It all started on prom night

WHAT A SURPRISE¡

A week later, I think I was developing an affection, ohh f**k that. I think I was sick or something, but I found myself fantasizing a lot about the Irish Prince. I guess that I was warming up to the guy.

Saturday night, William and I were sitting at the dining table waiting for our mom. Yes, she's both our mom now. Anyway, she said she had a surprise for us, so we should wait for her and we were hungry and drooling, looking at the delicious food I prepared. William doesn't know how to cook, so I will make it my priority to teach him five dishes before he goes back to his town.

"Do you know what surprise mom was talking about?". William asked.

"I do have some interesting ideas," I answered.

"Please share". He said, intrigued.

"She could have offered to babysit a dog from Canada, or maybe she finally realized that she's not mentally stable?". I answered with a serious face, and William looked at me like I was losing my mind. I might have warmed up to the idea of him around the house, but it still shocks me when I talk or think about how he can live with us.

"Why are you always acting like this?". He asked with a pitiful look, f**k! I don't want to cry.

My father is not dead, and he's just living cities away from me. He did not abandon me. He just wanted to get away from Mom. I repeated the same thing in my mind until I was able to face William with my signature look, which was expressionless.

"What are you talking about?". I asked him, giving him a look that dared him to ask what he just asked and see what I'm made of.

"Were you.. What made.. Who hur... Why do you hate the guy Nial at school?". He asked, changing the subject. Thank god, but just thinking about that fool makes me mad. He's the reason I'm still a virgin.

"Ohh, My God! Don't even start with that one. Let me tell you about the part where I had eczema last year and couldn't attend school for a week. Then boom, on a Friday night, I woke up because of a lot of noise. My mom was still at work, so I left my bedroom and found the whole school dancing, drinking, and making out inside my house?". I answered with utter disbelief.

" Ohh, my God! How did they get inside? William asked, shocked.

" Well, I dated him for three weeks, and we broke up. I found out that he was banging Stacy behind my back. The little nuisance said he was going to wait until I was ready, then when I was ready, I went into his house and found him buried on Stacy's arse!". I answered, and William gasped. He didn't say anything for a while, but he seemed to think deeply. He couldn't possibly imagine the sitting on the face part, could he? I decided to proceed with my story.

"He made posters saying that I was throwing a party and people had to bring their booze, so everyone arrived locked and loaded," I answered, scowling, and William chuckled.

" I hate him". I muttered, cursing under my breath.

" Yeah, I hear you, but look on the bright side. Even though he said you had herpes, students still came to your party". William said, trying to cheer me out, but it wasn't working since I didn't plan on throwing the party in the first place.

" Yeah.. But some are still scared to be near me. I even lost my other boyfriend because of him". I answered, glaring at the table.

"Aww, you'll get a new one." Said William in a baby voice.

"Probably with real herpes," I uttered.

"Yes, in that way, you would get herpes. See, that's amazing." He said, faking excitement, but his face was screaming horror.

"Well, what teenager wouldn't like to get herpes?". I asked with a hint of sarcasm.

"Can you please stop saying the word? It just doesn't get any better." He said, moaning with disgust.

"Ohh, please don't tell me you have herpes, too," I said, looking at him with a side eye

"Eww, no! The word is just awful, and thinking about it doesn't make things any easier". He answered, frowning.

I hesitated to tell him about my first attempt at having s*x with Nial, but it didn't go well. I'm still trying to figure out if I was at fault or if he was at fault, but one of us has got to be responsible for our miserable attempt.

We planned everything, and when the day arrived, everything went accordingly, but someone left me with many questions.

Kissing was great, but that was until he got on top of me. Oh yes, we were both naked and watched a lot of videos. I got a lot of excellent and scary pieces of advice from my best friends, but all of them helped.

My god! I didn't even have time to close my eyes and savor the moment, let alone blink. I only breathed in, and then, poof, he was done. I started to regret trying it in the first place because I didn't get what the hype was about. From that day to me, s*x was just a fucken bullshit misleading people into thinking it was great. There was nothing extraordinary about what I had just experienced.

I felt him poking around my entrance for a while, and sometime later, he managed to find the entrance. With only a thrust, he was fucken done! Done! Like he fell off me and then lay on his back, all sweating and panting. I only felt the tip poking me very hard and nothing else. Fucken Nial and Fucken s*x.

Almost an hour later, Mom came in, and like happy little kids, we ran to the door to welcome her, but she was not alone. She was accompanied by a... very tall, well-groomed gentleman and how did she find him and what is he doing here because he is not the king as in Prince William's father, unless it's an uncle or something because I have never seen such a jawline and prominent cheeks bones, ohh wait I have never paid attention to any older guys before, I just pass them like I don't see anyone but this one, with just his long strides, they screamed 'look at me I'm dominant and confident so bow when you talk to me.' If this guy would say he's the king, I wouldn't second guess him, unlike the little wanna-be of a prince next to me.

"Ohh wow, hello, guys." She said, Smiling widely as we each gave her a bear hug, ignoring the hunk behind her.

"Where have you been? We have been waiting for you. The food is already cold." Said William, scolding my mom; let me tell you, it was entertaining watching the shock and disbelief on her face, but then, of course, it's her little lovey-dovey. She smiled again before answering him. If it were me, I would be sent to my room with no supper, no cellphone, no iPad, no laptop, just me and the bed.

"I'm sorry, guy, I got held up. This is Mark Stewart, my husband. Mark, these are the two companions I told you about, William and Nadia." She said, introducing us.

Mark smiled warmly at us, William smiled and hugged him, and I stood there with nothing running in my mind, with no emotion, standing in front of them until they started fading into the background.