness and opened my eyes to see that it was not my house, it was the fucking hotel room where we... Everything what had happened yesterday came back to me like scenes in a movie, I remember I was drinking too much then I saw.... Sierra Jane, just the girl I was thinking about and we.. ohhh... my... fucking luck.... I played pool with her and then came to her hotel room....

I can't believe that we actually fucked, it happened so fast that we didn't realized until it happened and I actually fucked her hard all while thinking of fucking her in highschool and finally it happened yesterday.

I was smiling, until I panicked of what had happened because I am not ready for a relationship.

I was afraid to even remember what had happened last night because I was naked and smelling like fucked over and what I saw next gave me a panic attack... no it almost was an heart attack because.... it.... was..... a note lying on the bedside stand. I wonder what she had written on it, I hope we are not in some kind of arrangement. I was so distraught and the killing hangover.

"Had a great night" written on the note.

It has be a dream, I rubbed my eyes and prayed , cursing myself and convincing that it has to be a dream. I blinked my eyes multiple times but it wasn't a dream, it all was real, it was my reality that I can't handle.

I was having the worst headache ever and was still fucking hung over from last night but the way last night's event unfolded, I am in deep trouble. We have not even discussed what happened after that, it was almost like it never happened if it was not for the feelings I have whenever she is around or whenever we are close to each other or whenever she smiles that pretty smile that makes my insides smile. If it were not for those things I would have been pretty sure that there was nothing in between us. I had to talk to her and even after everything that has ever happened in between us we owe it to us that we clear things out and that we can move on in life if there are no feelings from her side.

But.... this what happened last night, I can't even imagine how Sierra will react next, it makes my head ache that much more. I can't even face her, at least not now. It's good that she left leaving a note and not actually waited for talking and clearing things out. It was for the best.

Now is not the time to get involved in a relationship and be all lovey dovey because my music and career are at a point from where I can't get distracted.

Just then phone ranged and it took me out of the thoughts I was in.

"Yeah.." I said in a hoarse voice not even looking who called. I don't know if I was irritated and frustrated because she left or I am happy that she left and I don't have to confront her at least for now.

"Faris, where are you? It is 11:00 in the morning and we don't know where the hell you are on earth," came the barking voice of Tyler from the other side. I removed my phone from hear and kept it aside to let him continue his rant. I know he will tell me what I should do and not for another ten minutes and won't stop before that.

"What happened?" I asked in a calm tone after he was tired of shouting. One thing you should remember is that never stop Tyler when he is shouting and ranting because one is that he never does that unless needed and second he is correct when he does shout or rant. It is indeed needed.

"We have to open tomorrow and there is shifting in the new studio today. So I am asking you once again where the fuck are you and when are we going to jam. Everyone has arrived Fer, we need to practice," be said almost pleading and I am feeling more guilty.

I know how important it is for everyone and yet here I am being irresponsible for my acts and letting the band suffer because of me.

"On my way Ty, see you in an hour," I said cutting off the call and doing the next sane thing.

Without thinking much back and forth and the consequences of what happened and what ever the hell is stored in next... I did next, what I could think of and that is to collect my clothes and get out from there. It was already paid when I went to check out, so I left.

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