If Yesterday was Real (Benson Sisters #1)

Chapter 5: Talking to the cheater I once loved

Chapter 5: Talking to the cheater I once loved

"Marge, come on."

"I don't want to talk to you, Daniel." I return fiercely, but to my horror, my body doesn't move. I can't even bring myself to walk away from him.

He pulls my arm, and to my dismay, I let him drag me into the men's comfort room. A few students glance at us, some whispering with judgmental expressions. After making sure no one's inside, he locks the door.

Daniel, with his beautiful almond shaped eyes the color of autumn leaves, looks helpless. I hate how I still love him deep inside. "Talk to me, please?" he pulls himself closer to me and I take a deep breath.

The bell rings, and before I know it, he's pushing me against the wall, his mouth on my neck.

I suddenly feel out of breath, but I can't bring myself to stop this from escalating. I've missed this so much. I've missed him. Instead, a soft moan escapes from my lips and I pull him closer to me.

I know my sisters and friends would kill me for letting it go so far with Daniel, but they don't know him like I do — right now, they all see Daniel as a cheating scumbag in the football team. I, on the other hand, still see the Daniel who stood up for me in freshman year, the Daniel who danced with me under the moonlight and asked me to be his girlfriend in sophomore year, the Daniel who drove 6 hours three times a week last year just to see me over the summer, the Daniel who made me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world...

"You still want me, Marge. Whether you like it or not, you still feel something for me," Daniel says, matter-of-fact. I can't even tell him he's wrong.

He removes my top, and I let him while I unbuckle his pants. "Fuck. I've missed this..." and it's true. I really have missed this. I've missed him so much.

Too much. I wrap my legs around him, and he says my name with so much pleasure it hurts.

But then, out of nowhere, I think of myself as Ms. Wendy. Ms. Wendy's legs wrapped around Daniel. Daniel moaning her name.

Daniel and Ms. Wendy.

Ms. Wendy and Daniel.

"Stop... Stop..."

Daniel pauses. "Marge...?"

I'm nearly in tears. "Stop, Daniel. No. This isn't going to work. Not anymore."

"Marge..." he continues to kiss my neck, his grip on me a little tighter. "You can't give up on us. You can't just throw away our 3 years together. Marge..."

"You gave up on us, Daniel. Not me," I whisper, doing my best to push him away. "We were over the moment you kissed our fucking teacher."

That makes him pause. He's the first one to break eye contact. "You and Parkers aren't going to last long," he spits out bitterly, "you two have nothing in common, and I doubt his family would approve of you."

His last comment startles me. "What?"

Daniel makes a face. "They're a wealthy influential family, Marge. My dad signed a business deal with his parents once and said they were the most arrogant people he met in the industry."

I recall how Daniel's parents didn't really like me for him at first considering I didn't come from an extremely wealthy family, but they eventually came around. If Colter's family is as bad as Daniel says, then I might as well be fucked. I think back to how Mr. Parkers asked what my parents did the first time we met, and almost flinch at the reminder of Sunday night.

"Why did you do it?"

Daniel glances up at me. The guilt is written all over his face.  I wish he could tell me Miss Wendy was the one who kissed him, and that he felt absolutely nothing. "It was just the two of us in the room, Marge..."