I opened my eyes that morning and oh my god; when I say I had a bad hangover, it's an understatement. My head felt like it was about to explode. I remembered the party the previous night, and Sequin tried to kiss me. Wait a minute, I switch off my phone's alarm and get up. I rush to the bathroom and threw up. Once I was done, I got up and looked in the mirror, my memories from the previous night were very hazy, I just remembered kissing Sequin.

I took a shower as I tried to recall what exactly happened and how I got home, I know I walked home, fell on my bed, fell asleep. No, but before that, Sequin hit me in my balls, yeah, I remember the pain and she was crying. I remember her face. Once I was done showering, I styled my hair, put my clothes on and went for my part time. I had a preparatory exam in the afternoon today.

I cycled to my part-time job, and there, since there weren't a lot of customers that day, I lay back in my chair and tried to recall what exactly happened, she wanted to have sex...ugh, I remember I rejected her, and she asked me why, if I don't feel like it? Then, I said something and she started crying and hit me between my legs.

What the fuck did I say?

"You don't remember?" Glen stared at me as we both stood outside the school, parking our bikes, smoking cigarettes, "You had drunk a lot, and you were going home when she asked you if she could accompany you and you said no. She asked why you were being such an asshole with her, and you said 'I know you slept with Shawn. This is why I don't care about you. She denied it and you said Shawn told it to you himself...if it was alright if he slept with Sequin, because he thought you and her are not serious about each other."

Oh yeah, I remember.
"Why the fuck would she hit me down there for there? It was clearly her fault,"
"Because you said yes to Shawn, that you ain't serious about her. And she can go fuck herself, you don't care. And she got upset that you didn't fight for her,"
"Fight for her? That hoe cheated on me. I ain't fighting for that trash. Fuck that, kanker hoer"

We both kept our phones before the teacher and sat down for the exam. Sequin was thirty minutes, but she came. After the exam, Glen and I were walking to the bicycle stations together, when Sequin stopped us. 

"Wow, you look...different, Sequin," Glen patted my shoulder as he looked at her. She definitely did not shower or brush her hair before coming to school. I think she just got up and came in her pajamas. Damn, she was finally over the high-school fever?
"Fuck off, Glen," She gave an ugly look.
"Okay, damn," He left towards our bicycles.

She looked at me, "I still believe you didn't fight for me,"
"Bro, listen. I know you daddy left. But you need stop finding that in me. I ain't your daddy. I'm not protecting you from assholes. If you want to sleep with other guys, you go do that. Why would I fight them when you gave your consent. We are eighteen now, Sequin. It'd be great if start taking accountability for your own actions. Matter of fact, maybe if you become a bit more mature, you won't have to suck dick for a living, whore,"

She kicked me in my balls, "ARGH!"
All the guys gasped, "Ouch, man, this is the second time in twenty four hours," Glen said.
And she grabbed her bicycle, ran away. "Glen, you asshole. Help me,"
"On it, Mark get some ice,"
"No, you cracker! UGH!" I just got on my knees and feel on the floor, "That bitch! FUCK!"

-To be continued