Oh how wonderful, it's Jordyn.
Her annoying attitude whined, "were you guys seriously about to fuck when I'm right here?"
I rolled my eyes at the bitch and with no shame said, "yes. This is our apartment and I can do whatever the fuck I wanna do. If you have a problem you can find somewhere else to sleep at night."
Jordyn looked at me with wide eyes and said nothing.
"That's what I thought." I mumbled as I started walking upstairs.
"Jordyn sorry about that." Dallas whispered before chasing after me, "babe hold up."
I got into our shared bedroom and started flipping out on Dallas, "Dal are you fucking kidding me? Please tells you did not just apologize to that whore."
"Brie she's right down stairs keep it down." He grabbed my hand gently.
I angrily moved out of his grip, "This is our home Winston. Not hers. Who does she think she is?"
"I need you to calm down babygirl. We can just continue up here." A smirk coming across his face.
"Not in the mood anymore." I muttered before shutting and locking the bathroom door so I could shower.
After I closed the door I heard Dal put his head against the closed door and let out a big sigh. I didn't feel bad for what I'm doing. I'm honestly not even mad at all I'm just annoyed that Jordyn is staying with us for the time that she's in Tulsa. I mean she could just get a motel or something, but no, Dallas has to let her stay in our house. I bet you it's just because she's hot. Yes, I'll admit she's gorgeous, let's just hope I'm prettier than her in dallys eyes.
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When I was finished with my shower, I felt so much better. I put on a sports bra, one of Dally's sweatshirts and a pair of shorts. I brushed my dark brown hair gently as a bunch of thoughts swam through my head. What if I dyed my hair blonde? I looked at myself in the mirror, "shit I would be hot if I did."
Laughing at myself, I started to head downstairs. I have no idea where Dal is. He's probably thinking about me as a little brat who complains about everything. I feel like I should apologize to him. As I stepped slowly down the stairs, I heard a soft moaning sound before I turned the corner. It sounded like it was coming from the living room.
I figured it was Dal just jerking off because of how horny he was today and I didn't give him anything at all. I peeked behind the wall and instantly I was speechless.
The sight in front of me was heartbreaking when I saw Jordyn sucking dally off. I covered my mouth and sat down on the stair way just crying. He's got to be kidding. I cannot believe him. What the fuck is his problem?
I ran up the stairs and slammed the bedroom door shut. I grabbed my black leather backpack from the top shelf of the closet and began throwing a bunch of my favorite clothes in there.
The door opened and revealed dally standing under the door frame, shirtless.
"Brie what are you doing? Why are you packing your shit?" He questioned cluelessly.
"You know exactly fucking why packing my shit." I looked down and realized I was actually still wearing his sweatshirt. I quickly yanked it off then chucked it at his face.
I rummaged through my stuff and put on a pair of sweats over my shorts and one of my own sweatshirts.
"You saw?" Dallas softly spoke up.
I didn't turn to look at him, "Yes I saw! You think I wasn't going to find out? I cannot believe you Dallas! You're an asshole. I can't be with someone who gets their dick sucked by some slut!"
I slung my backpack over my shoulder and ran out of the room. Downstairs I saw Jordyn smirking and wiping her lip. Sick little bitch.
"Brie wait! Come back," I heard Dallas call to me. Without stopping, I got into my white corvette. Before I could start the car, he caught up to me and banged on the passenger side window.
Worried that he might smash it open, I rolled the window down to see what he had to say.
His eyes watering as he said, "you can't do this to me Brie. I need you in my life, i need you in our home, i need you in our bed. Please."
"Obviously you want Jordyn in your bed more than you want me." My eyes rolled to the back of my head.
"You and I both know that's not true." He pointed his index finger at me.
"That's why she was sucking your dick downstairs while I was in the shower," I scoffed, "and to think I was gonna come down stairs and apologize to you for freaking out."
"Baby you can't do this to me please." Dallas begged.
"You did this to yourself Dallas." I rolled up the window, started the car and drove away.
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أدب الهواةBrie & Dallas were having the time of their lives. When they said their relationship would last "forever", they really meant that. Little did they know "forever" didn't actually last as long as they hoped.