Jessica's POV
My boyfriend Bruno and I were making love to each other, but only one of us was getting satisfied, and it wasn't me. I mean, I could just fall asleep right now. HE was sure enjoying it though. He was moaning like crazy and going faster. "Baby, I'm almost there," he moaned, increasing his speed, while I was scrolling through my Instagram. "Surpise, surprise," I stated sarcastically. Bruno pulled out and jerked himself off and exploded all over my thigh. "Jess, that was so amazing," he sighed, laying down and I shook my head. "For you," I mumbled, turning over in the bed, with my back facing him. I shouldn't even be mad at him seeing as though I had been going behind his back for the past month and spending late nights at Kameron's house. I know it was cheating, but Bruno just wasn't fulfilling my sexual needs anymore. HIs thrusts were getting a little too flimsy, and almost feminine--like if women had dicks. I sat up and faced him again. "Bruno, we need to talk," I said, staring at him texting away on his phone. "What's up babe," he said, pulling his eyes away from the screen. I took a deep breath. "I haven't been satisfied lately with your performance." He scoffed. "I think I do a pretty good job at my concerts. All the fans love the effort I put into the shows, and-" I put my hand up to interrupt him. "I'm talking about in the bed Peter! Did you ever come to realize that you don't even make sure I orgasm before we stop having sex," I asked, raising my voice a little. He rolled his eyes and waved me off. "Girl please. You know I make you cum non-stop," he scoffed again, combing his hair with his hands. Why was he acting like this? "Not like Kam," I said, smiling and immediately getting turned on, and he widened his eyes. "What did you say?" I bit my lip and turned over again. "Nothing babe," I smirked, and he tapped my shoulder. "Jessica. What did you fucking say," he growled, pinching my skin. I hissed in pain and looked him in the eyes. "Not. Like. Kam!" I snatched away from him and searched for my trenchcoat. His eyes followed every move I made. "So, you've been seeing Kameron, huh? I'm not good enough for you anymore," he asked, as I slipped on some lingerie, and slipping on some heels. I just shrugged. "Some things just aren't meant to be Bruno," I snickered, before he yanked my hair. "You'll be crawling back in no time baby girl," he growled, and I nodded and pushed him back. "Yep. To get my stuff."
Bruno's POV
I really didn't understand why Jessica was saying these things. I thought when we made love, we both eere getting satisfied. Apparently not. "Just tell me what's wrong Jess. I can't change," I pleaded, watching her put on her trenchcoat. "Lately, you've been acting like a girl. I mean. You are way more emotional than usual, and you're just way too feminine for me. I don't wanna date a girl, Peter." When she said that, my ego just deflated. "Just get out Jessica, and don't take anything that I'd ever bought you. It shouldn't leave you with a heavy load," I said, lighting up a cigarette. She scoffed and walked out empty handed, and I laughed. Me? Feminine? That girl was tripping, and then she has the nerve to be seeing one of my bandmates and best friends behind my back? I sighed and fell baxk into the bed, and looked at the clock. 9:34 pm. Hitting the studio up right now isn't a bad idea. I took a shower, and threw on a flannel, some jeans, anad my beat up sneakers. I could really strum on a guitar right now.
Phil's POV
"Thanks for being so understanding about this, Urbana," I said into the phone. We said our goodbyes, and hung up the phone. We had mutually ended our relationship because we both were not feeling it anymore. She had her eyes on some other guy, and I did too. It's a great thing we didn't have any children together. I was just messing around at the studio, and decided to strum on Bruno's guitar. If he were here, he would have a conniption about me touching his things.
