Betrayal

Chapter 29

1 Week

My thighs stick together as I roll from one side to the other. It takes me a moment to wake myself up.

"Shit."

I hurry out of bed, into the bathroom, and sit on the toilet. I'm barely awake, but coherent enough to have the thought that I don't want to get a UTI.

I lie back down after I'm finished and stare sleepily at the ceiling. It's early. Soft light is coming in I left the doors open and can hear the sound of the ocean and birds chirping. After some thought I get back up and step into the shower.

I'm smiling as I think of last night. He snuck in a little after midnight. Ate me out, fucked me, and pleasured me until I couldn't take anymore. I fell asleep in his arms and I have no idea when he slipped out of the bed.

After my shower I wrap myself in a robe, step onto the balcony, and look down at the pool. It's empty. Nearly every morning he's swimming in it. He always catches me watching him, smiles, and waves. I sit in one of the chairs and watch the waves crash and look up at the sky. It isn't sunny out and in the distance there's gray and black clouds slowly rolling in. It's going to rain.

Lola and I have talked in length about the breakup, but I haven't told her the reason why. Dominic hasn't told her yet, either. And he hasn't told Rebecca, who seemed shocked that we'd broken things off. I think she's surprised by the fact that I'm here now and the split was so amicable that Dominic and I are staying friends. I've mentioned it to Warren, but he's told me not to worry about it and that he wants me to stay.

He's promised a surprise at the apartment next week. He's leaving tomorrow morning and he'll be there for three days, then back on Friday. I'm dreading him not being here, but it'll be a good time for me to catch up with Lola. I've been so distracted by him I haven't had any time for anything else in my head. I know he'll still be there, clouding my thoughts, and making it difficult to think.

"Hey, single lady."

I gasp, jump, and turn to see Lola. I laugh and smile as she sits in the chair next to mine. She's just woken up and is rubbing at her eyes. I offer her my vape and she takes a long pull off of it, then hands it back. I do the same. We put our feet up on the small table together.

"Does it feel different being single?"

"Not really. It's weird to be in this room by myself, but I really think we're better off just being friends."

She smiles.

"So you're just okay with it?"

"Yeah," I mutter. "I am."

"Well... I'm glad you're still here. We need to go out soon. Just you and me."

"I'd love that."

"Tonight, then. There's a club that'll let us in. They don't check ID's."

I nod, but I'm not sure if I want to tonight. The thought of going out to a club and drinking doesn't sound appealing to me. I'm sure it would distract me from Warren being gone, but I'm not one for clubs or partying. It's fine at the beach, at a bonfire, but being in an enclosed space with a bunch of strangers doesn't seem fun.

"Maybe."

"Oh, come on, it'll be fun."

We pass my vape back and forth as we talk. This reminds me of days after school. I'd take the subway and walk to her house. We'd sit in her room and smoke her vape that she kept hidden from Warren and Rebecca and blow the smoke out the window. We laughed so much. We talked about everything, about life, and what our plans were for the future.