sorry about this morning. Please let’s get together tonight and talk. I want to work everything out. I’m so very sorry. Hopefully that would get him to lighten up on me some. I was very sorry but I really didn’t want to talk to him. I just wanted to curl up in my bed and sleep and forget about this big fat mess. My phone chimed and I looked down to see it was a message from Jensen. Jensen: No. Let’s talk now. Did you fuck him? I asked you a question, bitch, and I expect for you to answer me. Now he was calling me a bitch. The hair stood on the back of my neck and my stomach dipped further into a nauseated mess. What was I going to tell him? The way he was coming across via text was scaring the shit out of me. I needed to soothe him, to calm him down. I didn’t need for this to escalate. Me: No nothing happened. I’m sorry that you feel that way he is just a friend. I would appreciate it if you didn’t call me a bitch again. I don’t deserve such a hateful word. Jensen: I’ll call you whatever name I see fit. You better hope to God that you didn’t sleep with him. If I find out you did there is going to be hell to pay. Me: I totally understand. It’s you that I want, Jensen, it has always been you. Now let’s quit fighting. I don’t like to fight with you. Can we please see one another later today or tonight? Jensen: No, I think I need a break from you. I’m going out with the boys tonight to get drunk and maybe get laid since you don’t put out. What the hell, was he telling me he was going to cheat on me? What a fucking dickhead. But how could I be mad when I had done the exact same thing to him and I had feelings for someone else. Maybe I needed to end things and give Justice the chance I knew he wanted and deserved because I knew deep down in my bones I was Justices. Me: You know what. I think we should just call it quits. You can go out and have some fun with your boys and get laid all you want. TTYL Asshole. Jensen: Asshole? Did you just call me an asshole, bitch. I’m not letting you go so don’t even think about trying to break things off with me. Me: Too bad. Don’t ever contact me again. I was shaking as I typed those last words. He scared me, like seriously scared me. My belly was nauseous and I felt the slight tremble in my lips while my phone shook in my nervous hands. What was I going to do if he was serious? “Justice!”
Chapter Six Abbee It had been a few weeks since I had broken up with Jensen. He was relentless. He called and text me night and day begging me to give him another chance. But lately he had gotten more aggressive with his messages by calling me bitch and cunt. He still wouldn’t let it go about Justice. His most prominent question was if I had fucked him or not. I just simply ignored him and I tried not to let it bother me. Justice and I hadn’t really seen one another either, which was a bit shocking. Since the morning after our threesome, he had been giving me the space that I had asked him to give me. I couldn’t commit to another relationship right now. Yes, I knew I wanted him but I just wasn’t ready. Fortunately he had agreed, but I knew that wouldn’t last for very long. He was a fighter and when he was determined and wanted something he always got his way. In so many ways I wanted to give in, but like I said, I wasn’t ready. I missed him, terribly. It was those casual nights of lounging around and watching TV or game nights with Syd and Damien that I desired most. I missed those times. I was half tempted to call him and ask him to come over and hang out but I was too exhausted after a twelve-hour day at the hospital. Today had been non-stop. We had three new patients and they were all pretty sick. There was some sort of bug going around that dehydrated the poor kids and ended up putting them in the hospital. So I was a busy girl and needed some rest and relaxation. Maybe I would take a bubble bath and kick up my feet for a while. Lazily