I have been back for a month now. My relationship with Tyler is going absolutely nowhere. Although he has attempted it a couple of times, he can still not say it. He phones regularly to have phone sex, but otherwise, I do not really see him. I wish he would just come around now.
My perfect life is not turning out to be so perfect after all. I am still staying with Luke, whom I have grown quite fond of, a friendship fond of way. I must admit it has been really hard not to lose myself in him.
Work has not so great either, I have lost inspiration, and I have no actual sexual experience to write about. There is only so much phone sex and kissing you can have before it becomes boring
There is a town fare thing happening in Tyler's town today, and we have been invited. I think it is Tyler's excuse to check up on me and see what my relationship with Luke is like
"You have no idea how that thing is making my
So I have just landed my ass into jail, and I do not regret it the least bit. Given the chance, I would do it again; the next time, I will break something more permanent. The only thing I do regret is sitting next to me, Luke. He did not want me to spend the night here alone, so he punched Tyler; I must say there is a part of me that enjoyed it."Jenna, please lay down on my lap and get some rest.""But what about you, Luke?""I am fine. I am worried about you.""I am sorry.""Don't be; she had it coming.""But now you stuck in here with me.""I was not going to leave you in here alone.""What is going to happen to us?""We will find out in the morning. Now lay down."I lay my head down on Luke's lap. His one hand is resting on my side; the other is caressing my cheek. His hand is soft and gentle; it is sending a warm feeling throughout my body, it is not the warmth you get from a blanket but the warmth you get fr
When I wake up, I am alone in Luke's bed. I lied to Tyler yesterday; I never did have sex with Luke; last night was the first time. We should not have, but we did. The hardest part now is not to face each other; it is me having to face Tyler. I have broken the trust that Tyler has in me; even though we are apart, it has never really sunk into my head yet.Making my way downstairs, I get to the kitchen; Luke is not here either. He has left a note; even before I read it, my head goes into a flat spin. Has he left me, is he running away from me, is he avoiding me, can he really not face me? Then it hits me hard in my chest; I can almost not breathe, he regrets it.I prepare myself for the worst and open the note."If you are reading this, it is means I am not here."I do not want to read the rest of it; I crumple it up and toss it to the bin. The part of me that cares about Luke rips apart from my heart and shatters. I drop to the cold kitchen floor and curl
I wake up with a pounding headache; it feels like my head is about to explode. I try to push my body off the bed, but everything is spinning. Exploding and spinning, I definitely had too much wine to drink. Most of the night is a total blur to me; I do not even want to know what Luke and I got up to, emphasis on up, we definitely had sex. I am pretty sure he is going to make me remember.Luke is lying next to me; he looks so peaceful in his sleep; there is nothing like having a sexy man in your bed. He probably does not feel half as bad as I do. I am not going to wake him up just yet; instead, I cuddle up next to him, with my head resting on his chest. Why am I cuddling with him; he should not be in my bed to start with. But I do it anyway; it does not take .long for me to fall asleep again.Then I have the most awful nightmare, almost like it is real. It sends fear and panic throughout my body; a cold sweat settles over me. In my dream, Tyler walks in on Luke and me,
It's is eleven in the morning, three bottles down, and I am still going. I am well on my way down a road of self-destruction, self-pity, a lot of feeling sorry for myself, playing the victim. One word sums me up perfectly, both physically and mentally, fuckedAnd do I learn my lesson?No!"Hey, gorgeous.""Luke! Are you having a drink with me?""Yes."I watch him and I can see the hurt still in his eyes."Luke.""Yes?""I am sorry I threw you out. I was just pissed off at the both of you.""Forget about it, just as long as you are okay.""Not really, but the wine is working. Best you catch up; it's no fun being drunk by yourself."I hand Luke the bottle of wine, and he pours a glass for himself, then he turns to me, "Jenna.""Yes?""Tyler was wrong when he said I have no feelings for you.""I know."Without hesitation, his hands come up to frame my face, by my jaw, tilting
It's nighttime when I wake up; Tyler insisted that I sleep for a bit; it seems that a bit has turned into the entire afternoon. Only when I turn around to lay on my back is when I notice that he is curled up next to me. My heart drops; I have missed this; I have forgotten how peaceful and irresistible he looks while he is sleeping. There is so much that I have missed out on; why did I ever doubt this man. I need to stop this thing with Luke. I must fix us, Tyler and me. I must make his heart whole again. I lean over and give him a peck on his cheek. He looks at me with a sneaky smile, "Is that all I get?" "What else did you want?" "Maybe just a little bit of tongue." "Is this your attempt to talk dirty?" "Yes." "You suck at it." "I can think of something else you can suck." "Tyler!" He lets out a rather nervous laugh and looks me straight in the eyes, Just messing with you. I think we got
For the next hour, I fight this internal battle with myself, trying to come to terms with what it is that I want. By the time we reach the city, I have come to my decision."I will give you time to say bye to Luke; a hug is fine, but kissing and touching, then I kill him. I am sorry if you think that I am telling you what to do and that I am too hard on you; you have a lot of fixing to do, that is, if you want to stay with me.""I want to stay with you.""Let's go get your stuffWhen we pull into the driveway, we are faced with Luke standing outside by his car. At first, he smiles when he sees me; as soon as he sees Tyler, his smile fades."I will go inside and fetch your things. I don't want any fucking funny stuff.""Okay."When I get up out of the car, Luke walks up to me; he briefly faces Tyler, "Morning, Tyler.""Yes, Luke. I will break your fucking hands if you don't keep them to yourself."Luke turns away from Tyl
I have not seen Tyler for two days; I am hoping it is because he is busy and not that he is ignoring me. I don’t know how I ever thought that he would just accept what I did and move on. I hate being rejected this way, especially by the man I love. It is like my body disgusts him that he can't bear touching something so fifty. I am starting to doubt if he actually still loves me. I honestly think that he is never going to touch me again; he is stubborn that way.We are back to where he cannot say that he loves me; just this time, he cannot touch me as well. How can he want to kiss me but not touch me? Makes no sense? There are days that I wonder what I am fighting for; it feels like nothing at all; our relationship must have just been doomed from the start. I feel like I am his prize locked up in his backyard. I must do as he says and not ask for anything in return. I don't know what to think about us anymoreI don’t know what to
...Tyler POV...I am slowly going off my mind. I love Jenna so fucking much, but I do want to lose. I just can't get past her and Luke in my head; I cannot stop thinking of the woman I love being with another man. It is ripping me apart. It is tearing at my soul, and all I do is a drink to ease the pain.I have to do something about it. It has to stop.As I am sitting behind my desk nursing yet another hangover, I am startled by her voice."Morning, stranger.""Jenna, what are you doing here.""You ditched me this morning"I am sorry, I did not think that you were serious."She hands me a neatly packed container in her hand, "Her, I made you breakfast.""Seriously.""Yes, your favorite, just as you like it."I get off my chair and come around the table to where she is standing, "Is it okay to give you a hug.""Fuck, Tyler, you don't have to ask me for permission when you want to do some