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Oh man that butt. Hello gorgeous curves. "Hey beautiful. I forgot what I was shopping for, but I just found everything I need."
I hear a laugh. This pretty little thing turns to face me. Hell no. This is not happening. This is a bad dream.
"Oh Sticks!" Frosty responds sarcastically, "I always knew you had a secret thing for me below all that asshole!" She rolls her eyes.
"Ugh, you're a bitch," shoot back.
Frosty takes it in stride. "Umm yeah, I know."
I'm pissed. I grovel for something that will get to her, "I hate you."
"You think I care? Good for you. What do you want, a gold star?" She isn't touched by a word I've said. She spins around and struts out the store. Mmm. It's nice to watch her leave though.
My thoughts are interrupted by my phone. "Hello?" I answer.
It's Smiles. I can tell she's crying before she even begins to speak. Her breaths are heavy and her voice shakes. "Blink broke up with me. He saw your text and...and he thinks I'm cheating...and he said,"
I cut her off before it got worse, "Smiles, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were with him. I, we shouldn't have been talking like that," I tingle inside just thinking about it. Being laid would be nice, but I couldn't actually do that with Smiles. She deserves more than simply fulfilling my sexual desires. She's beautiful, all her curves and warmth and softness. But I want her to be happy. Happy the way I see her when she's with Blink. "I can explain to him if you want."

"No, it's okay," she whispers, "I don't deserve him. I'm a lost cause." She hangs up.
I left the mall at a brisk pace, got into my car, and slammed the door. I run my fingers through my hair. I clench my fists. She is worth so much more than that. She deserves to have that happiness. Damn I can't believe I was so selfish and stupid I messed it up for her. I drive all the way home in a rage. Fuming by the time I get there, I back out and take the car for another spin. I know it's late, but I'm so angry I can't sleep. I can never sleep.
I wish I had the power to do something. I am strong, I am a man. I've got something to prove. Who am I kidding? I'm just weak, old, dry, Sticks.

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