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“Well, that’s not really being truthful about whether you actually enjoy it, Parker. If you are uncomfortable and do not appreciate being handled roughly, you should talk to your partner about this. Communication is key. Remember you only have one body, treat it with care.”
I doubt that conversation would ever happen, seeing that Hudson and I are headed for a cliff. He hasn’t called me in over a week, but I don’t care. It’s not like I’ll stop living if he decides to be an asshole.
Dr. Wetherden prescribes the birth control pills for me and I leave his office.
It’s hot out as I step out on Lexington Avenue, so I grab an icy Strawberry Acai from a Starbucks and then walk around for half an hour before I take the 3:15 p.m. Academy bus ride that’s headed to Prince’s Bay in Staten Island.
My visit home is overdue and I can’t keep ignoring my mother’s numerous texts and calls insisting that I need to come back. Maybe a break from Manhattan is exactly what I need right now.
I check my Instagram as I settle at the back of the bus. It’s always better at the back because there’s less chance of me getting any unwanted smells.
Sometimes, I really hate public transport. I seriously need to get a car.
My Instagram is blowing up with various posts. Some from theXiAlphafrat page and I scroll through the posts when I see a recent one of Hudson laying back against a couch, his green eyes glowing brightly from the flash, his black shirt open, and his arm around a thin blonde.
I find the very same picture on his story with the caption:Good Timesacross the photo.
The blonde is pretty. Not outwardly pretty, but certainly nice enough for Hudson to be around her. She’s thinner than me and her large boobs in the stringy black bikini top she’s wearing don’t sag one bit. So he’s into boob jobs.
I click on the tag and head into her profile. Her username isJules_69_and her account is private. There’s just a link in her bio to an OnlyFans account.
Feeling sick to my stomach, I stuff my phone into my bag and close my eyes, the tears burning the back of my lids as I take in a deep breath. I want to cry so badly. My heart hurts so badly.
That’s when I realize that I don’t matter to him. Not as much as he matters to me.
