All That Matters

Prologue

"Greg? Nasaan ka?"

She's still looking for me. Fuck. If I knew she'd come today, I wouldn't be doing her right now.

"Greg?", she knocked on my door and I prayed to all heavens to stop myself from thrusting.

"Baby, please..", she was already begging for me to go on, and I was too. But if I do, she'll hear us and our moans. I still don't want her to know about us. I can't lose her yet. Not now.

I heard the door opened and closed and that's my cue. She knows that when my bedroom door is locked, I'm not home. Except today. I'm pretty sure she's having doubts already so she dropped by. I haven't called her since yesterday and I felt somehow guilty. She was expecting my call. She always does. But I'm with someone right now. Someone who's not just someone. And now that she's back, things are becoming more difficult. I knew I couldn't forget about her. She was my first.

First love.

First girlfriend.

First kiss.

Hell, even first sex.

She's my first everything. If only her parents didn't pursue her to study abroad, we would still be together. If only we fought harder.

"Ahh.. Shit, yes babe.. Harder.", she moaned louder and a few more thrusts, she shivered and had her 4th orgasm. In a while, I had mine, too.

It's like the first time we did each other. How tight my dick fits inside her. We couldn't get enough of each other every time we make love.

I pulled her closer to me and told her to sleep. I closed my eyes but all I could see was Isabel's face. Her genuine smile that had me into her the first time I saw her. The way she closes her eyes when she's all tired and sore after we make love at night.

Then it hit me again.

The strong pang of guilt and overflowing conscience. I am so sick of doing this to her, but I can't help it. Having back this woman beside me rambled all my emotions and made me think twice of what I feel.

I know cheating is never a coincidence. It's always a choice. You choose to do something that you know will hurt someone. And I know I don't have any acceptable reason once she finds out. I know I'm an asshole but I still don't want to lose Isabel.

My phone vibrated and I received a text message. I reached out for my phone only to find Sab's name and feel another batch of fucking guilt.

I dropped by your condo, baby. I was hoping we could have lunch together. Sweldo ko kasi ngayon. Anyways I just left some fruits on your fridge. Kainin mo, ha? Get well soon. I miss you. :)

I took a deep breath and turned my phone off. She thought I was sick. That was what I told her two days ago. But she's not that dumb to think that I'm sick when I'm not home. Nagdududa na siya, alam ko. But... There's just so many buts right now and I still can't figure out how to fix anything.

I'm so sorry, Isabel.

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A/N: This story is pure fiction. Any names, places, dates, and events similar to any other stories are purely coincidental and is somewhat not related.

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