lessons learned the hard way (515 hits)
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Submitted by engine13 (View user info) at 2005-02-10 18:16:49 EST
Anybody on the rag? Steve asks the question to the car in general, but everybody knows he is speaking to Lisa.
The interior of the vehicle fills with soft murmurs of "No" and "No don't think so".
Three girls, Steve, and the driver are packed into the car, on their way out to a house party in the northern Idaho wilderness. Lisa, her friend Jamie, and another girl they picked up at the beach are squeezed into the backseat of the small sedan. Steve is in the passenger's seat twisted halfway around in his seat so he can talk to the girls in the back. The car smells like stale cigarettes and beer, the backseat was littered with clothes, empty cigarette packs and other assorted trash before the girls climbed in and moved it all to the floor. Lisa lights a cigarette and watches the scenery go by the window as they drive.
Lisa is fourteen, has just started drinking and smoking, and has a slight sense of apprehension as well as excitement as they drive out. She has never really hung out with older people before, let alone been to a real party. For her this is the summer between junior high and high school. The time period that changes awkward adolescents into young women seemingly overnight. Her friend Jamie has lived here long enough to fall in with the older partying crowd. Jamie and Lisa had been cruising the beach earlier and heard of the house party that evening. At the beach Jamie had introduced Lisa to Steve, and just happened to mention to him that Lisa was still a virgin. Why this was pertinent information to pass on Lisa wasn't sure, but Steve immediately took a liking to her. Being extremely naïve when it comes to guys she isn't exactly sure what is going to happen. As they drive out, she is in a haze, only slightly acknowledging to herself what Steve probably has in mind.
Jamie is the wild child. Lisa is the small town girl. According to the stories, Jamie had grown up in L.A., been in gangs, done a shitload of drugs and been in juvie. She was sent to Idaho to live with her dad because her mom couldn't handle her anymore. Lisa is just visiting her father for the summer. Their fathers are friends, which in turn makes them friends. Neither one's parents keep close tabs on them, both sets are too stoned or drunk to care or worry. As far as they are concerned, girls will be girls.
Lisa has no idea where exactly they were going, who most of the people there are, or how they are getting home. It is kind of exciting, adventurous even. Steve seemed to be okay, and was definitely cute enough. She was pretty sure Jamie mentioned he was over twenty. For the most part Lisa was just content to have somebody think she might be cute. The guys back home hadn't ever paid much attention to her. Most of her friends were prettier and skinnier. Up to this point she had not had a real boyfriend, and her sum total of romantic experience consisted of kissing one guy the previous summer.
By the time they get to the party, it's already dark and people have started drinking. Lisa wanders inside the house, is handed a cup and looks up to see Steve standing over her with a big smile on his handsome face.
How nice and cute, she thinks.
Throughout the night, she has no problem getting refills, usually without even asking. Guys just keep offering. Every time she finds herself without a drink a new one magically appears.
How nice, she thinks.
As the alcohol makes its way into her blood stream she finds it's a lot easier to talk to people she doesn't know. She spends some time talking to random people about where she's from, why she's here, and who she knows at the party. After awhile she makes her way outside to have a cigarette. Once outside she realizes she is having a hard time staying upright and random objects keep trying to trip her up. She weaves a path over to the tree line near the house and laughs at herself as she attempts to unbutton her pants and piss outside without falling down. When that little adventure is over she slowly makes her way back inside. As she reaches the door she hits the doorjamb and trips into the house. Somebody happens to catch her and she starts laughing, only slightly embarrassed. She looks around for the one person she does know. She knows Jamie is around somewhere, but must be busy with her own interests. So, she just decides to continue drinking and mingle a bit more. A few hours later and Lisa is nicely plastered.
Unbeknownst to her, Steve had been watching and decided it was time.
She is standing downstairs by the front door. He comes up behind her, wraps his arms around her, and whispers something unintelligible in her ear. She turns to look and he kisses her. The next thing she knows she is deep into her first full on make out session, in a dirty bedroom with the lights out, on a twin mattress set on the floor. He is working on getting her clothes off, when some other guys walk in and turn on the lights.
"Oh shit man, you wanna do that somewhere else? That's my fucking bed. Asshole."
They move outside. There appears to be some sort of barn out there so he leads her to it. At this point Lisa is having a hard time just standing up and Steve practically has to carry her outside. Not really being much of a drinker at fourteen, it didn't take much to get her drunk. Once inside, he starts where they had left off... where he had left off. Her alcohol induced state makes it easy for him to convince her that what they are doing is a good idea. Drunk and inexperienced, she lets him continue, regardless of the fact that he is at least seven years older and apparently doesn't care about using a condom.
She knows enough to know they shouldn't be having unprotected sex, and tries to tell him but the words come out all wrong and he just waves her off. "Shhhh, it's fine don't worry." She isn't really in much of a state to argue. Between the pain and the alcohol it takes everything she has just not to pass out. When he's done they find their clothes and wander back inside, separately. He tells her to go in and he'll follow behind in a few minutes. Feeling embarrassed and confused she wanders back inside and finds the bathroom. Jamie sees her and follows her in.
"Where were you? I was looking for you everywhere there's this person I want you to meet."
"Nowhere, I was just outside."
"Doing what?"
"Nothing. . .nothing at all."
"What the fuck, looks like someone just started their period. Shit, you need a tampon?"
"Uh, yeah I guess so. . . thanks."
Dazed Lisa wanders back out to the crowd. She finds a spot upstairs to sit down where she can people watch through the railing. Again, people seem more than happy to find her a fresh drink. As she downs her beer she thinks on what just happened and wonders how she was convinced that it was a good idea. She knows better, but rather than dwell she decides to keep drinking.
It didn't take much for the next guy to convince her of the same thing less than an hour later.
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Submitted by Shlongy (user info) at 2005-03-08 15:34:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This was a well written story I wish I had not read.
Submitted by spedmonkey (user info) at 2005-03-08 15:16:58 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This was good. I know someone who could relate to this completely.
Submitted by Snark (user info) at 2005-02-14 14:06:01 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
This made me sad and sick to my stomach.
Submitted by Mister_Fahrenheit (user info) at 2005-02-10 18:57:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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Submitted by lizzard (user info) at 2005-02-10 18:42:21 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
yeh - but the title's kinda off... apparently they weren't learned.
Submitted by Stin (user info) at 2005-02-10 18:36:01 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
It didn't make me smile.
But it was better than a 0.
I wish that didn't happen to people.
Submitted by big_wigger (user info) at 2005-02-10 18:25:14 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
+2 if it had been more graphic; use the word "cum splatter" or "felch" next time...you'll get a better rating
Submitted by someone (user info) at 2005-02-10 18:23:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 1
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