𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇{mlm}

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

𖣘⍟𖣘

Pressly's P.O.V

I threw the remaining hangers in the empty closet before I sat at the edge of the bed and waited. I'd lost them both. It didn't come as a surprise really...I'd hurt Bobby in the past and I'd hurt Chris thereafter but the fact of the matter is that I was the one that hurt them .

The biggest blow, however, was that I'd lost them both- to each other.

I wasn't bitter about it. Quite the contrary. I appreciated that they'd found what I couldn't give them in each other but it was a —shock. It was painful to witness both of them finding happiness while I licked my wounds alone.

I didn't blame anyone for what I had done. I didn't even blame myself. Everything that had led to this had happened and there was nothing to it. I'd always prayed to whichever force that listened for the happiness of Bobby and Chris and if this was it then - that was okay.

I was relieved to find out that Bobby had forgiven me. I do regret doing what I did but on a brighter note,he had found Chris because of it.

I'd found out that accompanying bad thoughts with good thoughts dampened the bad ones somewhat and helped keep me sane.

I craved love and affection just like the next person but I felt like I wasn't really made for love. Bobby and Chris were proof enough of that. People make mistakes all the time but it's different when it comes to me.

For instance, the issue with Bobby. We were young. And that's not an excuse, but I didn't see sleeping around while I loved Bobby as a bad thing. To me,it was simply that,sleeping around with other people.

I'd been raised by my Mother and maybe it's not fair for me to blame her,but she didn't really show me the differences between right,wrong and the thin line in between. She had her partners on one side,and her boyfriend on the other.
She would change it up whenever she deemed it fit. It was normal.

I never really saw it as cheating. But that was until Bobby. None of my previous partners had ever raised it as an issue. None of them had declined accompanying me to parties and having me use their bodies as I wished because I had wanted to. None of them had declined threesomes and on occasion,orgies with me.

They suggested them as well,and that had been okay with me.They'd embraced my lifestyle and took it as theirs.

So when I saw just how different Bobby was, I felt like he was the one in the wrong. I felt like he was the one that needed to change himself because I was the one who was always right. I felt like he didn't love me enough to embrace me as I was. To change for me.

I was wrong about him though.Bobby was his own person. An attribute that was so attractive—and yet I had underated it. So much so that it wasn't even considered as a desirable quality that I'd have considered in a partner.... I know now that they didn't love me...not as much as Bobby did.

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Chris was a different case altogether. He was a great person. And as much as I had made him feel as if he was some sort of a rebound,I knew that that wasn't true at all. Not even close.

At first,when I saw him,I was reminded of Bobby. Maybe that was not the best way to have looked at him but that had been the way I'd seen it.

It was the way he carried himself. The way he cared. The way his smile could light up a whole room...the way his eyes glittered when he was excited about something....