Serena
Marshall and I have been knowing each other since quite a few months now. I think it's safe to say he is my best friend and safe space.
I don't have feelings for him though, I can't. He's already told that there's no room for feelings in his life. But, does that mean there's no room for them in my life either? Well, the answer to that question is, it doesn't matter. Because it takes two to be able to do something about feelings.
He holds my hand, kisses me on the lips, shows up with my favorite ice-cream at 12 am, sneaks in my house through the balcony, holds me when I cry, listens to my rants on any bad day, shows up any time I need him, but not because he has feelings for me. He does all of these things because we are best friends.
And did I also mention that we fuck? Oh, I didn't. Well, I did now.
He is my best friend with benefits, now the benefits include doing everything that two people in a relationship do, except calling it a relationship. Gen-z has made up a word for this ruckus, they call it a 'situationship'.
Well, after promising myself a billion times, and cringing over hearing other people's situationship stories, here I have landed with an aching heart and a non-labeled relationship disguised as 'friends with benefits'
I don't think it's beneficial for me anymore. I mean, the sex is good, but it's making me feel hollow and shallow.
I don't think I can do this anymore, but if I say anything, I think I might risk ending up losing my precious fuck-buddy, or fuck-bestie.
Don't mind me, I use humor as self-defense because I've learned to suppress my emotions.
Estelle won't be so proud when she finds out what I've been doing to myself. Estelle is my stepmother by the way. But I like to acknowledge her as my real mother. She raised me and my little sister, Holly. Our biological mother died while giving birth to Holly, and I was 3. Two years after that, my dad remarried and brought Estelle into our lives. Well, technically he brought her into our home, because she was already there in our lives. She was my mother's friend.
A couple years after that, my father passed away due to a cardiac arrest. Estelle has been taking care of Holly and I ever since.
I am Serena Abrams and you'll be hearing from me soon.
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A/N
Please go through the character sketch before staring the book!
