As I went the moans got louder with every. I was at lost for words watching my best friend stroke effortlessly while undressing the school's mattress that even the teachers slept with. Andre was giving her passion marks all over her body, just the thought of them together made my skin crawl. I started to shake uncontrollably wanting to just disappear and huddle up in a hole and die, i suddenly even lost the ability to to move or even say anything until he sensed my presence an abruptly stopped and started to put him self together.
With the dirty mattress Stacey in her birthday suite with no sense of shame giving me a knowing smirk already aware of what she was doing.
"What are you doing here", was all he could say not a sorry or even a small hug, which I would refuse by the way, just a measly "what are you doing here".
Wow I gathered all the strength I had suddenly lost and I ran, I ran like prey getting away from its predator hoping he would run after me and tell me that am the only one he wanted all along, but he didn't because what was I thinking he doesn't like me.
To my surprise I ran home not know how? Or why? Because it was 40 minutes from campus. I pushed open the giant oak door after struggling to find my house key and walked into my plain white living room flopping down on this capacious red sofa where Andre and I spent so many nite sleeping and laughing. Letting my hot tears stream down my cheeks reminiscing on the good old days, i didn't bother going back to school not having the energy to see his disgustingly handsome face so I just cried myself to sleep.
Y'all probably wondering why am so upset about him with someone else, well don't get your hopes up because I don't know either.
