This Won't Work

A Lovely Sight

"Tell me what's your kink, gimme the dick
Spank me, slap me, choke me, bite me"

- Doja Cat

The tension at breakfast was awkward.

It was the day after Nova confronted Damien. Elana had been left out of it. She had spent the rest of the day doing everything to distract herself.

Her bestest friend, who was coincidentally the sister of the guy she was fucking, had recently caught her fucking him.

Elana didn't know how she was supposed to act with Nova now. She didn't know if she was supposed to feel embarrassed, or guilty, or just okay.

Because right now she was feeling all three.

Nobody would have to know. Now Nova knew.

Marissa interrupted the silence. "So, Nova, happy to be in Hawaii?" Her bright smile was not fit for the situation.

"Yes, the weather is amazing." Nova responded, her voice tight.

Earlier today, Marissa has seen her sister for the first time in five years. Marissa had literally sprinted to hug her. She was so excited, opposed to Nova who could not get the picture out of her head.

"Right? We've been spending almost every day out on the beach."

Damien sat in the chair near Elana. He would usually move his chair closer to her, teasing her every opportunity he got. But this time, there was reasonable space between them and Damien didn't dare to look at her.

She found herself frowning at that. She had grown used to his teasing.

The two sisters caught up with each other but Elana couldn't seem to listen to them. Damien's expression was fully serious, which was very strange for him. He was always tossing around jokes, taunting her, smirking at something.

Now, he just brought a glass of water to his lips and pulled out his phone.

"Damien?" Elana's voice spoke for the first time in all of breakfast.

"Yeah?" His eyes peered into hers. Elana wouldn't admit it but she missed the constant intense eye-contact.

"Are you okay?"

"Are you?"

She nodded. "I think so,"

"I wasn't expecting her." He tipped his head towards Nova.

"Me either. It's okay,"

But he knew her biggest fear was for Nova to find out so it wasn't okay. Yet, he turned to his phone as quiet veiled over them again.

Elana had just discovered the slightest amount of comfort with Damien, only to be uncomfortable with him again. She had just accepted her need for sex with him only for it to be thrown out the window. It took so long for her to just feel his touch without pulling away and they were back at square one.

*****

Somehow, at some point during the afternoon he had found himself in the balcony of his room, taking swigs from a bottle he'd bought on the way back.

He had been stuck on the balcony for the past hour. His arms against the railing as he narrowed his eyes at nothing.

The sunset was so much more beautiful when there was a body of water. The way the suns reflection glimmered in the water, the ripples shimmering. It was picturesque. Surreal.

But he couldn't appreciate the scenery well enough. His mind had become a swirl of inquiries, anger, and so much confusion.

Nova didn't dictate his life so why was he letting her? He could fuck Elana if he wanted to. He could drink and smoke if he wanted to. It was his life he was ruining.