Addison
“Oh wow.” I blurted out, feeling genuinely surprised. I had also caught Aisha cheating, but I hadn’t bothered to mention it cause I thought he wouldn’t care since he revealed that he loved me.
“Yeah, so I ended itst night and severed everything. We’re no longer together as it is.” He continued and I felt more surprise fill up my insides, along with a deep feeling of relief. This was all the final confirmation I needed to fully confirm that that damned Aisha was fully out of the picture.
“I didn’t know you left halfway through the wedding. I searched for you relentlessly, and even after I called off the wedding, you were the first person I looked for.” He revealed into the phone and I felt my heartbeat skip a little as early settled in my chest.
“Oh… I had no idea.” I whispered almost immediately I found my voice.
“Where did you stayst night? You should have stayed on the ind till this morning, at least that way you wouldn’t have been all alonest night.,.”
At that question, my heart jumped in my chest and I awkwardly cleared my throat. I wasn’t all alonest night like he had thought. Last night, I got fucked till I forgot my own name…
I awkwardly cleared my throat as I shoved that thought out of my mind as I responded. “Oh, yeah. You’re right.”
He hummed for a bit before continuing. “So… you’ve ended things with Zane, right?”
I chewed <i>at </i>the inside of my mouth before responding. “Yeah,”
A sigh of relief filled up my ears, one which made my heart flutter. “That’s good, that’s good.” He said in response and i shifted around in my seat a little, wondering how he’d react should he discover that my rtionship with Zane was never real.
“I’ll return back to the states in two days, then we’ll meet up and have a full conversation, yeah?”
I nodded right after he spoke even though he couldn’t see me.
“Yeah.”
“You want that, right? To meet up and all. I’ll exin everything to you by then without leaving anything out.” He continued and I nodded again, my heart elerating a little as I responded.
“Yeah, I’d like that.”
He made a huffing sound, one which he made when he was happy. I knew all his tells from being so in love with him for years.
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“That’s great. I’ll be looking forward to it.” He said into the phone and after a few more words being exchanged, the call ended.
As I dropped my phone and exhaled slowly, my mind wabdered around.
I was very happy right now. This is literally a dreame true, and I really couldn’t be happier as all of this was ying out. This made me happier for having a little bit of self respect, because if I had agreed to be his side piece, then by now, he’d probably not have ended the wedding with Aisha.
I exhaled again as my mind settled on that weird, hollow feeling still deep within me.
I was undoubtedly filled with joy right now, but I couldn’t make sense of the hollow feeling settled deep in my stomach. What the hell was that about?
This was what I wanted, right? It’s what I’ve dreamt of, and I’m undoubtedly happy right now!
<i>That </i>weird, hollow feeling was gonna be gone in no time. I’m very certain of that.
With that in mind, I decided to go unpack, that should definitely help my mind settle down.
I really shouldn’t have tried unpacking right now, cause every damn thing in the box reminded me of Zane. From thr set of bikini I wore the first day we began our show, to the leather shorts I wore the day I apanied him to race, to the red dress I wore the day we went on a double date with Marco and Aisha. All of those clothes not only reminded me of Zane, they made all that happened when I wore those outfits resurface in my mind. From the way Zane fingered me in public in that red dress, to the way I kissed him after he arrived at the finish line first during the race, to the way…
With a groan, I dropped the clothes and rose to my feet, deciding to take a break, barely two minutes into unpacking.
As I flopped down in my bed, I let out an exasperated sigh, wondering why that damned Zane wasn’t leaving my head right now.
Why? I never counted on this happening at all after I returned home. I had thought it would just be like something in he past that would barelye to mind except when mentioned, especially now that Marco was fully back in my life again.
As I groaned and turned on my stomach, on sighting my phone, I decided to phone Gregg
He picked up almost immediately, and Iughed as his voice filled my ears.
“You’re back home, right?” He asked and I snorted while rolling on my back again.
“Oh, yeah, I am. Missed me?” I drawled and he scoffed.
“Of course I did! When are you gonnae over?” He asked without wasting time.
“By the end of the week.” I assured him and he hummed, clearly pleased.
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“So, the n went well, right? You convinced him enough that you’ve moved <i>on </i>and are happy for him?” He asked and I blinked, before remembering that this was the initial n before Zane and I went to do something else entirely. I hadpletely forgotten about this original n till right
now<b>. </b>
I coughed awkwardly. “Uh… of course it did. Everyone bought it.” I responded, knowing that if I tell him the truth right now, that Marco loved me like I loved me and we’d be meeting up in two days, he’d undoubtedly lose his shit.
Let’s not even talk about my siblings yet.
“That’s good! I’m so proud of you, Addison.” He said and I winced, feeling a little guilty for lying to him just as he continued.
“So, what are your thoughts on Zane?”
My heart instantly jumped into my
throat. “Huh?<b>” </b>
“What do you think of him?” He repeated and I spluttered. I called Gregg to get my mind of Zane, and now I was being asked about him…
I really can’t escape him, huh?
“Zane already texted me, but I wanna hear from you as well.” He continued, and I had to force myself to not ask him what Zane said about me.
“He was nice<b>.” </b>I finally responded.
<b>“</b>Just nice?” Gregg demanded and I just knew he’d trying piecing dots together at this point, which was why I tried ti change the topic in the next second.
he
“Guess who’s no longer a virgin?”
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