I opened the window, and slid my self through quietly. My room was dark, and the only thing I could see was my clock. It said 5:34 a.m. I had managed to make it back before 6:00, when my family was getting back.

I walked over to my bedside table, and turned on my lamp. I jumped back when I saw Aunt Rose sitting on my bed.

"What are you doing here?" I stepped back and set my bag on the table beside me.

"I knew that something was up, so I came back. And when you weren't home, I waited for you." She remained on my bed with her hands in her lap.

I looked down, and rubbed my hand on my head.

"I had sex." I blurted out. I felt so guilty, it was almost like she knew I did something stupid.

"I know." She smiled a little and then walked over to me.

"You smell like liquor." She said as she wrapped her arms around me. I began to sob into her shoulder.

"I'm so sorry." I wish this could have happened without all the guilt.

"There is nothing to apologize for. I don't believe in sex before marriage, but with you and Jake, you know you'll always be with each other." She rubbed her hands around in circles on my back.

I stepped back and wiped the mascara stains from my face.

"Please don't tell them." I looked at her eyes and knew she would keep my secret.

"You need some rest if they are going to believe you were here." She hugged me one more time before leaving my room and closing my door.

My skin was saved for a while, until I, you know, blabbed.