The Start My head was still buzzing when I arrived home that night . I couldn't believe what I had just done , was I slowly losing the run of myself at my age ? maybe so butI didn't care . His smell , his taste , the way he spoke was all I wanted , it was intense , spontaneous and I wanted more . In my moment of excitement I didn't register the car drive in , it was one of those thing that you hear but don't hear . It was his voice shouting my name that brought me back to reality and brought me out in a cold fearful sweat . What was he doing here at this time of the night ? and why tonight ? . One hundred questions ran through my mind , someone told him , he saw me or maybe I was just over reacting maybe he was drunk and just came to ruin my night . I quickly got out of my clothes and into my pyjamas and went outside looking back I should have stayed inside . The shouting started , then he grabbed me glass fell down around my feet it was like slow motion . The soft sound of the glass hitting the ground , his voice , my breathing my whole world just slowed down ............. to be cont .