My One And Only

My head was hurting so damn bad that I felt like to stay back and keep resting wherever I was resting.

But then the events of yesternight came rushing in my mind like a tornado and I rose up in lightning speed, the cold air hitting my skin in a speedy strike which made me look down to discover that I was not wearing a damn piece of cloth.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

I was naked, the white sheet resting on my waist. I quickly tried to pull it back up to cover my nude figure only to find an arm brushing over my back that made me freeze on my spot.

I turned sideways to see a man and my breathing bid me farewell for good. He was naked too in his upper half, the lower half was covered by the same sheet as mine.

I did not know what had happened to me to be in a situation like that for I had no memory except for Josh’s face humiliating me at the party and me rushing out of there. After that, there was nothing that I remembered.

I was having all kind of disturbing thoughts and I felt like maybe I had done the deed with this unknown stranger in my drunkard mind.

Or else my nudity and the man’s nudity could not be defined. I had given up on my virtue too unknowingly to an unknown stranger and that too when I was drunk and out of my mind.

Ever since the death of my parents, nothing was going or happening right. But after what I heard from Josh, I did not want to think about them at all. They had left me with nothing.

I very slowly got out of the bed, trying to not make even the tiniest of the sound so that I did not wake this strange man up.

My half torn dress was laid on the sofa chair nearby and there was no way I could be walking out of here wearing that.

My gazes fell upon the huge walk-in closet to the right and it stroke to my mind of why not just to burrow a few of the stranger’s clothes so that I could be out of here before he woke up.

So without wasting any further time, I tiptoed way to there and slipped in a white plain shirt which was way bigger for my size but it really did not matter at that moment. I thrashed the shirt into the oversized pyjama pant and tied my hairs in a messy bun.

I looked like a damn mess but the beggar could not be choosers so I had to be satisfied with whatever I had.

I was not used to stealing and so I left a message for the man that I would return his clothes someday but at the moment I had no choice but to burrow his as I could not walk out with mines.

Once I was satisfied with the letter, I kept it on his study table which had a laptop, mobile, some files so I figured out that to be the place where he must work.

Very carefully without giving one last glance at the stranger’s face, I clicked open the door and walled out.

The moment I stepped out, a delicious food smell hit my nose and that was when I realized how hungry I was. My stomach was grumbling, crying cats and dogs for even a grain of food to grace it with its presence.

I was very well aware that I was in a stranger’s house and I had no knowledge of the exit and entry path yet but nevertheless I let my feet follow the smell.

When I got down the stairs, I was greeted by a large white hall that was even bigger than the one we used to have. Workers running around in their dress.

I was reminded of how my life was before all these happened. A lone tear poured out of my eyes as I could not help but cry inside for not being able to cry out on the outside, screaming and cursing.

“Madam, the breakfast is ready. ”

I was drowned out of my thought land when I heard the woman standing beside me in her black and white uniform asking me politely whatever she asked before.

She had to be the maid and she was thanking me as some guest of course for calling me ma’am and then asking for breakfast.

I did not know if I should correct her or not or just play along and at least have a few bites of the delicious food before heading out of this place.

The idea seemed great so I followed the lady as she walked ahead of me, leading us to the dining hall and my eyes brightened up at the sight of all the food served so decoratively on the table.

She pulled the chair for me and I sat down hesitantly, my stomach was grumbling so hard that I did not wait for her to make a separate plate for me.

I grabbed one croissant from the basket and dipped it on the bowl of white meionise before giving it a good bite without any care of how that made me look.

I completed the croissant very quickly and stuffed two of them in my pant pocket. The maids were looking at my moves strangely but I had no care.

I knew that could not wait any more here. What if the stranger woke up and saw me?? I was in no way ready to face him after what we did last night.

So once done, I thanked the woman who bought me into the dining hall and let myself out after asking her about the exit way of course.

I was out within minutes and breathed in relief after finally getting away from an unknown place, where I lost my virtue to an unknown stranger.

There was nothing anymore for me to lose…