didn’t he?”
“Ugh, he’s such an asshole.” I roll around on the bed.
“So you did have sex with him.”
“That is none of your business,” I muse.
“But you did. I knew it.”
I blush, even though there’s no one here. “Shut up, it was just … sex.”
“Of course, it is. That’s why you sound so depressed.”
“I do not sound depressed … Do I sound depressed?”
“Yes, like a girl who just got her heart stomped on.”
“Hmm …” I frown because she’s actually right, but I don’t want to admit it. I don’t want to even think about it because the thought of being used almost brings me to tears.
I sniff.
“Aw, girl, don’t cry,” Stephanie says.
“There’s something in my eye.”
She laughs. “Your finger, yeah.”
“Oh, you and your stupid jokes,” I retort. “Not helping.”
“I know, but he’s a dick and whatever the fuck he did doesn’t mean he gets to make you cry. Do not let him make you cry, Sam. He’s not worth it.”
“I know. Thank you,” I say, swiping away a tear.
“I think it’s time I got my ass to your place,” she muses.
I laugh. “Ugh, I could so use your snark right now. Seriously. You do not want to know what he did.”
“Tell me all about it when I get to your place. I’ll be there in five. And make sure you have plenty of pillows.”
“Why?”
“So I have something else but my phone to throw.”
I laugh so hard that I snort. She never fails to amuse me and keep my mind off him.
***
About thirty minutes later, Stephanie knows all about what he did.
“What a pig!” she says.
“I know, right? And the worst part is that he practically tried to hide it from me.”
“Pfft, I should’ve known something was up when he told you to go dress shopping. With his credit card.”
“He used me. For his own gain. And then he had sex with me, and I let him. It’s like the cherry on a giant turd mountain.”
She giggles but quickly stops when she notices that I’m not laughing. I can’t help it, I’m so not amused. All I want to do is grab my belongings, go to his house, and throw everything in his face. Even if it costs me a fortune, the bastard deserves it.
“Well, let’s stop talking about him then. He doesn’t deserve the attention.”
“No, he doesn’t,” I say, grabbing my laptop. “Unless it’s negative. And I have the perfect thing in mind.”
“What?” she asks as I pull up my document and start typing.
“Well, I’m expecting to lose my job after all of this.”
“But you did what he asked! Even if it went against everything you stand for. And he hasn’t even paid you.”
“I know, but that won’t stop him from trying to rid himself of this problem called ‘me’ as soon as possible. He has a tendency for picking the easiest route.”
“Asshole,” she says.
“But I won’t go down without dragging him with me.”
“How?”
“I’m going to type out this entire fucking story, and then laugh my ass off at my own stupidity.”
“Hey!” She shoves me. “You’re not stupid.”
“I had sex with him. Of course, that’s stupid.”
“You were following your vagina. We all do that sometimes. And then we learn from it.”
“Bad vagina, bad!” I say, and we both laugh. “The power of cock was strong this time.”
She snorts. “Well, I hope that part was good at least. The fucker might be an asshole, but if you got good sex out of it, then that’s at least one thing he can’t take away.”
“It was good all right, which is why I hate him even more,” I growl. “More material for me to write about.”
“So what are you going to do with the story then? Publish it? Let the world see your ‘stupidity’?” She makes quotation marks with her fingers.
“Maybe …” I hum. “If he’s going to fire my ass.”
“But what if he doesn’t?” she says.
“Then at least I got it off my chest and got a fat paycheck with it as well. There’s no way in hell that I’m not going to
“Ugh, he’s such an asshole.” I roll around on the bed.
“So you did have sex with him.”
“That is none of your business,” I muse.
“But you did. I knew it.”
I blush, even though there’s no one here. “Shut up, it was just … sex.”
“Of course, it is. That’s why you sound so depressed.”
“I do not sound depressed … Do I sound depressed?”
“Yes, like a girl who just got her heart stomped on.”
“Hmm …” I frown because she’s actually right, but I don’t want to admit it. I don’t want to even think about it because the thought of being used almost brings me to tears.
I sniff.
“Aw, girl, don’t cry,” Stephanie says.
“There’s something in my eye.”
She laughs. “Your finger, yeah.”
“Oh, you and your stupid jokes,” I retort. “Not helping.”
“I know, but he’s a dick and whatever the fuck he did doesn’t mean he gets to make you cry. Do not let him make you cry, Sam. He’s not worth it.”
“I know. Thank you,” I say, swiping away a tear.
“I think it’s time I got my ass to your place,” she muses.
I laugh. “Ugh, I could so use your snark right now. Seriously. You do not want to know what he did.”
“Tell me all about it when I get to your place. I’ll be there in five. And make sure you have plenty of pillows.”
“Why?”
“So I have something else but my phone to throw.”
I laugh so hard that I snort. She never fails to amuse me and keep my mind off him.
***
About thirty minutes later, Stephanie knows all about what he did.
“What a pig!” she says.
“I know, right? And the worst part is that he practically tried to hide it from me.”
“Pfft, I should’ve known something was up when he told you to go dress shopping. With his credit card.”
“He used me. For his own gain. And then he had sex with me, and I let him. It’s like the cherry on a giant turd mountain.”
She giggles but quickly stops when she notices that I’m not laughing. I can’t help it, I’m so not amused. All I want to do is grab my belongings, go to his house, and throw everything in his face. Even if it costs me a fortune, the bastard deserves it.
“Well, let’s stop talking about him then. He doesn’t deserve the attention.”
“No, he doesn’t,” I say, grabbing my laptop. “Unless it’s negative. And I have the perfect thing in mind.”
“What?” she asks as I pull up my document and start typing.
“Well, I’m expecting to lose my job after all of this.”
“But you did what he asked! Even if it went against everything you stand for. And he hasn’t even paid you.”
“I know, but that won’t stop him from trying to rid himself of this problem called ‘me’ as soon as possible. He has a tendency for picking the easiest route.”
“Asshole,” she says.
“But I won’t go down without dragging him with me.”
“How?”
“I’m going to type out this entire fucking story, and then laugh my ass off at my own stupidity.”
“Hey!” She shoves me. “You’re not stupid.”
“I had sex with him. Of course, that’s stupid.”
“You were following your vagina. We all do that sometimes. And then we learn from it.”
“Bad vagina, bad!” I say, and we both laugh. “The power of cock was strong this time.”
She snorts. “Well, I hope that part was good at least. The fucker might be an asshole, but if you got good sex out of it, then that’s at least one thing he can’t take away.”
“It was good all right, which is why I hate him even more,” I growl. “More material for me to write about.”
“So what are you going to do with the story then? Publish it? Let the world see your ‘stupidity’?” She makes quotation marks with her fingers.
“Maybe …” I hum. “If he’s going to fire my ass.”
“But what if he doesn’t?” she says.
“Then at least I got it off my chest and got a fat paycheck with it as well. There’s no way in hell that I’m not going to
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