Midnight Romance 3
I ran right through the house and out the front door as fast as I could not stopping for anyone or anything. I ran home with tears still streaming down my face and smearing my make-up, but I didn’t care I was hurt beyond belief. I ran right through the front door, not caring whether my parents saw me, or not. My parents did see, but barely because I was running at such a speed. My mother stood and yelled, “Samantha Perry where were you.” I saw and heard her but did not care I carried right on through to by bedroom, with tears still pouring down my face. Once I got to my bedroom, I ran right onto my bed and through myself into it, not closing my door or anything. Of course, my mother came in right after and went and sat down on my bed next to me. I told her to get out but she said that she wouldn’t leave until I told her what had happened between me and Michael.
She rubbed my back until I calmed down and once I did, I told her everything from that night. She told me it was okay and that I would be fine, but I didn’t believe one thing, because I knew I wasn’t going to be, for I loved him more than any other girl would. I cried myself to sleep that night, and I will never forget the events that happened that night.
The next day I stayed in bed until 3:00 pm and I wondered around aimlessly the rest of the day. At 11 pm I was ready for bed when my mom came into my room and told me I needed to get over him. I told her in a very stern tone that I loved him and I will never get over him. She told me to grow up, and that it was over, I told her NO and with that I got up, got dressed and downstairs and outside.
Once I was outside I ran back to Michael’s house and knocked again on the front door. Michael answered and once I saw him, I don’t know what came over me, but I went right up to him and wrapped my arms around him and cried. While I was crying I spat out a few words. With tears streaming down my face, he asked me what was wrong. I told him nothing and just that I was so sorry. He said he was sorry too, and I asked him if I could come in and up to his room. He said, “Yeah, sure I would love that. We went up stairs and once upstairs, he pulled me close to him and kissed me so very tenderly on the lips. I loved it.
We had the best sex ever, and when I woke up and I used his phone and called my parents and told them I was okay and that I had just spent the night at Michael’s. She gave a sigh of relief and told me that was great that we had gotten back together than said I could come whenever. I hung up and crawled right back into bed with him and kissed him tenderly. He looked over at me and said, “ Babe, I am so glad you came to my house last night. Oh, yah and I think we should get up and get dressed cause baby, I smell bacon and pancakes.” I laughed and said, “Oh Michael, I am glad too.”
