"Girl, if you don't get the fuck from me I know you thought we had something special But you don't mean nothing to me Girl, I'm sorry you not the one for me Just be honest, girl what you want from me? This ain't nothing new, keep it so one-hundred"
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Trinity's words have been replaying in my mind on a never-ending loop. There was something special about her. She made me feel like a brand new person, and it scared me. I trusted her, but I never believed in love. I wanted to make her mine but I was afraid that I wouldn't love her right. I don't want to be the reason she experiences heartache and pain. I didn't want to break her heart, and I didn't want her to break mine. Love can be dangerous, and the fear of the unknown made me anxious.
I was pulled away from my thoughts by a series of notifications.
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A text message from her only meant one thing. We only hit each other up when we needed sexual favors, but we weren't always fuck buddies. We had feelings for each other but things never worked out between us.
I let out a frustrated sigh, contemplating on what to do. I've been stressed lately, and the sexual tension built up in side of me didn't make it any better. I haven't had sex in months, and I knew Brittany was using that to her advantage.
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I shoved a few condoms in my pocket and rushed out of the door with my keys in hand.
Part of me wanted to stay because of my feelings for Trinity, but my lust for Brittany was too strong.
