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Epilogue
Jaxon D. Carter
I watched Kyser walk out of the bathroom after listening to her tell me that I didn't love her.
The irony in that statement, as I loved her more than life itself.
But I couldn't knowingly let Rachel kill her self. Not after all of the times she tried to be who she thought I wanted her to be.
Not after the years she spent crying because I couldn't be who she needed me to.
I thought she was lying at first, trying to manipulate me into staying with her after I told her that I didn't want to lie to Kyser anymore, that I wanted to only be with her.
Then I got a call from Cheyenne telling me she found her mere seconds away from death.
When I got to the hospital, she promised me, no swore, to me that the next time wouldn't be in vain.
Now I'm stuck in a marriage because I feel indebted to her, and I fucked up the only thing in my life that wasn't tainted.
It was my fault really, for agreeing to a threesome when I knew that I had some type of feelings for Kyser. Even if I was too stupid to realize it was love then, I should've told her no.
That was Rachel's only condition though, allow her to meet whomever it was I chose to have sex with. At first she just wanted to watch us, see how we interacted I'm assuming, then she gradually started participating, likely thinking that's what I wanted.
After seeing Kyser and I together, she asked that I stop seeing her and find someone else.
But I couldn't even if I wanted to.
Taking a deep breath, I walked back over to where Rachel, along with Heidi and the rest of my family, were talking in low voices.
"Well she deserved to know." Heidi told my mom, "You're a woman, you should've told her time she stepped foot into that restaurant."
Heidi and I went to undergrad together, forming a connection though our shared interest of BDSM. We were never in a relationship, but had sex occasionally.
Despite what I'd told Kyser, I considered her an actual friend. In this moment though, I hated her.
"I don't understand why you can't mind your fucking business." I interrupted angrily, "I told you I was going to tell her on my own terms."
"You're a lying piece of shit Jaxon." She replied in the same tone, "You weren't ever going to tell her. You picked her because she was young and you wanted to manipulate her. An older woman would've questioned everything and you knew that."
"I 'picked' her, as you so stupidly put it, because I wanted to fuck her. I didn't plan on falling in love with her. I left all of the manipulating to Rachel over there."
She was in the process of lifting her glass to someone across the room and I followed her line of sight just in time to see Kyser lift hers back.
Brad also saw her, "As if you have any right to be smug."
Along with my mother, he was the only one who liked Kyser. It also didn't help that he knew what Rachel had threatened to do.
"Let's calm down." My father spoke calmly, "It needed to happen, now Jaxon can focus on rebuilding his marriage."
"What marriage?" Heidi demanded, "He's just going to find somebody else and the cycle will repeat. You should have more respect for yourself Rachel."
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Bound by Desire | Completed
Ficción General'So he wanted to have sex with me. My professor knows I'm an escort. And he wants to have sex with me.' Kyser "Desire" Moore was never supposed to be more than a statistic. With both parents gone and raised by her grandmother, she struggled not to...