Just friends.
We're just friends.
No, really. She's just my best friend...
Lili Moon has been my best friend since fourth grade, even when we "hated" each other. We've been there for one another through first kisses, first "times," and we've been ea...
I shook my head as my current girlfriend, mia, ran in circles around me on the beach. Dressed in a bright red bikini, she smiled as she splashed me, garnering the jealous attention of other guys nearby. Every so often, when I smiled back at her, she would untie the camera from her wrist and stand next to me—holding it high above us while yelling, "Selfie time! Cutest Couple Everrr!"
To be honest, everything about this woman was damn near perfect on the outside: She was stunningly beautiful with light green eyes and full soft lips; she had an infectious laugh that could make the most sullen person smile, and her sense of humor was pretty similar to mine. She had a naturally bubbly personality that could make any stranger believe she was a best friend at a first encounter, and behind closed doors, her desire for sex was almost as high as mine.
That's where her nice qualities ended though, and I, unfortunately, found that out much too late.
A few months after we started to date seriously, her true character began to show: First, I found out that her naturally bubbly personality wasn't "natural" at all; it was a side effect of the illegal Adderall she often abused and overdosed. Second, was her habit of texting me every hour on the hour with "I miss you, baby. Where are you?" whenever we weren't together. If I didn't answer her in three minutes or less, she would text me repeatedly: "Are you dead? ARE. YOU. DEAD?!" And lastly, the reason I was definitely ending this relationship sooner than later, was her new and weird-ass sex fetish: She liked to crawl around the room on all fours and purr like a kitten before and after sex. She even "meowed" when she came.
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Some shit I just couldn't handle for the long term...
"Hey, you!" mia splashed me, knocking me out of my thoughts. "What are you over there thinking about?"
"A lot of things..." I admitted.
"That's why I like you, vantae." She smiled. "You're always in deep thought, thinking about deep things..." She held the camera above us. "Deep-thought selfie!"
"Right..." I waited until she'd snapped the photo. "Are you ready to head back yet?"
"Almost! Give me five minutes. I want to wade farther out and feel the waves against my chest one last time."
I nodded and watched her slip into the ocean—beckoning me to join her, but I simply forced a smile and stayed back. I was still thinking, still wondering why I could never get past the six-month mark with any woman I dated—why I could never find enough strength to stick around another second.
"Okay!" mia met me on the shore. "I'm ready to head back now if you are, vantae. I know what's really on your mind..." She pressed her hand against my crotch. "Meow..."
