Your Body With Somebody Else. BWS

Stupid

I sit back and Alysia immediately sits upright. I watch her as she puts her clothes back on. I am extremely sweaty and my hair has flopped onto my forehead.

"In a rush?" I say as I get my underwear back on. We hear a phone ringing. I pick up my jeans and pull out my phone.

"2 missed calls from Con and 1 from James. And a bunch of texts asking where I am."

"What are you going to tell them?" She asks.

"What do you want me to tell them?" I ask as I get my jeans back on. I need to know if she's ok with people knowing. She throws my shirt to me.

"Whatever you want." She says evasively.

"No one needs to know but our close friends OK, Alice?"

"Don't call me Alice!" She says suddenly. I don't question it. Instead, I walk up to her and kiss her on the cheek.

"Lissy?" She ignores me. "Alysia, please." She turns around.

"What?!" She shouts. "You kiss me 4 times at the beach, then you ignore me for a week!? I see you in the street and you kiss me again but still nothing. The dinner we had was really nice, then you go and ignore me again? Then you get me alone and you sleep with me?! Why are you playing with me, Brad? I thought you were different!" She says as a few tears stream down her face.

"Look, the reason I did this is because I really like you!" I begin.

"Then why avoid me?" She turns to look at me.

"The guys told me not to get too attached to you. They were trying to spare both of our feelings but mine for you are too strong."

"What are you talking about?"

I was trying to avoid telling her this.

"We're going on tour to America." I say looking down. We didn't tell the girls before because we were having so much fun and I didn't want to ruin it. I was stupid to think that would work.

I compose myself.

"When." She asks, not really wanting to know. She stares at the door with anger in her eyes.

"Tomorrow." I hate hurting her like this. She gets angry understandably. She releases an exasperated sigh and runs her hands through her hair.

"Just leave Brad. How could you take advantage of me like that? You knew you were leaving but you couldn't help yourself could you?"

I try to explain but she won't let me. "Look, I know this is my fault too, but please, just go." She won't even look at me. I kiss her on the cheek again. It was wet and salty from her frustrated tears. I grab my leather jacket and walk out. I don't turn around. I just walk. When I'm outside I call a taxi.