Love At First Hate (Love At Firsts Book 2)(4)
“So you’re trying to tell me that she accidentally fell on your dick, * first, and was stuck there? That the bouncing she was doing was actually to dislodge herself?” I say with a straight face when all I want to do is laugh at what I just said. I crack myself up sometimes.
“Would you believe me if I said yes?” I have to give it to him, he has the nerve to try.
“Do you think I’m stupid? How long has this masquerade been going on for?”
“It’s the first time. I swear!” he exclaims holding his hands out, and I frown at his already limp dick. Another problem with John, he never could keep it up very long.
“What the hell? We’ve been together for over a year. I’m sorry. I had no idea he had a boyfriend,” the blonde actually looks ashamed and looks like she feels bad for me.
“Don’t worry, darling, I don’t have a problem with you. Actually, I don’t have a problem with you either, John. It’s over. I had no idea how to end things with you, but you just made it a hell of a lot easier. Thank you.” I shoot him a sickly sweet smile and take his key off my keyring and throw it at him. I pick up his set of keys from the hook by the door and remove my key.
“Baby, please. Don’t leave me, it was a mistake.” He walks toward me, holding a cushion over his dick.
“You were the mistake, John. I let myself slip into this sick joke of a relationship. I thought that everything was okay, that I was just too busy and that once things settled down at work, things would change. We’d get back to our old ways, but no, you still became more controlling. Truth be told, I’ve had enough of you and your obsessive ways. The only thing I want to know is why? Why cheat on me? Why do it for so long?”
“I don’t know. I love you, I didn’t want to lose you.” He shrugs.
“Bullshit. You’re not even man enough to come up with some lame excuse as to why you would actually go out of your way and cheat. I hope he’s not as controlling with you as he was with me. You deserve better, darling. Don’t ever contact me again or try to see me.” I slam the door on my way out, feeling much lighter. I hear my name faintly being shouted as I walk down the steps.
I notice something that’s been missing from my life is back. There’s a spring in my steps that I feel like I had lost, that this relationship was weighing me down and I’ve finally got rid of the extra weight and can now be myself again.
I always thought that if I found out my partner was cheating on me, that I’d be crushed and unable to get over it. That I would be miserable for months after months, but considering the fact that I was here to break up with him just made it a hell of a lot easier. Thank you, John, for not being able to keep your dick in your pants. You just saved me a hell of a lot of stress and time wasted on arguing with you.
My phone pings as soon as I get into my car. I’m half expecting it to be a text from John, but to my surprise, it’s not.
Haven: How did it go?
Haven is one of my best friends and is now dating one of my ex-lovers, Spencer, who was actually her best friend since they were in diapers. Spencer was a double adaptor, going for men and women. Now he only has eyes and his dick for Haven. You’d think that she’d get jealous by my constant flirting and joking around with her boyfriend, but she is used to it and knows I’m a big flirt with everybody. Hell, she loves it when I flirt and joke around with her. She’s been actually pretty chill about the fact that I f*cked her boyfriend and that he f*cked me. She’s just awesome that way.
She knew I was coming here to break up with John and was ready to pick up the pieces and glue them back together with an unlimited supply of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream. I quickly call her and connect my phone to the console of the car before I start driving. Safety first!
“Hey, handsome,” she answers on the first ring.
“Hey, prettiest girl in my world.”
“You donut,” Haven scoffs.
“If I’m a donut, you’re my donut ball, you complete me!” I coo.
“You’re worse than me when it comes to fluffy comebacks.” She actually sounds upset that I do have better comebacks than her.
“I’m the master of sickly sweet comebacks, don’t you ever forget it! But it’s you so I can share my throne and teach you how to be as awesome as me.”
“So cocky!”
“Yes, I have a big cock. How are you?”
“Uh, I’m not the one who was going to break up with my boyfriend, how are you?” I can hear Spencer shout in the background ‘and you better not even want to break up with me’. These two crack me up.
“I’m good actually. Can I pop over?” I ask, already on my way to hers.
“Yes, of course. You don’t have to ask.”
“Thanks, darling, I’ll be there in twenty with food.”
“Okay, sexy. See you in a bit.” I hang up and focus on the road. I feel light, happy and myself again. I hate that it had to come to all of this, but it was necessary. I just wish I had done it sooner, but would it have gone as smoothly? I’m not so sure. Things do happen for a reason, right?
Stopping at our favorite Chinese takeout, I grab our usual before driving the rest of the way to Spencer’s pad. They live a bit further from me than when Haven used to live on her own, but it’s worth the extra bit of drive. It’s such a beautiful neighborhood.