MidReal Story
Unexpected Love's Consequence
Scenario: Kendall Hedlerson go to a little sleepover at her friend, Hazel Jenson house, but Kendall cant sleep and accidentally bumps into her friend's insanely hot brother, WIlde...that night they went to his room and they did sleep together. An afair started, but soon ended. As time passed, they didnt talk but everytime he saw her, he'd be in awe..unless he was with another guy, then he got jealous. Yet he assured himself he didnt love her. And after three whole months since the affair ended...she'd find that her body left a little reminder of that time period, Kendall was pregnant by her best friend's brother, and she was sure he hated her but really he was madly in love with her. When Wilde finally meets his daughter, Aurora Isla Hedlerson, Kendall sees him in a new light
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I woke up to the sound of my best friend’s brother grunting.
I was in his bed, and he was on top of me.
His mouth was on my neck, and his hand was between my legs.
I’d been in love with him for years.
He’d never even looked at me twice.
And now he was fucking me.
I opened my eyes and looked around the room.
It took me a second to realize where I was and what was happening.
The last thing I remembered was being at a party with my friends, drinking too much, and then coming home alone.
I didn’t remember how I’d ended up in Wilde Jenson’s bed, but I knew it had to be a mistake.
Wilde had been out of town for the last few months, and he’d only just gotten back yesterday.
He hadn’t even come to the party tonight because he said he was too tired from his trip.
And there was no way he would ever be interested in me like this anyway.
I tried to close my eyes and go back to sleep, but Wilde’s movements only became more frantic, and his grunts became even louder.
He was pulling at my hair now and biting my neck.
I knew I had to do something, but I didn’t know what.
I was paralyzed with fear and confusion.
I’d wanted this for so long, but now that it was happening, all I could think was that it wasn’t supposed to be happening like this.
I finally found my voice.
“Wilde,” I whispered.
He groaned and moved his mouth away from my neck.
“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” he said before he nipped at my earlobe then started kissing his way down my chest.
I gasped and pushed at his shoulders, but he didn’t even seem to notice.
He was too focused on what he was doing, too determined to be bothered by anything else.
I knew I had to get out of there before he woke up and realized what was happening.
I scrambled out from under him, trying not to make any noise as I went.
For a second, he seemed like he might follow me.
He reached out and grabbed my arm, but I shook him off and slipped off the edge of the bed onto the floor.
I didn’t think he’d be able to see me down there in the dark, but I could hear him moving around on the other side of the bed.
I had to get out of there before he realized what was happening or someone else walked in the door.
I started crawling across the floor toward where I thought the door was.
I’d almost made it when Wilde reached down and grabbed my arm again.
“What are you doing?”
he said as he pulled me back up onto the bed.
“Get back up here,” he said as he yanked me up against him.
I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away from me.
“What are you talking about?”
I whispered as I glanced around the room.
My whole body was vibrating with anxiety.
My clothes were scattered all over the floor. This wasn’t just a dream or a hallucination or something that wasn’t real.
Wilde was laying next to me completely naked, and I was under the covers with nothing on but my underwear.
How had this even happened?
It was impossible.
But it wasn’t a dream, and it wasn’t an accident, and now I had no idea what I was going to do about it.
Wilde grunted and rolled over so that his back was facing me, then he pulled the covers over his head and went back to sleep.
I put my hand on my stomach as my heart hammered in my chest.
No one knew that this had happened except for the two of us.
The last thing I wanted was for anyone else to find out, especially not Hazel or any of our other friends that we’d been hanging out with at the party tonight.
That would make everything so much worse than it already was.
I sat there for a few seconds, feeling like I was going to be sick, but it passed after a few deep breaths.
I was in Wilde Jenson’s bed.
I was in Wilde Jenson’s bed, and we’d just had sex, and I didn’t know how it had happened.
I could remember being at a party and drinking too much, but I couldn’t remember if we’d left together or what.
