We fuck and it was my first time. Honestly it hurt a little then it was amazing. I wake up to a screaming Shay. "What in the actual fuck are you two doing?" She looks red with anger like she could take out a gun and nail a shot right in between my eyes. "It's not what it looks like I swear!" Tommy yells using the cover to cover himself. "Then what the fuck is it Tommy?" She looks at me with hatred and pain mainly pain but she'll be fine. "You can get your fucking stuff and move into the other fucking room, you and the only person I ever fucking loved!" Shay continues to scream. "Shay I fucking loved you too but then you went and fucked the one girl I had a liking to!" I scream. "Wait, you fucked GiGi?" Tommy asks starting to get mad. "I honestly thought you were better than this, stopping low enough to fuck my own girlfriend," I sob with tears already running down my face and soaking my bra. "I seriously thought we were going to end up more then friends. After that night I honestly thought we had something special," Shay is crying at the point and I take the hint. I grab clothes and start getting dressed. I open the door and walk out, it's cold. I start walking at a slow pace. "Hey!" I hear someone yell at me. I turn and are greeted by a pair of soft lips, who is it? We continue to kiss as I'm held by my waist. We finally stop and I'm surprised by who it is, Shay. "I may do some fucked up shit to you but I will always have fucking feelings for you B." She looks like she's tired hasn't slept in days. I can see sleeping with GiGi was a total mistake, that I will never fucking believe. "I don't think I can forgive you. This cut just isn't healing," I say it then walk away. I do a fast pace walk until I make it to my cabin. Before I open the door and notice a note from GiGi. "Hey babe, I want you to meet me for breakfast at huddle house so we can talk all of this over. I love you, love GiGi." I rip it off because it still hurts knowing your best friend would go and fuck your girlfriend. I put my beanie on and grab my phone and get in my car. I guess I'll meet her there how much more harm can she do. Let's hope my parents aren't there. I pull up to the huddle house and instantly see GiGi sitting at a booth on the phone. I walk into the huddle house in what feels like slow motion. "Hey honey," she says looking up at me as I sit down across the table from her. "What's up?" I ask not making eye contact with her. Why'd I ask when I knew what's up she just ordered me here so she could apologize. "Nothing, I ordered us coffee and cinnamon rolls." She clicks her phone shut and puts it down. "Hey look at me B. I swear it meant nothing baby," she puts her hand on mine I don't fight it. I clench my teeth because I'm already cringing already thinking about what her and Shay did. "It must have meant something if you keep bringing it up." I think of sliding my hand away but stop. Maybe I want us to be together again but then it hits me, this is wrong. The cinnamon rolls arrive, the smell and look heavenly. I grab mine and start scarfing it down. I haven't eaten in two days, the only thing I've honestly ate is dick. "Come here," she says motioning toward me. I lean in decreasing the distance between us. She kisses my bottom lip, slowly. I guess she was trying to bring back an old flame. After that I sit back down. "You had frosting on your lip," she says sucking the frosting off her finger. My phone vibrates, it's Tommy. He says," I thought you should come over for a little one on one." As I'm about to respond my parents walk in. "Hey mom, dad," I say looking happy to see them. "Hey baby girl," my dad says smiling at me. We sit and talk for a while. "What's that white stain on your shirt honey?" My dad looks me in my eyes. "It's drool," I say chuckling knowing exactly what it was. I reply to his text, "Be there in five babe." I smile and thank GiGi for the food.

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Finding Myself
Fiksi UmumI stay in a small quiet town of Calera, Alabama. Everyone here knows everyone. It's hard living in a small town, nothing exciting happens. I was raised Christian, I'm not allowed to party... I'm tired of putting up with this... enough is enough.