Faded Love

Part 2

Faye

I woke up in my house, I'm assuming Aurora found me and took us home yesterday. I remember bits and pieces to last night but there's one think I definitely didn't forget. The greek god.

We didn't even have sex and that was the best experience I've had in awhile. It honestly all feels like a dream now, the only reason I know it's real are the hickeys all over my body.

My best friend interrupts my reminiscing by bursting into my room.

"I got you breakfast." She says quietly, barley dimming my lights.

She sits a tray onto my lap as I'm sitting up

"So that guy?" She says raising her eyebrow at me stealing a grape from the tray.

"Ares? Yeah he's cool." I say trying to hide my smile.

"Your lucky there was music playing last night. Your not very quiet." She says masking her laugh.

"If there was music playing how you hear me?" I'm trying to hide the redness on my face.

"Who says I wasn't in the room right next door?" She says embarrassed.

Clearly I wasn't the only one who had fun last night.

"Girl tell me, everything!" I say existed.

We go on talking about the nights we had, she did a little more than I did but in no way did I regret anything that happened last night.

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I went downstairs in my kitchen to look for some ibuprofen. My head hurts like a bitch. Aurora went home so it's just me now.

After drinking some water I realize how dirty I am so I decided to take a shower. I get in and start the water off cold trying to wake myself up. It didn't really work so I just turned on the hot water and enjoyed myself.

I get out and I look in the mirror examining every inch of my body. Every curve every mark and every hickey Ares left.

I miss him.

No I don't. What the hell am I thinking. I don't even know him. All I know is he is amazing with his tongue. It doesn't matter anyways I'll probably never see him again. I never got his number and I'm sure it's be hard to find him on social media.

I got dress and out of curiosity I search up Ares on instagram and a lot of Ares greek god fan pages come up and a couple real names. The first one being Ares Finch, I was gonna scroll past it because there is no way it would be him until I realized the club we went to was owned by the Finch's.

No fucking way. I look on the photos and it's a bunch of pictures of him. Both him with his friends and him with other bitches. I guess he flaunts the girls he sleeps with like if it's something to be proud of.

Looking at his bio and captions the person he post is nothing like he was in person that night. Maybe it was all an act and maybe he does it to every girl he gets with but either way, the Ares I see on here was not the Ares I met.

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I went out to get coffee, I definitely needed something to keep me going today. As I was driving I see a long strip of nice cars that all look similar to one another. All black with blacked out windows. After finding out who I was with last night I couldn't help to think it was him but I decided not to risk checking.