nothing lasts forever{wlw, teacherxstudent}

𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦

-Natalie's POV-

Natalie
Why did you follow my instagram??

Diana
Why did you follow back?

Natalie
I asked you first

Diana
I was just curious, I guess

Natalie
Curious about what?

I hear my front door opening and I drop my phone down on the couch as I sit back. That better be Tatum with my food.

"Tatum, is that you?" I call before my living room door creaks opens.

"I got some pizza since you didn't answer my text, Asshole." Tatum sets the box down on my dark coffee table before joining me on the couch. Tatum's woodsy cologne never fails to fill my senses.

"Oh, I adore you." I open the box, I haven't eaten all day because of work. At lunch, I just do more work, not school work, a different type of work which unfortunately, does not get done on its own.

"I know that, have you talked to Zack since the divorce?" Zack is my brother, also the one who slept with my wife numerous times and the reason of our divorce. Tatum is one of my closest friends who I grew up with, she's also an absolute cunt...which I can say because it's the truth.

"No and I don't plan on speaking to him." I take a bite of the pizza, glancing to Tatum, meeting her dark brown eyes. Tatum is a lesbian too, however, she's much more masculine than me. She has long caramel hair with an undercut, she never bothers putting her hair up so it's not visible half of the time. Her skin is a bit tan like mine but both her arms and most of her body, is covered in tattoos. She also goes to the gym almost everyday so she does have muscles and abs, she's still not as strong as she looks.

"You're gonna have to talk at—"

"No, we don't have to, Tatum, he destroyed my marriage. Have you talked to Olivia?" It comes out cocky, she was friends with both me and Olivia at a time.

But, back to Zack, I don't plan on speaking with him, not only because he destroyed my marriage but he destroyed every ounce of respect I ever had for him, and that was a fucking lot.

"I did actually." She nods, kicking off her shoes before putting her feet up on the coffee table. Jesus Christ.

"Is she alright?"

"Nope, she's a mess honestly."

"Why? She's the one that slept with my brother."

"And you know she regrets it—"

"She fucked my brother for the first time on our wedding night, then continued to do it after, it happened multiple times before I caught the two of them. I don't care if she regrets it or not, I regret everything that I done for her."

"You scared her the night you said that you wanted a divorce, you threw a glass at Zack."

"Whose side are you on?" I ask her, turning to her and humming. She rolls her eyes, sitting back.