Basically Infinity ∞ [DISCONTINUED]

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         I slowly walk towards her and sit down in the spot next to her. I bend my legs so my knees are pointed upwards. I drape one arm over the top of them and have the other arm beside me. I look up at the stars in the sky, then to Tiffany.

         "Tiffany-" I start, but then get cut off immediately.

         "Fuck off," she says, muffled, through her sniffles and because her head is being covered by the knees that she's hugging to her chest.

         "Tiffany," I try again, and she doesn't cut me off.

         "What do you want?"

         "Are you okay?"

         "Does it look like it?"

         "Not really."

         "Don't judge a book by its cover, I'm fine."

         "Alright," I sigh, then stand up. "I'm assuming you want to be left alone."

         I brush myself off and start walking towards the door. I slide it open and put one foot in when I hear something.

         "Wait," Tiffany says quietly. "Stay. Please."

         I smile slightly to myself, then step back outside. I close the door again and sit beside her.

         "Change your mind?" I ask, my smile dropping.

         "I was listening, you know?" she lifts her head up to look at me, then she looks straight forward. "After I left the room I stayed and pressed my ear to the door. I listened to everything. About how Aubrey defended me, and about how Haven... how she..."

         "Called you a 'bitch'?"

         "Yeah. That."

         "It's okay, don't worry," I pat her on the back gently. "You're not a bitch. Not at all."

         "It's not that I don't like her," she sighs. "I've never, you know, had sex before. I'm just not comfortable enough yet to be able to give up something so... valuable, I guess you could say."

         "I understand that you're not ready yet," I nod, although she's not looking at me so she wouldn't know.

         "I mean... it's more than just that. We've been dating for a few years and I've known her for this long. Something about her, you know, drew me into her. And it's not just me not feeling emotionally ready for something like that. I... I don't know. If I felt a strong enough connection to even start dating her, let alone want to date her, doesn't it seem strange that I don't feel compelled to do anything like that with her? Sometimes I don't understand my own sexuality. I feel like sometimes I just say I'm one thing so that I have an excuse, you know? Because if I need a strong emotional bond to be able to be sexually attracted to someone then why do I not want to, for lack of better phrasing, fuck Haven?"