21 comments/ 36755 views/ 12 favorites In Your Wildest Dreams By: LilMami07 Hello guys. This is something I thought of and wanted to put it out there to see what you think. I greatly appreciate comments, ratings, and feedback. Love you guys :) Kerina laid in bed, her onyx tresses were scattered about her pillow, and her sheets were disarray, thanks to the tossing this way and turning that way. Much like she'd done the previous nights. This was her new routine. She had been doing this every restless night. Ever since she walked in on her roommate, she found it impossible to concentrate on things, and being around him caused her brown cheeks to flush in embarrassment. Brantley and Kerina had been living as roommates for almost a year. Her and her previous roommate had gotten into a dispute over bills and rules. Coming home to find the apartment filled with thick smoke, empty beer bottles, and strangers wasn't her thing. The stranger she found splayed across her bed topped it for her. Homegirl had to go. Kerina placed an ad in the local newspaper. A few weeks later, Brantley Joyner was her new roomie. Kerina sized him up when she first saw him. He was cute. He had piercing grey eyes and dark brown tousled hair. He wasn't skinny, but he wasn't beasty either. Somewhere in the middle. He seemed a little coy at first, but as the months went by, he opened up more. She was hesitant about having a male roommate at first, but his easy-going personality and demeanor put her at ease. He was easier to live with than her other bitchy roommate. The two had their own schedules, and it worked for them. Kerina had morning classes and worked along side her sister at the daycare, usually getting home at around six. Brantley wasn't a morning person, so he had afternoon classes and worked late at Lowe's. Their paths hardly ever crossed, except weekends, school breaks, and days off from work. ******** Brantley breathed a sigh of relief and inhaled a breath of smoke when he found out he didn't have to work. Someone was behind on hours and wanted to pick up a few extra shifts. Instead of going to work, after school he went home and straight into his bedroom. Kerr wasn't home so he could blast his music as loud as he wanted. He like Kerr, but sometimes she was wound a bit too tight. Other than that, she was a down-to-earth kind of girl, and not bad on the eyes. With the loose curls she always seemed to wear, large brown eyes, and full lips, she was cute. And she wasn't a drama queen like some other girls he knew. She was pretty cool. Brantley laid back on the bed and blinked. It was the longest blink he had ever taken in his life. When he woke up, he called up a few buddies to go out and grab a few beers. He gathered some clothes and headed to the bathroom to shower. ******** Kerina was tired. She had two tests and some kids at the daycare thought it would be fun to chase each other around throwing macaroni noodles and glitter at one another. Damn kids. She wanted to relax. To soak away all her worries, surrounded in countless soapy bubbles and foam. She went to her room to grab her robe and undies. With a handful of lotions, body sprays, and body wash, she walked towards the bathroom. She thought she had heard the shower running earlier, but it was probably mind playing tricks on her. She was so tired. She sighed and opened the door. Brantley stood there naked as the day he was born, as water droplets rolled down his toned body. She didn't know how long she stood there, but she couldn't walk away. Couldn't look away. "Oh shit" he said when he saw the door push open. "Sorry" she squeaked out quietly. Snapping out of her trance, she dropped everything she held onto the floor in an attempt to shield his naked body from her view. She slowly backed out. ******** That night. That fateful night was the cause of her restless nights. She couldn't get that image out of her head. "Warm weather" she tried to convince herself. She stripped out of her shorts, which left her in her black boy brief panties. Her nipples strained against the fabric of her flimsy top despite the temperature. She didn't remember falling asleep. She never did, but before long, she was dreaming. In her dream, Brantley was propped on his elbows above her, twirling and teasing each pebbled brown bud that topped her breasts with his all too skilled tongue. He gently bit and sucked each one, eliciting soft whimpers from Kerina. He continued his assault on her nipples before positioning himself