GIRL UNDER ME- GUMTHESERIES

perfect place (my home)

-Sam, what are you doing here? It's 2 am in the morning and I don't have time for your bullshit.

-I just wanted to see you- I continue with tears streaming down my face.

I don't know how I got myself here, right at Mon apartment's doorstep. Every Thursday after work I try to drift my mind away from Mon with chugs of alcohol at a lonely bar. The owners must recognize my face and wonder why such a successful business woman, top CEO of Thailand is drunkenly crying from Thurdays to Sundays in their barstool.

-Okay, now you've seen me, you can go- She attempts closing the door but I'm faster and stronger than her. So much stronger that I accidentally make her stumble backwards, leaving me enough space to enter her home. I just don't know what gets to me when it comes to her rejecting me. It's never been easy for me not getting what I craved.

-Hey hey, please listen to me- I rise my hands up in surrender

She takes a few seconds to decide wether or not to call the police and send me straight to jail for invasion of privacy- Okay, just don't come near me.

That would be fucking hard to accomplish since she's the love of my goddamn existence wearing a crop top and a thong exposing the majority of her delicious body which I luckily claimed innumerable times.

I'll try- sniffing I rake my fingers through my disheveled.

-Sam it's been two months since we broke up, you shouldn't be here. You should be moving on like I'm trying to do. I know it's easier said than done but if it gives you any inspiration I got a new job, saved for a new car, living independently, fuck, I even cut my hair which I didn't know it could be such a reliever.

- I know you cut your hair, I've seen it in your stories.

- You should stop seeing them.

- Why? You look so cute it makes my day seeing you on my screen.

- Wasn't I a whore to you who lurks from one to another?

-Oh my God Mon stop! How many times should I ask for forgiveness. I was so angry to the point I just saw red so I spat every curse I knew unconsciously- I cried out loud

-Stop shouting, the neighbors will complain.

I just couldn't take it anymore. I have to walk in circles right in her living room to prevent from doing something crazy.

-Oh, and I'll be moving out in less then a week so you won't be able to appear whenever you want, disturbing my sleep.

I stop my circling and take a good look at her living room, every piece of furniture is packed up and ready to be withdrawn. No, this can't be real. She can't be moving out. Not far away. In complete shock, I take a few steps forward, too many so that I'm taking up her personal space. She places her hand on my chest.

-What have I said about not coming near me?

-Where you will be leaving?- I completely disregard her question and stay just were I am.

-I don't want you to know, that's why I'm not telling you shit.

I wrap my hand on top of hers, both resting on my chest.

-Please, don't do this. It's hurting so much that I'm going insane, Mon. I was meant to be yours, you can't just throw me away and the intense loving year we've been through to the trash. I'm a human being, I fucked up a lot and will continue fucking up, but I'll love you more than fucking up. I will always choose you because I can't keep waking up alone, working alone, drinking my ass off in a bar and cry like a dog four nights a week. It's not healthy for me.