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Another chuckle, this one harder. “Wonder what she’d say if I told her.”
“There’s nothing to fucking tell.”
“That her new boyfriend is on the prowl. On his old hunting grounds no less.”
What the fuck is he talking about?
How the fuck does heknow?
About me and her.
To be clear, I don’t fucking care if he does know. That I’m with her. In fact, nothing would bring me more pleasure than rubbing it in his ugly fucking face. That the girl he loves is with me. After years of hiding my feelings and feeling fucking guilty about them, I’d love nothing more than to shout it off the rooftops and scream it in his face.
But as I said, he’s the right choice.
Which means she’ll go back to him.
To the guy she loves. Still.
The guy she wants to fix everything for.
Fuck. Fuck.Fuckingfuck.
I’m only borrowing her. Only selfishly keeping her with me until I work her out of my system.
Like she’s some kind of an object. Some kind of a plaything.
You’re disgusting, aren’t you, you fucking asshole.
So whether I like it or not, I’m going to have to keep it a secret, her and me. From her ex-boyfriend who wanted her to cut ties with me, and for good reason. Because I’ll be damned if he makes her cry again and on account of me no less.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I say, words tasting like ash in my mouth, my fingers tingling with the need to squeeze his neck.
“You’re an asshole, you know that,” he scoffs.
“I’m aware.”
“At least have the fucking decency to treat me with respect.”
“Can’t.” I shake my head. “Got no respect for you.”
“Shetoldme, you asshole.”
“Told you what?”
“That she picked you.”
“What?”
He grinds his teeth, anger flashing through his features. “I offered her my heart. I offered her everything that she ever wanted and she told me to go fuck myself. She told me that she never loved me. That she was lying. All these years, she was fucking lying. And so she was ending it and picking you.”
I can’t breathe.
I can’t fucking get any air.
I can’t…
“But hey,” he says, stepping even closer to me, “here’s a word of advice: don’t get too comfy. You never know when she’ll do the thing she did to me, to you. And given how she’s blowing up my phone with texts, that day might be coming sooner than you expected. Once a cheater, always a cheater, isn’t it?”