at her soaked entrance. She writhed and moaned under him as he pummeled in and out of her merciless. She felt her walls clench and before long, she was milking him for all he had. "Brant" she cried and moaned loudly. He didn't say anything. He never did, He was always silent. He rolled over and tucked her at his side. She threw her arm and leg over his naked body, and everything went dark. When she awoke, she was in her black boy brief panties and flimsy top, and she was snuggled up against her large pillow with her arm and leg draped over it. She'd been waking up like that almost every night since she'd walked in on him. Sometimes she was dressed, and sometimes she was naked. Sometimes she woke up with her fingers buried in her slick folds. Always in the dark. Always confused. Always satisfied. The dreams were always so vivid and clear. And real. She pulled the sheets up over her body, and held them close. They smelled funny. Like cigarettes? Darkness came over her and she drifted back to sleep. ******** Kerina was pouring herself a bowl of cereal when he walked in. "Morning Kerr Bear" he said dragging into the kitchen. "Morning." Silence. Ahh...Saturdays. "You're up early." His eyes were red and he looked tired, like he had been up all night. He was shirtless and wore a pair of athletic pants that hanged low on his hips, putting the sexy v of his pelvis on display. "I couldn't really sleep." "Tell me about it" she mumbled to herself. "So what are your plans for today?" "I don't know. Loaf around." Things weren't as awkward between the two as she thought they would be. She'd apologized many times and he told her not to. It wasn't her fault. "It's water under the bridge, Kerr Bear" he would say. "What are you doing today?" "I have some studying to do. Business class is kicking my ass, and I have a cumulative test Monday." "Sounds fun" he joked. "Oh loads of it" she laughed. "Well good luck with that. I'll stay outta your way." "Thanks Brant." ******** The words on the page started blurring together. She decided to take a nap. Right there in the kitchen, on the kitchen table, inside her textbook. Maybe she'd learn more through osmosis. "I thought you were gonna stay out of my way" she joked when Brantley entered the kitchen. He said nothing. "Brant?" Nothing. "Oh." Realization hit her. She was dreaming. He walked over to her and grabbed her hand, leading her into the living room. He sat down on the couch and made her straddle him. She felt his warm hands travel up her torso and grab a handful of her fleshy breasts. He kissed her and he tasted like cigarettes and mints. He helped her out of her shirt and bra, and began to lick her hardened nipples. She grabbed his head and pushed him further into her chests, allowing him to take in more of her... Kerina woke up on the couch. She looked around confused. "I thought I fell asleep at the kitchen table" she said out loud. In Your Wildest Dreams Ch. 02 Hi guys. Here's chapter two of In Your Wildest Dreams. Don't forget to comment, email, and vote. Tell me what I'm doing right, and tell me what I'm doing wrong. Love you guys. **lilmami07** ********** "Weird..." Kerina said aloud. "Brant!" "Yea?" he called out from his bedroom. "How did I end up on the sofa?" she asked standing in front of the couch, motioning. "I fell asleep at the table I thought," she pondered. She was so confused. Had she sleepwalked? Brantley slowly exited his room and joined her in the living room. He examined her confused face. Her brows were furrowed and her lips were pursed together in a firm line. Those lips. He smiled. "Well, you looked very uncomfortable slumped over at the kitchen table like that, Kerr Bear. You could've got a crook in your neck or something. I walked you to the couch. I know I said I wouldn't bother you, but...I couldn't resist," he finished with a wicked grin. It kind of crept her out and turned her on all at the same time. Those damn dreams. He led her to the couch in her dream too...right before he stripped her of her clothes. Kerina couldn't explain it. "Kerr, you okay?" he asked interrupting her thoughts. "Huh? Oh yea. I'm okay. I'm just...I don't know," she sighed. "You think too much," he laughed. "Let's go somewhere. Hangout or something." "I can't. I really have to study." "Take a break. You deserve it. You work that ass of yours off. Come on. Just the two of us. I mean we hardly see each other with our schedules. It should be fun." Kerina thought about it. She looked up and