Pure agony

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A month had nearly passed by when I finally received a text from Pascal.

"Lilly, I broke up with Cheyenne, it was difficult but it had to be done. I don't want to share just sweat and orgasms with you, I want to share romantic walks on the beach and ice cream sundaes with you. Lills, I want to be your boyfriend."

I was gobsmacked yet again.

Pascal either over does things or does them just right.

I remember him telling me it was our little secret but now he broke up with his girlfriend and wants to be my boyfriend.

He wants to be with me, the other girl.

I just can't but wonder what Cheyenne might think.

The love of her life left her for me.
A "skank"

I said no.

Pascal was in the wrong state of mind and reading his message was pure agony, it just made my heart throb even more.

I knew he didn't love me, I could feel it, I saw how he looked at Cheyenne, I saw how he touched her or made her smile.

That was love.

"Pascal, please leave Me alone. This isn't helping. It was stupid of you to break up with Cheyenne, she actually loves you. I'm just a skank who gives good sex. I can't date you, I can't know you, I can't share romantic beach walks or sundaes with you. Pascal, just , please , its best if you never talk to me again, talking to you is agonizing.
Goodbye"

"Goodbye"

Yes, it was sad to talk to him like that, but it was best. He loved Cheyenne and I, I liked him , a lot.

But I will get rid of those feelings, I just need a rebound off of friends with benefits kind of relationship

Sooo, I phoned my best friend and we made plans to go out that same night.

"To the clubs we go" is what we sang after having one too many shots of tequila.

We were having a blast, dancing, singing and talking to cute boys, out of the corner of my eye , I noticed a familiar figure.

It was Cheyenne, in a club?
This was confusing.

I didn't want her to see me, so I discreetly left the club with Camilla, we went to the club next door and continued our dancing there.

When I saw Cheyenne, a thousand feelings of like and admiration flooded my mind. I was infatuated with Pascal and there was nothing I could do about it.

This was the one guy I could not lose feelings for.

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