She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13 - Sex Stories

She is the one - Chapter 19 from jashley13

... knot, making me very aware of cramps in my shoulders, and giving me the feeling like I should have gone to the bathroom before I left my house. If people really do piss themselves out of terror, I understand why now. Don’t do it! the voice in my brain screamed as I walked up the steps to her porch, Don’t say anything about what happened! Just get a kiss then leave! The voice was so insistent that my hand froze before it knocked on the door, hovering in midair as my conscious grappled with itself. Tell her…don’t tell her…secret…no secret…no relationship…breaking up…no more Kayla… Lying to Kayla… I couldn’t lie to her. And when this inevitably got revealed down the line, however long it might be, I would pay way more than I would right now. But Tara was right…maybe, just maybe, Kayla loved me enough to forgive me. Maybe…right away? Probably not but…maybe. I knocked on the door, my bladder and stomach squished together painfully. Footsteps, quick footsteps, grew louder on the other side of the door until it was flung open and Kayla, with a smile on her face that made me feel even worse, stood in the doorway. “Hey, Jack!” she said, leaning in and giving me a kiss. I hesitated before returning it. “Hey,” I said, trying to force a smile on my face. “I am so sorry about last night,” she said, stepping out onto the porch and leaning against me for warmth, “My phone died in the middle of the drive home and traffic sucked! Like, we were bumper-to-bumper for…What’s wrong?” She was ...

... frowning up at me. The distress must have been more obvious than I had originally thought. I could still turn back. Make some excuse. Pretend that… “Kayla,” I said slowly, “There’s…something I need to tell you.” My heart was beating against my chest so hard, I was surprised it wasn’t making a lump in my shirt. “Okay,” Kayla said, confused, “What’s up?” “Do you want a coat or something?” I said, swallowing the sour taste that was creeping into my mouth. “I’ll be fine. What do you need to tell me?” She leaned against the door and looked at me with steady curiosity. Normally, she might tease me a bit more but the way I looked…the way I talked…probably told her this wasn’t joking time. “Kayla…” Shit, the tears were starting to form in my eyes. I brushed at them but it didn’t hold them back. My throat was closing up and I coughed. Shit, I was so scared. “Baby,” she gasped, putting a hand on my shoulder and turning my face up to hers, “What’s wrong?! Are you sick?” Sick… “Kayla…I…” I could feel the tremors stronger, whether they were from sobs or sheer terror, I don’t know. “Jack, if you don’t want to tell me, we can—” “I kissed Tara,” I blurted out. The silence that followed was a million times worse than anything I had experienced so far. A million times more awkward than the silence between Tara and I that morning, a million times more terrifying than the walk over, a million times more painful than when Brad slammed his hands into the sides of my head. I wasn’t even aware of ...