into his smoky gray eyes and at his tousled brown hair, and smiled. She did need a break. What harm could it do? "Okay. Where are we going?" "Great," he said with a loud clap. "Anywhere." "Well there's this little club downtown I've been dying to go to. Club Ice. Wanna go there?" "I'm down," he said absentmindedly. "Good." "Good. Now get your ass in gear, pretty girl. We have date later on tonight," he said smacking her ass. ********** "Ahh shit," Brantley sighed as he rubbed his hands down his face. He had taken a nap... fuck that, he went to sleep, and now it was time to get ready. He dragged himself off his bed and into the bathroom. "A few drinks with the source of my wet dreams should be fun," Kerina thought as she flat-ironed her dark hair. She figured it would frizz out over time so she put a few pins in it to keep it in place. "Perfect." She didn't want to dress up too much, but she'd heard about the place. It was very diverse and played lots of different music and harbored many different people. She decided to be a little rockish. She decided to wear a bright pink tube top and a short tutu skirt she'd fell in love with at the Hot Topic store in the mall. She topped her outfit off with some pink Converse's and earrings. She walked out into the living room and waited for Brantley to finish getting dressed. His shower was quick and he was heading back to his bedroom in nothing but a white towel wrapped loosely around his waist, when he saw Kerina on the couch. "You need to get dressed," Kerina teased while looking at him, trying to keep her eyes from wandering lower. He was practically naked. "I am. I just had to take a shower. You move fast. You weren't there when I went in the bathroom. I should start calling you Edward or something," he joked. "I'm not a vampire, silly. You just move slowly." "I move a lot faster than you think, Kerina," he smiled. "I'm like a silent assassin." "Yea...." Kerina trailed off. "Silent assassin..." Brantley laughed. "Well, while you think about that, I'm gonna go get dressed. See you in a bit." He went into his room and to his closet, where he retrieved a pair of jeans off the floor. He picked them up and held them to his nose. "Smells clean enough," he said, tossing them onto his bed. "Fuck," he hissed. He only had one shirt hanging up. The rest were in the floor amongst his other dirty clothing. He couldn't wear dirty jeans AND a dirty shirt. That's against the rules. He plucked the gray shirt off its hanger and threw it alongside the jeans. "Man, I have some laundry to do," he said kicking the soiled clothing back into the closet, and shut the door. ********** Kerina danced to the pulsing, electronic beat of the song that pumped through the speakers. "Your love, your love, your love, is my drug," she sang loudly. Brantley laughed as she jumped up and down to the beat. "Come on! Don't just stand there. Jump with me," she said trying to convince him to join. "Hell no," he laughed. "I'm not dancing to this song. It's gay." Kerina laughed as she continued jumping. "Hey!" she mouthed. "Your love, your love, your love, is my drug. I like your beard." "Wow," he chuckled. "Whew! All that jumping got me parched." "You want a drink?" he asked. "I would love a drink, Brant," she smiled cheekily. He grabbed her hand and led her off the dance floor. "What can I get you two?" the redhead bartender asked. "You want a April Apple, White Russian, Piña Colada, a Long Island Iced Tea? "No thanks. I'm not much of a drinker. I blab too much," she laughed. She tried to steer clear of alcohol since the night she drank so much, she ended up puking all over her new dress. Besides, she didn't want to get drunk and end up doing something stupid. Like telling Brantley all about her dreams. "Okay. Two waters, please," Brantley told the bartender. "Coming up." "So this is fun. I'm glad you invited me," she said between sips after getting her water. "Actually, you invited me." "Oh my gosh. I so did not! You invited me!" "You say potato, I say tomato." Kerina almost spit up her water. "What?!" she said laughing loudly. "You know what I'm trying to say. Anyway, I'm having fun too," he said staring at her. T-Pain's Reverse Cowgirl blasted through the speakers. "That's what I'm talking' about," Brantley said smiling. "Oh you can dance to this, but not Kesha?" she joked. "Yea. Somethin like that," he said searching the club. "What if I don't want to dance with you now?" she asked sipping on her water. "I'd just go ask