Dove
My hands were shaking so hard I wash barely able to splash water onto my face without making my t-shirt wet. My entire body feeling like it was on fire as I paced my bathroom trying to control my breathing. Whenever I looked in the mirror the shame hit me harder, I looked ravaged, thoroughly kissed to an inch of my life.
My hair was slightly messy, my lips swollen and a blush that didn't want to go away on my cheeks. I thought I was dreaming for a second. Had Benecio really kissed me or had a coconut maybe hit my head as I was walking through the trees? Maybe everything was a hallucination. I was trying to convince myself until I heard a knock on my bedroom door.
What if it was Benecio? What if he wanted to talk or some sort of explanation on why I let him kiss me like that? Had I gone mad from heartbreak? It must have been, because I knew for a fact if I was in my right state of mind I would have never allowed it . I would have pulled away the first chance I got.
