Sex Nights

Chapter 38

- Do you want me to bring you something?? I'm going to the store.
- Hum... yes. I need tampons and if you pass by the library could you bring me "Emma" from Jane Austen?
- Yes sure.... also do you want to go to Paris next week??
- What?
- I got two tickets to Paris, a all week with resort included.
- Well... of course. I would love to. - i was about to say no but this is a huge chance to get out of here.
- Great!!!! You will love it. I swear it's going to be the best week of your life!!
- Yeah i hope so... - i'm gonna try stay positive.
Okay i have to admit i miss Dylan but i can handle it, i miss his wet skin, his tattoos and his blonde and messy hair. His touch, his kisses and everything.
Well we haven't been apart for so long but maybe it's the best for both of us.
I still have his proposal dating ring in my finger and i can't take it off and i won't take it anyways.

*Receive a message*
Dylan: Hello???
Dylan: Can we talk?
Dylan: Babe please.
Dylan: Why are you doing this?
Dylan: I can explain please.
*missing call from Dylan*
Dylan: Melody?? Where are you?? Let me take you home pls....
*4 missing call's from Dylan*

I turn off the phone, i was already tired of my screen receiving messages every single hour.
I can't feel bad for him this time because it's all his fault and i know that maybe i should forgive him but it's always that way, he spoils everything and i have to forgive, it's not fair.

- Hiii, I'm back!
- Hi.
- Are you okay? - She asks me giving me the book and the tampons.
- Yes, totally.
- What about if tonight we go out for a walk and you tell me everything it's in there? - she touchs my head.
- I.... I don't know...
- Come on!!
- Fine hahahahaha.....
- Yes! - she screams of happiness. We both laugh.
- How it's your mom Nat??
- She is good... I called her in my way to the store and she told me that Dylan haven't been sleeping at home and that he now it's being cruel and I think he have been consuming.
- What? Drugs?
- I guess so.
Omg... this is all my fault he never smoked or consumed when was with me. He needs me.
- Mel?? Are you listening?
- What?? Yes.. yeah..
- Are you sure you're okay??
- Yes I'm just going to go out for a walk... alone. I need some fresh air.
I'm wearing a short white blouse and a denim jacket and I'm cold and I don't understand cause it's so warm the weather and I feel cold like if it is the coldest days of the winter in Canada.
I love to walk when I need to think and rethink... it's healthy and easy. Maybe I fall in love for someone that wasn't meant to be, we started in a toxic way that it's not supposed for a couple to start. Starting doing sex every night without even knowing each other, where I had my mind when I accepted doing it? Maybe I wouldn't had problems or wishes that I shouldn't like want him right here in middle of the street fucking me... wait what did I just said? Oh god, what is going on with me? I'm not like this or I wasn't until him. I want him but he has to learn how to respect me.
I stop by the coffee, a new chic French coffee.
- The best croissant you have and a coffee please.
I take the money and I give the lady that gives me the food.
- Thank you!
I sit in a table outside, in the coffee terrace and I bite my croissant and omg... I really need to go next weak to Paris with Natalie. I'm already imagining eating croissant every single morning and take photos next to the Eiffel Tower. I'm excited!