that girl over there if she wanted to dance with me," he said motioning over to the skinny blonde-haired woman on the dance floor who kept giving him the eye. "Kerina began to frown, and he continued. "But I'd rather dance with a certain Kerr Bear." Kerina couldn't mask the big smile that spread across her face. "Well since you put it THAT way," she said rising from her seat and grabbing his hand, ushering him back onto the dance floor.. Kerina grinded her bubbly backside against Brantley's crotch. Her hands roamed the curves of her body seductively, and Brantley's followed suit. Brantley had never been so...bold? She felt his hot breath in the crook of her bare neck and she shivered. "It's just a dance, Kerr." "Yea." Just a dance. ********** "That was so much fun!" Kerina yelled as they walked home. "Yea, if you call all the girls rushing to the dance floor when the DJ plays 'Baby Got Back' when none of them actually have back," he joked. "No," she laughed. "I'm talking about when that old man kept giving you the evil eye when I told I was with you." "That wasn't even funny, Kerr. I seriously thought I was gonna have to give Grandpa a serious beat down back there." "The funniest part was when you said, 'isn't it past your bedtime. Don't you have to take your teeth and soak them for church tomorrow?' I almost died laughing." "Well I'm glad you had fun." "That I did. Let's stop right here. We need milk." "Okay. Go ahead in. I'll be out here," he said motioning her into the store. She was out as quick as she went in. Most women took forever in stores. "Why didn't you come in?" she asked as they continued walking. "I smoked a cigarette," he said turning towards her. "Whoa," she said trying to fan away the smell on his breath. "I see. Here, take this," she said fishing through her bag. She couldn't find her mints, so she handed him the next best thing. A blueberry ring pop. "What the hell, Kerr," he said accepting it. "Well your breath smells like you ate the cigarette," she laughed. "Just eat it." "What are we like seven?" He opened the foil and popped the candy in his mouth. "More like nine," she smiled. ********** When they finally arrived back at their apartment, they said their goodnights and went to their rooms. Kerina stripped out of her clothes, put on an old t-shirt, and said her prayers before jumping into bed. She sighed aloud. She had a goodnight. One of the best she'd had in a while. She reached over and flicked her lamp off, and was greeted with complete darkness. "Goodnight, world." ********** Kerina felt her bed dip. She looked up her clock. Dream Brantley never failed her. Brantley peeled back her covers and joined her in bed. He maneuvered himself so that he was resting in between her spread legs. "Silent assassin, huh?" she whispered. Brantley smiled. "You're going to have to start saying something. This is getting a little old." "As you wish," he uttered as he bent down to kiss her. His breath smelled like menthol and tasted like candy. "I got something for you," he whispered. "What?" He reached over onto the floor and picked up something. Kerina couldn't make out what is was, because the room was so dark. She heard a clicking sound and then felt something cold against her wrists. "What the...?" "Shh, Kerr. It's okay. I got you." She felt his fingers travel down her down her body until he reached her panty-clad pussy. He lifted her shirt and fumbled with her panties until she felt them slip from her body. Boy did he catch her off guard. His long, thick fingers worked miracles in her pussy. He quickly found her spot and fucked her with his skilled digits. He curved them upward, causing her to stir and moan. He continued his sweet assault. She pulled at the cuffs on her wrists, causing them to dig into her skin. She didn't really care. The pleasure surely outweighed the pain. