T W O : We Were Made For Each Other, But Now?

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**𝒷𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑒**

But I couldn't. I couldn't fucking bring myself to ask him that question that has been going on and on in my head.

I looked into his eyes, my eyes not being able to leave his. But after all, no matter what I try or do, he's already married. He's someone else's husband, someone else's life. Has a three year old daughter. Who am I to intrude his life? We ended things years ago, and it everything we shared stays there. It'll never grow anymore, never change.

Our relationship now was only friendship. Nothing more, nothing less. I glanced at Matthew and saw him flirting with some other girl. She was taller than me, blonde-haired, green-eyed. She was everything I wasn't.


I rolled my eyes and excused myself from Jesse. "Hey, catch ya later." I said, trying to sound casual. He smiled, and I felt a twinge of pain. "Sure, see you." He said, and I knew he meant it.


I walked over to Matthew and wrapped my arms around him from the back. He turned around, his back facing that bitch. "Hey babe," he said, slurring his words. He was drunk, he was bored, such a jerk.


He crashed his lips onto mine and I couldn't pull away. I was forced into everything he did. His hands slowly travelled down and he gave my ass a tight squeeze. I pulled away, not being able to accept the fact that Jesse has moved on, and I'm still here like a goddamn fool, not knowing how to get my way back to the guy that I truly loved.


I wished I could be with Jesse. I wished he could be with me. Wish I could turn back the clock. But I can't do nothing no more.

It's way too late, complicated.

He frowned and grabbed my wrist violently. He pulled me closer to him and kissed my forehead. "Where do you think you're going, huh?" He asked, his voice low and menacing.

He forcefully pulled me into a room at the party and covered my mouth with his hands. I let out a muffled scream that no one could possibly hear into his hand.

He threw me on the bed and ripped everything that was on me. I begged him to let me go, but all he did was ignore my shit and thrusted into me mercilessly. I screamed out of pain, he didn't care neither stopped. He kept going.


I felt like dying. I remembered how gentle and attentive Jesse was with me. He'd never hurt me, unlike Matthew.


Once he reached his end, he finally pulled out. He threw his clothes back on and left me in the room alone. I laid there, not being able to move. It hurt so bad. I heard someone coming and quickly wrapped myself with the cozy comforter there.

My eyes widened as it was Jesse. Oh fuck. I hid my face under the sheets and he noticed. He walked closer to me and lifted the comforter off my face.


"Billie? Bro you good?" He asked and asked if he could sit. I nodded. "Y-y-ye-ah." My words stuttered. I couldn't even speak, let alone walk.

"Nah, you don't seem fine. And why the fuck are you here?"

"That's a long story."

"Summarize it for me."

"Just leave it be, Jes."

"Billie, did someone hurt you? You know that you can always rely on me right?"

At that moment I just felt like kissing his cheek and cuddling him. This change is hard to cope with. How come I never thought about this earlier? Blame's all on me.

His eyes widened and he grinned when he saw my lingerie and clothes on the floor. "Oh, so that's what happened." "Wasn't pleasurable bitch. It fucking hurts." I glared at him, the pain killed me. "What? Are you okay?" "N-no." I had literal tears in my eyes. He bent down and took my stuff, handing it to me.


"Okay you're not alright. Sorry. Do you need any help?" He'd ask. I hesitated at first, and he gently took my hand. "I'm not him. You can trust me. Besides, I only see you as my friend. Let me make it clear that I have no other intentions, Billie."

A part of me was devastated, knowing that he just confirmed that he doesn't want me no more. It's Gabriette that he wants. I'm only his friend.

"Yeah okay." He gave me my bra and helped me hook it in. I missed his soft gentle touch on my skin. Now another woman is enjoying that. He dressed me up back and gave me a hug. I really needed that. Honestly did.

"Where's Matthew?" He asked, like he was going to break the hell out of his face. I held his arm. "Jesse no. Leave it be." He turned to me, "Are you fucking crazy? He forced you into sex and you're so chill about it?" "Yeah?" I shrugged.

"Then it's up to you. He's your boyfriend, you should know him better than I do. Though I think I pretty much know him better than you." I smiled. "Thanks dude." I almost tripped and he caught me before I could and lifted me into his arms. "J-Jesse?" "What? You can't walk so? What'd you expect me to do? Abandon you here like that motherfucker did?"


"If you would want to do that, then yes. Go ahead, I can't do anythin' about that." He gave me the death stare. "Shut the fuck up and tell me where the hell is that pathetic idiot." "I don't know. He might be somewhere out there." "Okay at this point I really don't think it's safe for you to be with him. I know how he acts when he's drunk."

"You still remember huh?" He smiled. "Why wouldn't I? Billie, I still love you, as my friend. And even if we might had things in the past, I still care about you. Nothing has really changed. It's only that you got a shitty boyfriend."

"Mhm." He looked at my finger and his eyes widened when he saw a ring. "You guys are married?" "Nah. He proposed to me six months ago." "And you fucking agreed? What?" "Think that's my choice Jesse. And besides, I'm just a friend so in any way, we can never–"

He cut me off right there. "I. Have. A. Wife. And I'm not into you anymore. So quit that topic. I only asked out of concern."

"Sorry. Just some–" "Don't be sorry. I understand. Just know that I still care about you. It's your choice if you want to marry him. I just want you to be happy with whom you choose to share your entire life with."

"True." He carried me downstairs and Matthew was furious. He came over and grabbed Jesse by the collar of his shirt. "She's my girlfriend, not yours, you dumbass." "Get your hands off me." He pushed his hand and Matthew fell to the floor, all drunk.




# **𝑻𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅...**


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