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Date: 12/25/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

ready to face it. I thought about texting Joe or Belle but figured, with my track record today, it would only make things worse for them. No way I could text Craig or Becca, not with how things must be going for them. Alan and Amanda were busy being amorous and talking to them could only break that up. So there I was, stuck all alone, too terrified to talk to anyone. Oh, happy day. Ten minutes brought no response from Kayla. I sighed and figured she was probably still pissed at me. Great. What else could I fuck up today? I rubbed my face, feeling exhausted without feeling tired. Had to wake up. Had to stay functional or I’d drive myself crazy. I walked to the bathroom and splashed some water on my face, the cold liquid sparking my nerves and jolting me to a slightly higher state of awake. I let the water dribble down my face, streaking my skin and chilling my skin enough to keep me alert. The towel wasn’t necessary; I needed the chill. I looked at myself in the mirror, the haggard, depressed, and sullen-faced guy staring back at me very different than what I normally saw. Part of me was hoping I’d have one of those surreal experiences where the image would come to life and tell me exactly what I needed to do. Sort of a Twilight Zone thing. Okay, yes, it was a stupid thought but I would have grasped at the shadows of straws at this point. As I stared at myself, I noticed some of the water drops had started to slide into my hair. I brushed it away, the wet hair streaking back ... under my finger. My eyes stayed on that wet streak, shiny and unnatural in the rest of my tousled brown hair.I put my finger back up to it, rubbing that spot. What would it be like if a bullet broke through it? I mean, yeah, bullets are fast, but is there like a second that you feel pain before lights-out? I pressed the point of my finger into the wet spot. The pain flared up quickly but I didn’t pull it away. It felt solid but one tiny bullet and this ‘hard’ skull would explode like Styrofoam and splatter brains and blood all over the place…Just like Coach Walburn… The finger dug in harder. What was the last thought in his mind? Was he remembering his family? Hoping that he’d see his son as soon as the bullet did its job? Did his entire life actually flash in front of his eyes? My temple screamed in pain but I didn’t stop pressing. What would be the last thought in my head? Like, if I grabbed a gun right now and shot myself…What would I be thinking about? How I’d fucked everything up? The nasty words I had said to Kayla before leaving? And if my entire life flashed before my eyes, would I get only the good stuff? Or would I have the nasty stuff in there as well? What would it be like for everyone? I know everyone would be really hurt for a while but how quickly would they move on? How would they move on? Would Kayla be able to find another guy? Would Tara have the courage to find the right guy? Joe and Craig…they could probably figure stuff out. Mom and dad…well, they had ...