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," she chanted. "Whoa, potty mouth," he laughed. "You're squirting all over my hand. You can't handle my fingers? Imagine what my dick will do to you." "Mmmm...." "But maybe some other time," he said placing a kiss on her soaked pussy. He got up, uncuffed her, and walked out of the room. ********** Kerina felt a bright light shine in her face. When she opened her eyes, she immediately shut them back to keep out the sun's bright rays. She really didn't feel like getting up the next morning, but she really had to study since she hadn't the day before. She sat up in bed and yawned. That's when she noticed the purple bruises on her wrists. She immediately looked around the room. "Shit is starting to get real creepy." In Your Wildest Dreams Ch. 03 Kerina stared at the darkened bruises on her otherwise flawless wrists. "What the fuck?" she muttered confused. She rubbed at them before walking toward the bathroom. She reached into the sink cabinet to fetch her cocoa butter, gently applying it to the tender bruises. She was going to stay clear of Brantley today. She didn't need him or dream Brantley affecting her. She showered hastily and went back into her room to study. Kerina sat Indian style on her bed with all her studying tools spread about. Yellow, green and blue highlighter marks were scattered about her handouts and ledger sheets of notes. Hours of reading, learning and memorizing were followed by hours of frustration, loud sighs and shuffling of papers. Fuck it, she thought. If I don't know it now, I never will, she reasoned. She shoved all her study tools to the right side of her bed and laid back. This dream was different than the others. This one was consumed of floating business terminology and marketing strategies. ***************** Kerina smiled and stretched once she woke up from her catnap. She felt refreshed and actually ready for the business test she had the next day. She carefully placed a rubber band around the stack of flashcards she had made and stuffed them into her bag. She sorted and placed her papers back into her notebook, and put it and her textbook into the bag as well. She stretched again and decided to get a snack and drink before her stomach decided to eat her alive. Her eyes drifted towards the window and she saw that it was dark outside. She looked at her phone and saw that it was almost 7. She'd studied and slept the day away! She remembered Brantley had mentioned something about some friends coming over, so she cracked her door open to look out. To her surprise it was quiet. She looked down at her clothes and fumbled with the thin fabric of her washed too many times white t-shirt and softball shorts. She shrugged and padded out into the hallway when she saw Brantley and a few friends in the living room area around the teal green portable card playing table. She took in the bottles of beer and odd deck of playing cards before they noticed her. Brantley was the first to speak while the others just looked at her. "Kerina, you're alive," he smiled. "You've been barricaded in your room all day." "Yea, I'm alive," she said returning his smile. "I had a lot of studying to do." "I saw. I went in to check on you, and I saw you stretched out in there." "Mmm," one of the boys said, and another nudged him violently in the side. "I was tired," Kerina said, dismissing the boy. "All that cramming gave me a headache. I think I'm good now." "You damn sure look good," the boy spoke again. They all laughed, except Kerina. She protectively crossed her arms across her chest and scoffed. Brantley stopped laughing and apologized for the boy. "Don't mind them, Kerr Bear. They're all fucking idiots." "Yea Kerr Bear. We're fucking idiots," the boy said. Kerina didn't know the boy, but was quickly starting to dislike him. She figured he had been drinking and wrote his ridiculous behavior off as drunkenness. "Dude shut the fuck up," Brantley said before mouthing he was sorry again. He introduced the guys as Tyson, Mike and Derek, with the latter being the one she wasn't fond of. The rest of the guys seemed to be OK. Tyson was even cute. She'd seen him passing quick glances and smiles her way. "Care to join us?" Brantley asked. "Nah," Kerina dismissed. "I just came to get something to snack on." "We got chips, dip and beer right here. Come sit and play with us," he offered patting his seat. Kerina shot a quick glance at Derek, knowing he had some perverted comment, but he just looked at her. Actually more like let his eyes roam her body. "What are y'all playin?" she asked squeezing onto the chair with Brantley. "Anything you wanna play." "I don't really know how to play many card games." "You play poker?" "No. I play Uno, Old Maid, Solitaire, War, Bullshit and Gold Fish." "You mean Go Fish?" Brantley joked. "You know what I meant!" she laughed. "Yea, yea, yea. How 'bout Bullshit. The rest of those games are for babies." "And ain't no babies round here! I'm a man!" Derek yelled, ripping his shirt. "Man what kind of sick fuck are you?" Mike asked. He just shrugged. The group started playing Bullshit. Brantley