Waking up the next morning was odd. It took me a moment to remember where I was and all the events that led to me being there.
The arms wrapped around me were protective, but they weren't Toni's. The heartbreak belonged to him though. Blain snuggled into me tighter obviously thinking I was one of his many playthings.
Que eye roll please.
I poke him in the chest to wake him up and hope he releases me from his bear hug. He only shifts closer. Wait... is that his...
"OH MY GOD, BLAIN!" I push him off the bed and he wakes up with a startled offense.
"Jesus Christ, Fayth what was that for?" He asked from the floor looking at me like I just killed his puppy.
I pointed to his obvious morning wood "umm that! Keep that off me! Oh my god, put it away!" I said with wide eyed innocence slapping my hands over my eyes like it would make the image of his sweats straining, bulging, not-so-little-Blain disappear from my mind.
And he...
He laughed at me. Not just a chuckle. He full on belly laughed like I was the most hilarious thing he's ever witnessed.
I threw a pillow hitting him square in the face. "Shut it, jerk!"
His face turned serious for a moment. Then he was on me tickling my sides like it was his job until I couldn't breathe. I squealed like a child and snorted in a very undignified way trying to get out of his grasp.
He looked down at me with a face splitting smile. "I'm glad you're feeling better this morning."
The smile drops from my face as I sit up all of a sudden not feeling comfortable knowing the conversation he wants to have, but I want nothing more than to avoid.
"I'm going to get dressed and then we can go. Just give me like 30 minutes." I say sliding off his bed and going to my room.
Toni🥰: Babe, can we talk?
Toni🥰: I'm sorry.
Toni🥰: I didn't mean to. I swear.
Toni🥰: Please Baby talk to me!
Toni🥰: I know you're pissed and you have a right to be, but I still love you, Fayth. Please talk to me. Give me a chance to explain.
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Yeah I'm not responding to that shit. He says he didn't mean to like he suddenly got amnesia or some shit and forgot he had a girlfriend or it's an accident like he tripped and his clothes ripped in the fall and his dick just slipped on into the whore that is my now ex-best friend. Excuse me while I laugh! Fuck him and fuck her. They deserve each other.
I quickly got dressed in what I feel is an acceptable balance between 'cute' and 'I'm dealing with a break-up so shut up' outfit.
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