Innocence is just a lie.

-Emily Rose-

Although Kellin had long since dissapeared somewhere, leaving the front door to slam shut after him. Leaving me sprawled across the couch, exactly where he left me.

I had been so lost in my thoughts I hadn't even put my shirt or bra back on. Yet I wasn't as vulnerable as before, I must of been laying on the plush surface of the sofa when my best friend-Lauren- called me.

Forcing me to join her at her elder brother's(he was in college) party. With my current state I figured a party couldn't hurt right?

With that thought now clouding my mind and replacing the past confusing events, I retreated to a shower and a change of clothes.

-Kellin-

I left after pushing her away. Leaving her a half naked mess on the sofa, the very thought of that turning me on slightly- not leaving her but just knowing that she is at home waiting for me to get back;hopefully still remaining shirtless.

I don't know how it happened but I ended up at my friends party. Already stumbling through the threshold of the door, an after effect of the bar I left.

If I can't take her sober why not get drunk and try again?
Why not find somebody else?

With that swirling in my head I scanned the room looking for somebody better than her- at least in looks, already knowing that nobody could compare.

Thats when I noticed the familiar head of blonde hair, the familiar girl-no woman grinding on a man that wasn't me. And in that moment I felt my cheeks flare up in anger and my hands ball up into tight fists as I marched over to the beautiful woman dressed in the tight black dress and matching heels: the combination of them both making her ivory skin look paler than usual, her already long legs seeming endless and my heart beat thump harder against my chest.

Once my hand wrapped around her upper arm I dragged her out, completely ignoring her drunken slurrs to do otherwise.
I will have to do this now. I have to make her mine. Make her a woman.
I have to.

Notes

Yes or no? Anything I can improve?