Right Kind Of Wrong

By the time she comes back out of the bathroom I've managed to work myself up into a small frenzy of worry. Her up and down personality is making me dizzy and I really don't know what's coming next. When she walks out she's standing in a pair of shorts and a long shirt, in her right hand is long shirt that she waves in front of me to take. I do it without asking any questions and follow the path into the bathroom. Once the door's closed I'm freaking out again. I think I'm spending the night, Although I'm going to be wearing clothes. That means nothings going to happen?. Or she likes the flirting before anything happens. What the hell am I thinking. Since when have I had one night stands.

Once I'm standing in her over sized shirt I take a few breaths before I walk back into the bedroom. She's laying on the bed, remote in her hand jumping channels before she can even see what's on.

'What side?............' I point to the left and she moves to the right. Once I'm on the bed she wiggles around till she's comfortable and leaves MTV on. What do I say now?, do I make small talk or do I go to sleep. Do we pray, she's pretty religious. We spend two nights together in the cabin but this is so much different. We're in bed together and I'm freaking out again.

What if I roll over in the middle of the night, what if my hands wander a little to much. Why do I have so many questions all of a sudden.

'You look in pain............'She's staring at me.

'I'm so confused........'I confess to her, her lips twitch into a smile but she quickly hides it.

'I don't think the cure is going to work for you...............'I'm getting it now, she brings up this stupid cure every time I try to be serious with her. She gets me before I get her.

'I don't think it will..............'

'I think your gay............'

'I am...........' A look of joy washes over her face, it's fast but it's there.

'Night Kelly........' She slips under the covers and closes her eyes. I sitting up looking down at her. Complete comfort rests on her face. I soon copy her and lay beside her, I'm fully aware of where I am and who I'm with. Sleep won't come, I know I'm in for a long night.

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Morning not only brings the day light but the insistance of my phone. The first three times I ignore it but when it rings the fourth time I feel Carrie stir beside me and I know I have to answer it before it wakes her.

'What?.....'I bark into the phone.

'That better be bad mood because I interrupted hot sex and not just cause your being snappy with me...........'Oh god my mother said hot sex.

'I can't talk right now......'And I really can't, Carrie's just rolled over and now I can see her face. Every word I've ever learnt has fell right out my head.

'Simon Called.......he would like a word.........' Simon Called. Her voice, the tone gives me a clue that whatever Simon wants isn't a good thing.

'I'll call him........'

'He wants to meet you here...........You've got an hour Kelly.....Don't keep him waiting...........'She hangs up without a good bye and I'm left looking at my phone.

'Your up early..........'Carrie's voice fills the silence and I smile down at her.

'My mother called.........Simon wants me..........'

'Who doesn't want you............'She says lazily and rolls over on her side facing away from me. Simon wants to talk to me and Carrie's flirting. It's only seven in the morning and already my day is so screwed up.