decided not to play. He kept his arm around her waist to keep her balanced in the chair with him as he helped her play – for her card playing had gotten a little rusty. "Kerr Bear," Derek said. Kerina shot him a dirty glance. "What? You don't want me to call you Kerr Bear, Kerr Bear?" "What do you want?" "Did you know that people actually call me Big D?" She shook her head in the negative. "Guess why," he said wiggling his eyebrows." Kerina can only fault the alcohol for what she said next. "Probably because the dick you lack in your pants, you make up for with your dickish attitude. Now shut the fuck up and don't call me Kerr Bear. And oh yea, bullshit." The boys burst out in laughter. Mike spit out his beer from laughing so hard and Tyson went backwards in his chair and hit the floor. Even Derek laughed. "You know what, Kerr Bear? You're alright," he said. After a while of playing, the group had gotten bored with the game. She'd gotten used to Brantley's circle of friends, even Derek. "Let's play something else," she chimed. "Like what?" Brantley asked. "I don't know. Something." "You have a test tomorrow. Shouldn't you go get ready for bed?" he asked quietly. "I'm not tired. I took that long nap. I couldn't go to sleep if I tried. But if you're tired, you can go to bed, dear. I'll stay here and play with the boys" she added. "Damn," Mike said. "Feisty!" Derek yelled. Kerina just laughed. "Oh I'm not tired, sweetheart," Brantley said. "Okay then, let's play another game. "Fine," he said shifting in his seat, gripping her waist tighter. "Let's break out the liquor and play a good game of "never have I ever!'" Derek yelled. "Why are you always yelling? Besides, that's a bitch game man," Mike said. "No offense, Kerina." "Well what do you think? I think it's a good way to... get to know one another a little better," Derek said. "I'm gonna go smoke a cigarette. I'll be back guys," Brantley said. "I'll go too man," Mike said. "I'll stay in here to protect Kerina from Derek," Tyson said. Kerina smiled at him. "Whatever man. I'm not gonna do nothin' to her." When Mike and Brantley went out onto the patio, Kerina got up to fetch a few shot glasses and a bottle of Absolut vodka. She was really warming up to the guys. She didn't have many guy friends. Hell, she didn't have many friends, period. "I'll help you with those," Tyson said grabbing the glasses from her hand. "Thanks," she said quietly. "Do you think it's a good idea for you to be drinking? From the sound of it, you have a pretty big exam tomorrow." "What's the harm? I'm not gonna get drunk. I'm innocent, I swear," she smiled. "I bet," he said returning her smile with a bright one of his own. "So how long have you and Brantley known each other?" "Not too long. But from what I can see, he's a pretty awesome guy. I haven't had any problems from him." "Yea he's okay. He's just selfish. He's been hiding you from us," he joked. "I stay cooped up a lot. When I'm not working or at school, I'm here studying something. I'm a nerd, but sshhhh. Don't tell anybody." "Your secret's safe with me." "Who's telling secrets over there?" Derek yelled. "Oh hush," Kerina said. Mike and Brantley had made their ways back in after a few minutes and the crew set up to play. They sat around the table with their shot glasses in front of them. "I see why you stay in so much Brantley. I'd stay in too if my roommate was as beautiful as Kerina," Tyson said winking over at her. "I resent that," Derek said, with mock hurt. "Who's going first?" "I'd say ladies first, so go for it Derek," Mike said. "Fuck you. Your girl doesn't think I'm a lady. Unless she's just into chicks." "Man, shut up. Kerina, go first sweetheart. Everybody's shot glass is full. If you gotta take a shot, take it and fill your glass back up after you do." "Okay," she said nervously. "Never have I ever...cheated on a test." All the boys took a shot, and filled their glasses back up. "You cheaters!" she joked. "I'm sorry, Kerina. I didn't realize we were playing the Christian edition of the game," Derek joked. "Oh shut up," she laughed. "Okay, my go," Mike said. "Never have I ever stuffed my pants, Derek." "Son of a bitch!" Derek yelled. "I should fuck you up for that one," he said before taking another shot. "Kerina, let me explain. I was 12 and we were in the locker room –" "We don't wanna hear it," Mike said. "Tyson, you're up." "Okay. Never have I ever made out with my sister." The guys looked at Derek. "Umm when you say that, do you