How I got over my Ex

How I realised everything's connected to water

When I returned to my own dorm safely, I shut the door behind me and sighed a very deep sigh. I hadn't realised how dangerous the world out there was. I mean, those were just waterdrops. Waterdrops caressing a flawless hot body but still, it was just water.

"How was it? Did you punch him? I'd totally understand if you did." Jane asked while I was still recovering from the view I'd seen earlier.

"It was... damn." I said. I really needed a bucket of ice water thrown at me because this feeling wasn't normal. Although, that water would just remind me of the waterdrops. Oh God, water was ruined for me. Hopefully not forever because I kinda needed it to survive.

"Yeah, okay. That's not really an answer. Give me something to work with, Lu. Do you need tissues? Or ice for your hand? Please say ice for your hand." Jane replied. "And step away from the door, you look like a faucet."

"A faucet?"  I asked. Why did she pick the one thing that's connected to water?

"Just a new word I'm trying out." She shrugged.

I went to the couch and Jane followed swiftly. She obviously wasn't letting this one go and honestly, I didn't even know what to tell her.

"I didn't see him." I uttered eventually.

"Oh. Then why are you being so... not you?" Jane asked. I think she was about to say I was acting weird but I acted weird to her at least twice every hour so that word kinda lost its meaning.

"I'm being me!" I defended myself. "His roommate opened the door. He'd just come out of the shower."

"The jock, right? Oh my fuck! Did something happen? It would be the ideal revenge though, doing it with his roommate. Wow, you work fast. You weren't even gone more than ten minutes. Aw man, is he one of those guys who ejaculates prematurely? Ugh, that sucks. I mean, your revenge fuck should've been awesome!" Jane said while living in her own little fantasy world. Although, I'd been in that fantasy world a few minutes prior when I'd been staring at Keith's chest.

"No, stop! He was only half naked." Only. As if I'd just watched someone read the news. As if I hadn't just witnessed Keith's photoshopped abs. It didn't seem possible. Guys like that didn't exist. Not that Chris had a bad body but... he wasn't a Keith.

"So you just stared at him with your mouth hanging open trying really hard not to focus on the fact that he wasn't wearing clothes? Yep, I can imagine it just fine." Jane laughed.

"It's not funny! I probably acted like a complete idiot." I pouted.

"You probably did." Jane shrugged.

"That's not helping!" I replied. I already felt so embarrassed about everything. What if he told Chris I'd been ogling him shamelessly? He'd probably think I was a creep. And I kinda was.

Jane sighed. "Look, the guy was probably flattered. This is normal! You're parched!" She exclaimed.

"I'm confused." I told her. I was parched? My mouth had felt a little dry, although I had a feeling she was thinking about something else.

"You haven't had sex ever since you broke up with Chris." Jane spelled it out for me. Yep, definitely not thinking about being parched in the literal sense of the word.

"It's only been a few weeks. I'm not an animal, Jane." I told her.

"Oh but you are, Lu! We all are. The moment you realise sex isn't an easy accessible thing in your life anymore, you just want it all the more. I mean, it still can be an easy accessible thing but it isn't at this point." Jane clarified.

"What now?"

"Okay, I'll say it bluntly; you wanted Keith the drop that towel, grab you firmly and put his dick in y-"