laid my head back on the
headrest. Closing my eyes I blocked out everything Gage and Larkin,
so that left me with...well nothing. My life had become so consumed
with the two of them I couldn't even think of one damn thing that
didn't have to do with one of them. Stupid boys!
After sitting
in the parking lot for who knows how long I gathered my courage and
drove home. Wincing when I pulled in and saw Gage's truck I knew I
had no other choice. I had to face him. I wanted my Gage
back.
Taking step
after step, I slowly moved towards our front door and pulled my key
out. Unlocking the door, I wasn't sure what I would find behind the
door, but what I did see was not what I expected. On the couch was
Gage with a girl kneeling in front of him, his dick in her mouth
and beside Gage was another girl whom he was kissing. Obviously,
they were all drunk because it was all slobber and gurgling with
the occasional gagging. I was disgusted.
Slamming the
door I walked into the kitchen and flipped the light on. My stomach
was starting to remind me I never had dinner. I opened the pantry
and looked around, after finding a bag of tortilla chips, I slammed
that door closed before opening the refrigerator to get the salsa
and a bottle of water. Gage never once acknowledged me, keeping his
face stuck in the brunettes.
I know Gage is
no virgin. He was the man whore of our high school, but I had never
seen him like this. I had only seen him kissing a few girls but
this, this was border line porno shit. Finally, having seen enough
I threw my water bottle at them, hitting Gage's thigh. Slut number
one yelped like a puppy, detaching her face and slut number two
flinched before jerking back. Gage groaned in frustration and tried
to focus his eyes on me.
Finally
getting his blood shot gaze fixed on me he snarled, "The
fuck?"
"What the hell
do you think you’re doing?" I paused grabbing slut number ones
shirt and scrunching my nose at it. Bringing my eyes back to the
triple nasties I continued my rant, "That is my God damn couch so
get your sluts off it and take your dirty porn to your room.
Weren't you just the one bitching at me for having sex with my
boyfriend, in my own damn room and now you’re on my fucking couch
getting syphilis or God knows what from those two. Grow up or get
out, Gage. I'm not playing games."
"Fine. I'm
done protecting you, I've done it long enough. Time for you to grow
up and be a big girl. So what you got raped, not like you’re the
only girl that's ever happened to. I'll be back tomorrow to get my
shit, don't be here," Gage slurred.
My mouth was
gaping open, how could my Gage say something like that to me? All
those times he told me he would always be here, that I was his
girl, that he loved me...meant nothing. This new Gage was someone I
didn't want to be around. He was Jacob all over again. This whole
time I was worried Larkin was going to hurt me but it turns out it
was the one person I never expected. The one person I thought I
could count on. Turning all my hurt into anger I screamed, "Get
out! You and your STD sluts get the fuck out of my apartment! NOW!"
Not waiting I turned and stalked to my bedroom, locking the door
behind me.
I heard some
giggling then the front door closing. I fell back onto my bed and
rolled my head to look out onto my patio. My room was completely
dark except for the moonlight shining in. Tracing the light from
the door to my dresser, my eyes landed on the picture I had sitting
there. It was of Gage and I. It was after Gage's first college
football game. Our arms were wrapped around each other and Gage had
lifted me off the ground and was kissing my cheek. Where was that
Gage? That was the Gage I loved. I grumbled before rolling over to
lie on my stomach and I grabbed my phone to text Sadie.
Me:
Walked in on Gage and 2 girls. Kicked him out.
Sadie: WTF? Are you serious! You ok...need me to come
over?
Me:
Yes!
Sadie: B there in 10
I tossed my
phone onto the nightstand and climbed out
headrest. Closing my eyes I blocked out everything Gage and Larkin,
so that left me with...well nothing. My life had become so consumed
with the two of them I couldn't even think of one damn thing that
didn't have to do with one of them. Stupid boys!
After sitting
in the parking lot for who knows how long I gathered my courage and
drove home. Wincing when I pulled in and saw Gage's truck I knew I
had no other choice. I had to face him. I wanted my Gage
back.
Taking step
after step, I slowly moved towards our front door and pulled my key
out. Unlocking the door, I wasn't sure what I would find behind the
door, but what I did see was not what I expected. On the couch was
Gage with a girl kneeling in front of him, his dick in her mouth
and beside Gage was another girl whom he was kissing. Obviously,
they were all drunk because it was all slobber and gurgling with
the occasional gagging. I was disgusted.
Slamming the
door I walked into the kitchen and flipped the light on. My stomach
was starting to remind me I never had dinner. I opened the pantry
and looked around, after finding a bag of tortilla chips, I slammed
that door closed before opening the refrigerator to get the salsa
and a bottle of water. Gage never once acknowledged me, keeping his
face stuck in the brunettes.
I know Gage is
no virgin. He was the man whore of our high school, but I had never
seen him like this. I had only seen him kissing a few girls but
this, this was border line porno shit. Finally, having seen enough
I threw my water bottle at them, hitting Gage's thigh. Slut number
one yelped like a puppy, detaching her face and slut number two
flinched before jerking back. Gage groaned in frustration and tried
to focus his eyes on me.
Finally
getting his blood shot gaze fixed on me he snarled, "The
fuck?"
"What the hell
do you think you’re doing?" I paused grabbing slut number ones
shirt and scrunching my nose at it. Bringing my eyes back to the
triple nasties I continued my rant, "That is my God damn couch so
get your sluts off it and take your dirty porn to your room.
Weren't you just the one bitching at me for having sex with my
boyfriend, in my own damn room and now you’re on my fucking couch
getting syphilis or God knows what from those two. Grow up or get
out, Gage. I'm not playing games."
"Fine. I'm
done protecting you, I've done it long enough. Time for you to grow
up and be a big girl. So what you got raped, not like you’re the
only girl that's ever happened to. I'll be back tomorrow to get my
shit, don't be here," Gage slurred.
My mouth was
gaping open, how could my Gage say something like that to me? All
those times he told me he would always be here, that I was his
girl, that he loved me...meant nothing. This new Gage was someone I
didn't want to be around. He was Jacob all over again. This whole
time I was worried Larkin was going to hurt me but it turns out it
was the one person I never expected. The one person I thought I
could count on. Turning all my hurt into anger I screamed, "Get
out! You and your STD sluts get the fuck out of my apartment! NOW!"
Not waiting I turned and stalked to my bedroom, locking the door
behind me.
I heard some
giggling then the front door closing. I fell back onto my bed and
rolled my head to look out onto my patio. My room was completely
dark except for the moonlight shining in. Tracing the light from
the door to my dresser, my eyes landed on the picture I had sitting
there. It was of Gage and I. It was after Gage's first college
football game. Our arms were wrapped around each other and Gage had
lifted me off the ground and was kissing my cheek. Where was that
Gage? That was the Gage I loved. I grumbled before rolling over to
lie on my stomach and I grabbed my phone to text Sadie.
Me:
Walked in on Gage and 2 girls. Kicked him out.
Sadie: WTF? Are you serious! You ok...need me to come
over?
Me:
Yes!
Sadie: B there in 10
I tossed my
phone onto the nightstand and climbed out
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