Diary of a Fat Girl's Sexplorations

Chapter 33

"Goodbye, Nik." Jane inhales deeply to keep her tears at bay. 

"Not goodbye. See you later," Nik says as he wraps his muscular tan arms around her waist one more time before she leaves. He gives her a gentle kiss on her forehead before backing away so she can board his jet. 

"Okay, see you later." Jane turns away, headed for the entrance to the plane. She makes it halfway up the stairs before she quickly turns around and jogs back over to him. She grabs the collar of his shirt, pulling him down to her level, and smashes her soft lips against his rough ones. Once she is satisfied with her goodbye kiss, she loosens her grip on him before backing away. 

She boards the jet completely this time, refusing to turn around to get one last look at the man who reignited her soul after it had been hidden deep inside her for far too long. One last look may have been all it would take to go back home with Nik. She knows she can't be with him right now. Not until they get this bullshit situation sorted out. 

Once on the jet, Jane places her bags in the overhead compartments and grabs a seat. She pops her headphones in and turns on some random break-up playlist recommended by Spotify. She buckles herself in and then leans her head back, closing her eyes. 

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Steam from the gym showers fills the chilly tiled space. Jane wraps herself in a towel and makes her way toward the lockers to get changed back into the outfit she wore to school today. She spins the dial and opens the small metal grate to find that all of her belongings have been stolen. She is left naked and freezing in her high school gym girl's locker room. 

She calls her mom and is able to get her to contact the front office to send someone out to help her. She waits and waits and waits. The ticking of the clock seems to grow louder with each second that passes her by. Then, as soon as the ticking started, it stops, and in walk a horde of men with the faces of all her past lovers. A chattering of harsh voices shreds through the silence.

The pointing, laughing, and commenting on her body in malicious ways is so destructive to her self-esteem.  She can't bare the humiliation any longer. She tries to run away from the horrible men but the crowd continues to grow. She covers her ears and squeezes her eyes shut, trying to escape the hellish riot. Her body slams into something solid. 

It's a person. She feels muscles rippling underneath the fabric of their shirt and can feel hot breath blowing across the top of her head. The figure envelops her. She opens her eyes and she is completely surrounded by inky black nothingness. She reaches out to find the body of whoever she ran into but is met with more emptiness. Her breathing is fast and uneven. Goosebumps shoot up her arms and down her legs. A pair of eyes materialize before her. They are chocolate brown and familiar, but they look directly through her as if she doesn't exist. 

"Goodbye, Jane."

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Blood-curdling screams alert the visitor who enters the apartment. They throw their key and belongings onto the floor and race towards the origin of the pained screeches. They scramble to the bedroom and find Jane. She is shivering and crying out. Her arms and legs are reaching, grasping for anything to ground her. A cold sweat drenches the poor girl, causing her clothes to stick to every part of her skin.