Maybe we’d both just had too much to drink and we were both too drunk to realize what was happening.
That had to be it.
That was the only explanation.
But that didn’t explain anything.
Why had this happened?
What was I going to do?
What was I supposed to say?
What was Wilde going to say?
I’d been in love with him for years.
He’d never paid any attention to me.
He’d never wanted anything like this before.
Why would he want it now?
I didn’t know what was going on, but I knew that I needed to get out of there before it got any worse.
I needed some time and space to figure out what I was going to say and how I was going to try and fix this mess.
I looked around for my clothes, but I couldn’t find them.
All of our stuff was scattered around on the floor, and I didn’t see anything that looked like it belonged to me.
I put my hand on Wilde’s shoulder and shook him gently.
“Wilde,” I whispered.
He groaned and rolled over, then he reached up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
“Are you leaving already?”
he said as he pulled me down next to him.
“What do you mean already?”
I whispered as I glanced around the room again.
“We haven’t done anything yet.”
He chuckled and kissed the top of my head before he hauled me up against his chest.
I tried to pull away from him, but he didn’t even seem to notice as he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight.
“Don’t worry about it,” he said as I pushed at his chest with both hands.
“Just lay back down and go back to sleep.”
“No,” I said as I wriggled out of his arms and sat up against the headboard.
“I don’t think so.”
I looked around the room again.
When nothing changed, I put my hands on the edge of the bed and started to push myself away from Wilde.
“Don’t go,” he said as he reached out and grabbed my arm.
I shook him off and got up off the bed anyway.
I looked back at him over my shoulder.
“I’ll just be a minute,” I said as I hurried away.
Wilde just grunted and rolled over, then he pulled the covers back over his head.
I put my hand on my stomach and looked around the room again.
I knew that I was just going crazy now.
There was no way that any of this was happening.
Wilde Jenson would never want anything like this with me.
It was impossible.
I pulled the covers off the bed and looked down at myself before I climbed back in next to Wilde.
I was still wearing most of my clothes, but my underwear and bra were missing.
That was enough evidence for me.
I knew that I was going crazy, but I didn’t know how or why.
I shook my head as I walked back around the bed and climbed back in next to Wilde.
“Are you coming back to bed?”
he groaned as I pulled the covers up and settled onto my stomach.
I turned my head and looked at Wilde over my shoulder.
He was resting his head on a pillow with his arm tucked under his head for support.
His other arm was stretched across the bed as he lazily stroked his bare chest with his fingers and smiled at me.
“Did we…”
I shook my head as I tried not to think about what had been happening before I left the room.
It had all felt too good to be true, and that meant that it wasn’t true at all.
Wilde Jenson would never want anything like that with me.
It was impossible, no matter how good it felt.
“Why are you acting like this?”
he asked as he sat up and leaned his chest against my back.
“You know how I feel about you.”
“No,” I said as I shook my head again and pushed at his chest with both hands before I scrambled off the bed and away from him again.
“I don’t know how you feel about me.”
Wilde sat up and wrapped his arms around his knees.
He looked down at his lap as he shook his head.
“Why do you always do this?”
he groaned.
“Do what?”
I asked as I pulled my clothes on and looked around for my phone again.
“I don’t even know what’s going on.”
He ignored me as he got up off the bed and walked over to where his clothes were strewn across the floor.
I watched him as he pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, then he sat down in the chair in the corner of the room.
The door was still closed, so I assumed that I was supposed to stay in there until he decided that I could leave.
It was fine with me.
I didn’t really care if I ever saw Wilde again.
He was obviously just trying to make things work out between us because he was stuck being around me all the time.
It wasn’t like he was actually in love with me or anything.
I sighed as I crawled back into bed and sat cross-legged on top of the covers.
“You’re not supposed to be here,” Wilde said without even looking up at me.
“Yes, I am,” I groaned as I laid back against the headboard.
“This is my bed.”
