Chapter 11 ❣︎ This Masquerade!

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𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝔽𝕠𝕣 ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 ℂ𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕜 ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕎𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘:

Pʅαყ !

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Chapter 11, This Masquerade!  Marty's POV

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Chapter 11, This Masquerade!
  Marty's POV


I cannot believe I turned down my dream woman. What had I been thinking? I sure was thinking with my head. And not my heart. With my pride really. I was such an ass to her. Because of why!? To get her back for all the times she turned me down? Was that why? I had probably lost all my chances with her that I had. Now I was sure I was not going to get another one!

Ever.

I had gone back to her to talk to her about it that every night. But she already went to bed. Or she was hurt by me and was avoiding me.

She sure was not talking that much like she normally did to me on the car ride. She had the radio blasting. On a seventies radio station. I had to get her to talk. She sat there in the front seat sulking.

I was driving over two more towns for the night. This sight-seeing was getting to be fun with her. Too bad it really was not a romantic trip for the both of us. I wish it was. I could at least keep these memories we were making in the back of my mind forever. I would never forget them.

Especially the dinner dates to the romantic sexy slow dances we were sharing. That was a profound moment for the two us. She felt protected and needed by me. I hoped when this all ended, she was still going to want to see me. Or at least still be my friend.

And stay in my life.

I could not imagine living my life without her in it.

"Where did you want to go for lunch?" I ask as I reach over to turn down some David Cassidy song that was blaring on the radio.

"Anywhere is fine by me. Does not matter" she says as she yawns.

"Can we talk? About last night?" I nervously begin.

"You said it. You are right. Let's leave things were they are. I agree with you" she has to say making my heart turn inside. I knew it. I called it. I blew it with her.

"So, you agree?" I ask softly. That was a downer.

She nods. "I got caught up in the moment. The dancing. I miss having a boyfriend. I hate being alone. And I did not want to be dependent on you and you are right about that" she informs me. "I never have been alone in my life and I am not used to it. Maybe it is time after this I get used to it. And work on myself"

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