Madelyn's heart raced as she rushed back to her room, not sure what to do next. She closed the door with shaky hands and locked it. Leaning against the door, she shivered, wiping her lips over and over like she was trying to clean them.

She had kissed Zach before, but she couldn't forget how he had looked at her with disgust when he pushed her away last time.

But Madelyn had changed. She wasn't the same girl anymore. She really didn't want anything to do with Zach.

A sick feeling came over her. She rubbed her lips hard until they got puffy and numb. Lost in thinking about everything that had happened, she tried to understand how she ended up in Zach's arms like that.

Normally, something like this would be really strange. But Zach was drunk, so Madelyn didn't want to think too much about it. She tried to tell herself that it was just an accident and not a big deal. But lying in bed, unable to sleep, Zach's face kept coming back to her mind...

Downstairs in the living room, Zach sat