ERIN
I filled my glass three times since she left.
I can't believe she's doing this.
- You're a little festive tonight, aren't you ? Aliya commented while I have emptied the fourth one.
I didn't answer. I was too preoccupied for that.
- She's really gonna fuck this guy, I think loudly.
- Yes, and ? What's the matter ?
- The matter is that she's a virgin. Imagine that this guy's her first time.
- Then, it's cool for her, I guess. He's sexy.
- Being sexy isn't everything. Maybe he'll don't know how to do it. Not properly.
I noticed Aliya didn't care as much as me, it was disturbing me.
- What if she's doing this just because of me ? I wondered.
- Fuck, Erin. Everything isn't always about you. Let this girl live.
She was getting on my nerves.
Why doesn't she understand ?
- Why does it even matter that much ? she suddenly asked.
- I don't want her to regret it.
I was being honest. Half honest, let's say. I was scared he could hurt her. Moreover, Jo deserved way more than a night fuck.
- She's a big girl, Erin.
I knew it. Deeply.
But it was not enough to bring back my peace of mind.

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Tears Of London
RomanceHe is problems. She is too. They are like tears, falling in the nonchalant streets of London. Where will this fall take them ?