Desirable Lies

Close Ain't Close Enough

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R rated content. Also Lily helped me with this chapter so thank you, babe!

I shake my head as her words fully sink in. Is she joking? Is she serious? The smug look on her face and arched eyebrows tell me that she's in no way making a joke. I awkwardly clear my throat before my words come out a mere whisper.

"I don't understand, Marta. What makes you think he doesn't care for me?" My voice remains calm in effort to not cause a scene where one might not be needed. Though it's unlikely, I keep telling myself that maybe she's confused and concerned for me.

"Well, for one, I've been in your shoes and look how that ended for me." She scoffed, throwing back the rest of her drink. Obviously she was looking for more than what he was willing to give her, and it's been eating her alive ever since.

"It's not like that with us, Marta," I explain, "He loves me, he told me."

"How many times has he fucked you?" Excuse me? As if that's any of her business. I stare at her wide eyed, opening my mouth to speak but having no clue what to say.

"No wonder he's still with you, you haven't given it up yet." I watch as a look of realization washes over her face. She leans back in her chair and let's out an airy laugh; almost like she's mocking me.

"Twice." I blurted without even thinking. I hated that I had given in to her little investigation, but the look of accomplishment on her face had to go. In a way, I needed her to know that he took a step with me that he had never taken with her.

"Twice, huh? Well, he'll probably keep you around for one more night in the sheets and then toss you out like he did with me."

That's it, I've had it with her. "Look, whatever game you're playing you need to put an end to it. He never did, nor ever will have the feelings he has for me, for you." Harsh, I know. But she needs to get this through her thick skull.

"Listen, here you little bitch," her tone suddenly took a turn for the worst as she pointed an unsteady finger my way. "I had him in the palm of my hand before your ass came along. He would be with me if you hadn't shown up." We both rose to our feet at the same time, both refusing to be looked down upon.

"He's with me now and there's nothing you can do about it. Don't forget that I can't get your skinny little ass fired. Don't push me." I growled, taking a step closer to her. She knew better than to back down though, and settled on clenching her fists together at her sides. Go ahead, punch me. Give John a better reason to fire you.

I turned to walk away, anxious to find my way back to John. I had to tell him what went on between us. I couldn't have her working for him...who knew what that bitch would try. As soon as John was in my line of sight, I heard her chilling voice calling out behind me.

"Don't worry, Katy. I'll lure him back to me and remind him what it's like to be fucked the right way."

I stopped dead in my tracks. Her words hit me harder than I'd ever want to admit. I felt tears threaten to fall from my eyes, but they soon turned to feelings of anger. I quickly turned on my heels to see her standing there perfectly content with her arms crossed over her chest. Anger like never before came rushing over me and I knew I couldn't ignore her any longer.

"You bitch!" I shouted. At this point I didn't care who heard me. I was angry...I was more than angry, I was fuming. How dare she threaten me like this. I ran towards her, ready to beat the living hell out of her when she was suddenly before me, flailing her arms and doing her best to grab any piece of my clothing.