Guys are totally overrated

You start the engine and gulp as Helena is just sitting there, next to you her gaze pointed forward, her cheeks still pretty and rosy. You would like to do all kinds of different dirty things with her, but keep calm and drive on the road and start the search for this lucky guy.

It's honestly hopeless as you both stay quiet for the whole time and pass a lot of potential guys, but give no comments. You look at her after midnight and as you've been driving for half an hour - you hate to drive like this, spending gas stupidly. "H-Helena... this is not working. I think you should say if we should try it with somebody." You say quietly and Helena winces and almost hits her head on the window.

"Oh... yeah... I'm sorry, I'm just really nervous..." she looks out of the window as you pass a hot guy with a weirdly big tattoo on his bare chest. "We will not find a guy if you don't tell me. Helena... should we just get back, are you really not going to do it?" You ask a little frustrated and she looks at you finally with that drowsy, but uniquely beautiful face of hers.

"I-I'm sorry... March, this was stupid. I-I can pay for the gas if you drive us back to the party." She has a very broken sounding voice with some obvious depression behind it - and no, you are totally paying for the gas yourself. You wouldn't have done this either and get shivers from even thinking the reaction a guy would have when he'd see your balls - guys tend to give you the creeps over all as they live so openly with their sex-organs, you don't understand it at all.

"I hope they won't shout at me...." Helena whispers half to herself and you start getting curious. "Why would they do that? It's just a dumb game, right? And, sorry... everyone knows that you are not that kind of girl." You try to smile, but it comes out as a weak smirk, but she seems to still feel a lot better. You are at the house again as you only went on a stroll around the neighborhood.

"Last time... I told you that I hate to remember it, but actually I... It makes me feel kind of silly to think that now after we kissed." She says suddenly and you pull up and put your hands on your lap and look down embarrassed - you parked in the exact place you left from and now it feels really corny and awkward.

"So... the guy last time... He was the first person I ever kissed, it was a few years ago. He was kind of my boyfriend, but online, you know... We met up suddenly as I had to have sex with someone like this... I was a lot more confident then, I think. I wore skinny jeans and all that. The guy he... He was really handsome, I hate to say that now, but it's relevant I think..." she says not looking at you and you hold your breath as you think this is big.

The witch girl continues: "He lived on the other side of town and I drove there with Chels, she had a licence as she's a year older than I am, you know. Well, we had played a lot of online games and I kind of knew him and got really nervous as it felt so sudden, so I asked Chels to come there with me... She wasn't as popular as she's now, but just as hot... So the guy, he was really interested to talk with me, but the one he wanted to fuck was Chelsie honestly." Helena chuckles dryly and looks at you as you listen closely and feel bad already.

"When I got around asking him to have sex with me he agreed... I felt so nervous, he was, like, really hot, at least I thought so then. Well, it got awkward when he kissed me. I felt so weird, like I was pushed or something - I had no control. He touched me everywhere, my back, my boobs... I got a breather, but then he started doing the same with Chels and I guess I lost it then... I got angry and shouted nasty things at him, partly because of my condition, but mostly because he was being a real dick. Chelsie is a really good friend honestly and saw what was wrong and that was the end of it. We left and I lost someone I thought was a nice, smart person."

Helena looks like she's about to cry and waits for you to react to her little story. You feel conflicted as in her story she sounded like a totally different person and the fact that she's actually a good friend of Chels' makes you feel weird: "I-I'm sorry. But you are friends still... aren't you, Chelsie and you?" You ask and she nods, but covers her mouth as she holds a burst of tears in.

"It was me who messed the whole fucking shit up. Me and this stupid fucking crippled talking bullshit I have! Goddammit! I fucking hate it! I HATE IT!" She says not even holding it back and rushes out of the car and you follow her quickly. She runs to her car and you scream: "Don't leave me! This is not about just you, you know. S-sometimes things do not need to happen just the way you want. Sometimes... you just have to go with the flow, to not fear the things you can't control. Fuck... shit! Just don't leave me here alone! I want to be with you, especially now."

You said that just now and feel like you have never said anything so courageous and almost appologize for swearing - you meant every word and said everything from the top of your head not too differently than she does. She turns around tears in her eyes and like a bullet jumps on you and cries her eyes out on your shoulder. "O-of course I will stay... I-it's just that I get really frustrated sometimes..." She laughs a little and gets more comfortable and even a little snug with you and it's more of something erotic than a hug - you feel hot.

You let go and almost kiss her but as it's awfully cold out here you just go inside the house. You feel happy to get a second chance with the witch girl here. She deserves someone who understands her and dammit if you are not going to try to be that person.