10 Different Sides of Me

I woke up on the bathroom floor. How in the Hello Kitty did I get here? Then it came back to me. Dexter. The evil backstabber. I sighed. I know he just wants whats best for me, but can't he see that I need this? Ugh.

Today was Derek's birthday. I'm going to surprise him by showing up at his work. I got dressed in a Gir t-shirt and some bright blue skinny jeans. My mom had to go to work so I hitched a ride with her. "Be careful Annie."

"I always am." I smiled and kissed her on the cheek. I made my way into Hot Topic. I spotted Derek at the cash register. I crept quietly around the shelves and behind him. I stepped a little ways back so I could get a running start. Once I was sure he wasn't going to turn around, I ran at him and jumped on his back. "Happy eighteenth birthday!"

"Oh my God, Xena. You scared the shit out of me."

"Didn't think I had anything up my sleeve, did ya?"

"Nothing like that."

"Eh, what can I say? I'm full of surprises."

"That you are, my dear, that you are."

"Don't talk like your some wise, old man." I laughed.

"Maybe I am a wise old man!"

"Psh. I doubt that. Your barely smarter than Dexter."

"Is that so? I thought Dexter was so 'funny, intelligent, and handsome'." He said in a fake girl voice.

"That was before he became such a douche."

"How's that?"

"He can't except me for who I am." I stated curtly.

"And what exactly are you, that he can't except?"

"I cut again the other day and he found out." That's when I wish I kept my big mouth shut. Derek's sister had cut herself, and bled to death. So he definitely didn't approve. He didn't even know I did it before. Now he knows I've done it multiple times. This is definitely about to put a damper on his birthday.

"What? You did what to yourself?" He exclaimed, and I cringed away from him.

"I cut myself." I mumbled, praying to whoever was out there that he wouldn't be mad at me.

"I can't believe you! After I told you what it does to you, and the people who love you!"

"I'm sorry."

"No." A single tear slid down his face. "Get out of here. You disgust me."

I ran away crying. I sat on the nearest bench I could find. It happened to be across from Aeropostale, and guess who came walking out of it. Gabby. I quickly pulled up my knees and hid my face. I watched her laughing. Oh, how I wished I could be normal. Then I saw Taylor walking out right behind her. They were laughing and pushing each other, jokingly. They were flirting.

I let out an audible gasp. Taylor looked up. It was to late. I hadn't hidden my face in time. He was walking over. Gabby didn't follow. She looked disgusted that he would even walk toward a "freak". She rolled her eyes and walked away. Taylor sat down beside me. "Rachael. I know it's you." He whispered to me. "Why are you dressed like that, and why are you hiding from Gabby?"

"I'm hiding because I can't let her see me like this." I still had my face hidden. I refused to let him see where my eyeliner had streaked down my because of the tears. "I'm dressed like this because I'm not Rachael. I'm Xena."

"Not Rachael? Xena? What are you talking about?"

"It's who I am. Well not really. There are many me's. I'm special. I'm not like you. I'm not normal." I had to choke the last word out.

"Who are you really?"

"I'm Annie. That's the name I was born with. I guess you could say I have a mental issue. I have multiple personalities. I don't think it's like other people who have mental personalities. They can't control theirs, if I'm not mistaken. I can. I chose who I am, what I look like, everyday. There's ten different sides of me. Not including the real me, of course."

"Really? So were you the bitchy girl from the park?"

"Yes. I was Tori then."

"But the day before that you were Rachael? And today your Xena? What about yesterday, when I ran into you, who were you then?"

"I was Zelda." It felt good to get this off my chest. Like a weight was lifting. Still, he could not tell anyone else. "Please don't say anything to anyone? Please? It'll ruin my life and everything I've created for myself."

"Of course I won't tell. I'm wonderful at keeping secrets."

"Well if this gets out, I'll know exactly who told."

"I won't tell another soul. I promise." That's when I lifted my face. I smiled and hugged him. He hugged me back. "Why are you crying?"

"Because a friend of mine, pretty much told me they never wanted to see me again."

"I'm so sorry. That's so awful."

"I'll be fine, I suppose." My voice cracked on the last word. The tears came rushing back. Taylor wrapped his arms around me and let me cry.

"Why don't we go and have a little fun?"

I nodded my head. I attempted to get up from the bench, but he lifted me up. He held me bridal style and I giggled. I looked up at him with a small smile and he grinned. Then he carried me out to his car. "Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." He gave me a sly grin.

"Come on. Please tell me?"

"Nope." He gave me a look that said nothing I did could make him give it up. I sighed and looked out the window. Soon we arrived at a huge house in the middle of nowhere. Taylor quickly ran to my side of the car and opened up my door. Then he lead me up the stairs to the front door. He knocked on the door and a man opened it. "Hey Steven."

"Sup man?"

"We're here to try and cheer up my friend here."

Steven smiled at me. He opened the door wider and let us in. "Welcome to my humble abode." He lead us to the living room where there were several people, who looked like they were smoking pot. Once that scent hit me the old want came rushing back. I couldn't help but take a deep intake of breath. "You like that smell? Wait 'till you smoke it."

"Oh no. I can't smoke. I quit." I said.

"Come on. Everyone needs to let loose every once in awhile."

He was right. Plus it has been so long. So when the joint got passed to me I couldn't help but take a hit. So I was high as a kite. Maybe even higher.

Taylor grabbed my hand and whispered in my ear, "I have something i want to show you."

I giggled. "Okay."

He lead me upstairs and into a bedroom. "Please, sit down." He patted the bed next to him. Then he leaned in towards me and I met him halfway. It started out innocent and sweet but then rough and passionate. I felt his tongue sweep my bottom lip. I gladly gave him entrance. Our tongues battled in a war of dominance. His hand went inside my shirt and grabbed my breast, I moaned.

I grabbed at his bet buckle and undid it. Then slowly I unzipped his fly. My hand wrapped around his penis. I grinned when he gave a loud moan. He started tugging at my shirt, pulling it over my head. Soon we were free of all clothes and he was on top of me. Then slowly he inserted himself inside of me. I gasped as it filled me with pain, yet I felt pleasure. His thrusts started out slow then they became fast. I cried out as I orgasmed. His soon followed after mine.

He lied down next to me. "That was amazing." He whispered, his breath tickling my ear. He nibbled on it and flicked it with his tongue. He wrapped his arms around me and soon I fell into the most amazing sleep of my life.