How Many dudes you know roll like me? Not many, if any

47 How many dudes you know roll like me? Not many, if any

Nearly at the nifty fifty!

Hope you enjoy :) Bit of bonding time with Ana and her girls. She needs it!

Katary

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I nodded; I just wanted this confrontation to end. It had drained me of my energy. ‘Fine. Then go. I don’t ever want to hear from you again. Don’t look at me, don’t talk to me and don’t you dare even think about me. You are a nameless face in my memory. End. Leave.’

I felt the surge of adrenaline flow through as I spoke. It felt a little exhilarating, a little frightening, and a lot heartbroken.

I looked at Damien one last time, all trace of hoping for some miracle that he was a good man were gone. But I was startled with his expression.

I expected that same look I got when he first got here; indifference. But he looked just as heartbroken as I.

And my heart skipped a beat.

Not good Ana, not good. Look away now. I followed the simple instruction in my head. It wasn’t enough.

Ok, walk away now. Just turn and walk away.

I took a deep breath and turned slowly away from Damien. ‘Wait.’ My eyes snapped up.

Don’t look at him Ana, I repeated, just let him say what he wants then walk away.

‘I really am sorry Ana.’ The words reverberated through my body and it held no sympathy.

‘And sorry is just a word.’ I quickly strode away, my breath quickening out of anxiousness, fear, anger, sadness and god knows how many other feelings. It felt like a storm was thundering inside me.

I walked around the back of the house and found that everyone was getting a hose down, obviously cleaning themselves up before we went inside. I snatched the hose off Ben and quickly washed myself before running inside. No one even asked where I was or anything. They obviously were having too much fun.

I ran to the linen cupboard trying carefully not to slip up on the lino. I was also trying really hard not to think about Damien.

Argh, it’s like the most infuriating thing ever! I still don’t fully understand why he went and spread that shit.

Why?!!

Don’t think about him Ana. Yes, listen to your mind Ana. It knows. It’s not stupid like you.

And now I’m arguing with myself, great.

I threw a bunch of towels on the floor by the door to the backyard, and motioned for Ma and Jules to follow me.

‘Angel, where did you run away to?’ Jules said as she followed me up the stairs.

I took a deep breath in. I knew this would be painful to say, but it was just like that band aid crap, or even worse, a wax strip. The pain lingers for a while even after its been ripped off.

‘I’ll tell you guys when we get upstairs ‘k?’ I told them noticing the noise from the boys as they fought over the towels. Man mum is gonna freak with the washing. Oh well, she has to be used to it, I mean after one time mum had to buy all new towels because we all decided to buy hair dye for all of us and we stained the towels all different colours. Surprisingly (or not so), the boys used all of the pink.

We got to my room and I carefully closed the door and locked it. We all started stripping our clothes, only walking around in our undies and bras.  We had been around each other so long and very comfortable with our bodies it was like second nature.