The Preacher's Daughter

My eyes open, my heart started to beat out of my chest. Where the hell am I?

I turn my head slowly towards the body next to me. Andy?

I am not a virgin anymore. I don't even know what happen last night. All I know is that Andy was not Andy. Was he a different person having sex? If that's the case than fuck me! I am in way over my head.

I climbed out of bed, naked sweaty and bloody. "I need a shower." I walk into the bathroom and open the shower waiting till the cold water turns warm.

My reflection stares at me and shook her head. The preacher's daughter just got fucked by a rock star, a rock star who in fact a devil in disguise, a guy who will or will not break your heart in the near future.

I climbed in the shower welcoming the water on my body. Am I now a band slut? Do I love Andrew?

A few minutes later I climbed out and grab my cell. No messages.

I place the phone on the sink and dress my self.

"Really Mary?" I ask look at the outfit she packed in.

Black underwear, a blue and white tank top that reveals everything expect my boobs and black mini skirt. Am I a whore? Oh thank god no hooker heels just my converse sneakers.

I pulled my hair up brushing it through with my fingers. "Huh?"

My eyes grew wide noticing blood in my hair and on my hands... "Are you kidding me?"

So much for washing my hair with hooker soap.

I shook it off and let it fall. "Fuck it."

"Oh god I am starting to curse like Mary."

I took a deep breathe and walked out.

Andy was pulling on his boots and talking to someone on the phone.

"Yeah. I did it."

Did what?

I step back into the bathroom listening in.

"I guess yeah, that is definitely one of my hugest victory, fucking a virgin."

There and now my heart fell.

"Nah, that's was my main goal in the first place."

Tears begin to prick in my eyes. I was just a contest, a bet?

"Anyway I need to take her home. Of course Danny you know me."

Who the hell is Danny?

"Okay call you later man."

"Don't cry." I whisper to myself. "Don't fucking cry."



I close my eyes tight biting into my lower lip. "Just because I am a preacher's daughter he will think I will bow to him, be his. Fuck him back to hell."

I open my eyes and walked out with a huge smile. "Morning Andy." Good start Gracie.

"Morning beautiful, you slept well?"

"Like a rock." I say batting my eye lashes. "You?"

"The best in ages, you wanna get some breakfast, you know to the park?"

"Are you kidding me!" I bellow.

"What?" He asks confused. No Grace play it cool.

"Sorry. Uh no thanks I need to get home." My head held high my tears urging to break free.

"You sure? We can spend the whole day together, or we can just lie in bed all day and watch bad TV, order in."

"No, I want to go home." I say with a grin. "I need to get home, I am need to pack for college."

"Right." He sighs standing up.

I grab my bag and purse and sling it over my shoulder.


My head cock too one side seeing the purity ring in the dustbin.

"You ready angel?" Andy asks standing at the door.
I turn back to the ring in the dustbin and nod. "You have no idea Andy."

I twirled around walking out without even taking a second glance at the dustbin or in fact the motel I lost my virginity to.

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