The Reality of a Relationship

1

"Brett! Stop... okay... I-I'll say it," I try to get out in between laughs.

Brett stops tickling me and looks at me expectantly.

I sigh and begin to say what Brett oh so desperately wanted to hear. "Brett is... a stupid loser," I scream the last part and run as fast as I could.

We were currently on the living room couch of our apartment. Yes, we moved in together. And yes we actually are together as well. With the way things went the first time we met, I'd be more surprised if we didn't end up together.

We already went through the whole realizing we truly love each other and admitting it phase. Those were the typical mushy love moments that every lasting couple would go through and frankly, I wasn't much into it. Brett and I were the kind of couple that love each other but keep the cheesiness to a minimum.

With nowhere left to go I run into our bedroom, which was a bad idea because Brett had cornered me. Before I could move, Brett got me and had me pinned underneath him on the bed. What the heck? How'd he move so fast?

"That's not what you were supposed to say Willa!" Brett whined like a little baby.

"I know, but it's always fun to mess with you," I reply teasingly.

"It's fun to mess with you too," he says with a grin on his face. Leaving me in a confused state, Brett climbs off of me and walks back into the hall.

I scurry on to my feet and yell after him, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"You'll see."

Hmm. I should probably watch my back for a while.

-•-

When Brett said that it's fun to mess with me too, he actually meant it. For the past three days, Brett has been such a tease. He'll purposely walk around just in his boxers or do something really sweet, but then won't let me touch him afterwards. But the worst part is before bed when he'll sexy talk with me and get me all riled up only to turn around and say he's "too sleepy."

I decided that I've had enough of his torture and need to get him back. If he's gonna tease me then I'm gonna tease him back. While watching Breaking Dawn Part 1, I had this insane idea that I'll be just like Bella and walk around in taunting clothes to turn the tables on Brett. This is the first time I'm ever gonna be thankful for watching the Twilight series. It gave me the perfect revenge plot.

As of right now, Brett is already in bed and I'm in the washroom. He won't know what hit him when I walk out of here in one of the most provocative nighties I own. Just as I'm about to walk out, I hear Brett call me.

"Oh Willa honey. When are you coming to bed?" I can practically hear the grin in his voice. He thinks it'll be another 'Torture Willa Night' but boy is he wrong.

"I know you love me but I didn't know you're that impatient for me," I reply to him in a sickly sweet voice. He still hasn't looked up to see me yet.

"Please, I'm patient alright. If anything- o-oh gosh Willa. W-what are you wearing."

I internally laugh at Brett's reaction before continuing in an innocent voice, "Oh, did you not like it?"

"No, no! I like it alright." I can hear the desperation in his voice. It's almost too funny for me to keep up the act.

I take my time to get into bed knowing that Brett is watching my every move. I lean in to Brett to make it seem like I'm gonna give him a kiss but turn my head last minute to quickly peck his cheek. While Brett is in his dumbfound state, I turn off the lamp and make it look like I'm gonna sleep now.