mean your sister or our own sister?" "Either way, you're drinkin' so just take your shot like a man." "I swear to God, you bitches better sleep with one eye open. Kerina, I was 12. I didn't know any better." Kerina just shook her head and laughed. She had a feeling she wasn't going to have to take any shots tonight. "Okay, never have I ever..." Brantley started. "Had drunk sex." All the guys took shots. "You sure you haven't?" he said to Kerina. She turned and looked at him and his gray eyes had darkened. "No. I mean, not that I know of?" she said confused. He just nodded knowingly and gave her a sideways smile before saying, "If you're not sure, you should take a shot anyway." She stared longer at him before slowly nodding and taking her shot. The boys clapped and cheered when she downed it. All except Brantley. "Okay," she started. "Never have I ever been high." All the boys took shots. "At this rate, I'm gonna have to crash here tonight," Derek said. The statements began to go a bit quicker. It seemed that Derek drank to everyone. He'd basically admitted to having sex with a friend's mom, sister, a teacher, and a bunch of other things. "Never have I ever had a threesome," Kerina said. "Would you like to?" Derek asked. She shook her head in the negative and he and Mike drank. Mike, Derek and Tyson went and then it was Brantley's go. "Never have I ever been handcuffed during sex." Of course Derek drank. Kerina just sat there and stared at her glass. She'd had a few shots, and her decision-making skills weren't at their best right now, but she had a feeling Brantley was mind-fucking her. She seemed to have to drink to all his questions. Like some of the others, she was unsure of. "Drink it," Brantley whispered in her ear. Or so she thought. When she looked over at him he was staring elsewhere. She shrugged and took the shot anyway. "Kerr Bear, you're just as dirty as I am," Derek said. She was embarrassed and she found herself getting angry at Brantley. Why? She didn't know. He was just playing the game. Or was he? "It's getting late guys, so last round. Kerina, you go. We're gonna make our way around the table and end at Brant, so make these count guys." "Okay. Never have I ever taken advantage of someone," she said slowly. No one drank. "Could you elaborate that one?" one of the guys asked. She was unsure who asked, thanks to the amount of shots she'd taken. "Never have I ever taken advantage of someone. . . physically." "Ahh," Derek said and drank. Of course he had. Perv. She looked over at Brantley. She didn't see him take a shot but did see him reach for the bottle of Absolut and fill his glass back up. She stared at it and up at him. When he turned to look at her, he had an eerie look on his face. A creepy sinister look. She felt like she was going to throw up. "I don't wanna play anymore," she said quickly. "You can't forfeit, Kerina. If you do you gotta take 3 shots," Derek said. She looked over at Brantley once more. She grabbed her shot glass and drank. She also drank Mike and Tyson's before making her exit back into her room. ***************** She looked down at her phone. It was almost midnight. Her head was spinning, she was confused and embarrassed, and she had a test in the morning. She stripped out of her clothes, put on her pajamas, and quickly got into hew bed. She shut her eyes tried her hardest to fall asleep but she couldn't. She couldn't put the thought of Brantley out of her head. She stared at her door. At times like this Kerina wished she had a lock on her door. She got up and propped the chair that sat in the corner of her room against the door to keep it from opening. She climbed back in bed and pulled the covers up to her chin and drifted off to sleep thanks to that Absolut. ******** She heard her door handle jingle. How? She didn't know. She was usually a pretty heavy sleeper. Or so she thought. She wasn't sure what to think anymore. She pulled herself from her bed and marched towards to door. She pushed the chair aside and opened to door to see him. "What do you want Brant?" she asked. Of course, he didn't say anything. Reality set in. Dreamland. Matter as well get this out of the way, she thought. She pulled off her top and pulled him into her room. He just stood there before he finally spoke. "Kerina, what are you doing?" "Oh you're talking again tonight? Fun," she said stepping out of her pants. "Kerina, stop. I came in here to apologize." Real reality sunk in. She wasn't dreaming this time.