Even if I'm gone, just know I love you

Chapter 11: The miss cheater

Ethens point of view
Sam drops me off at my apartment. She says she could stay if i want but I want to be alone. I walk inside and take a look around. The kitchen, the window, the couch.
They remind me of her.
I thought she loved me, and we were going to actually live together, get married, have a family. I guess not.
Fuck it.
I grab my car keys and leave.

I drive around until I see a bar.
I could use a drink.
I park and go inside.
"How can I help you sir?" A bartender asks.
"Can I have a margarita?" I ask as I sit on the stool.
He nods and starts making one. Then a girl with pretty red hair sits next to me. She has a black short dress that's sorta revealing.
"How can I help you young lady?" The bartender asks while handing me my drink.
"Just a pina colada." She says.
"Ain't that a bit basic." I say.
"Says the one who got a margarita." She giggles.
I laugh with her. "I'm Ethen by the way."
"I'm Maya."
Aiden's girlfriend. You know right now would be a good time to tell her that her boyfriend is cheating on her.
"Aren't you that cafe owner's girlfriend?" I ask.
"Please, that's the only reason I'm here, don't even mention it." She replies.
Or maybe not say a thing?
I giggle "I work across the coffee shop. I work at the Bakery."
"Ohh, you're that baker boy. Aren't you dating one of the workers in the cafe?" She asks.
Shit.
"Well I did, until I found out she was cheating on me with her boss." I say.
Well it's out now.
"You mean my boyfriend?"She says as the bartender hands her drink.
"Yup." I replied.
She takes a sip. She looks as if she doesn't care. She looks more happy than sad.
"Hey, how about we both go to my place." She says.
Would this be cheating?
"Okay."
...
Once we get to the car, I already have her kissing my neck as I drive.
I don't care. Once she tells me to stop, we stop at a big house. We go inside, but once I close the door she pushes me to the wall and kisses me. I remove my hoodie and zip open her dress. I carry her to her couch and kiss her more, but not on her lips. I kiss from her neck down to her chest and back up. I'm too drunk to even think about what I'm doing. She unzips my jeans and I put it in. I ignore what she's saying, but I love the sound of her moans. I'm going rough and hard. I don't know, maybe it's because I'm mad about what Anora did to me or I'm just in the mood.
Anora.
I suddenly picture Maya as Anora.
I still love her.
I'm kissing her lightly and slowly while I'm still going rough. I remember the time in the kitchen, the way she kissed me to hide her screams, and the threat she gave me if I stopped. It might be shitty of me to think of Maya as Anora right now, but I still love her.
And miss her.