Biker's Virgin

"Lucky me," I said sarcastically.

"If you can tell me why we should still date, we can stay together," he said.

"What? Like, give you a reason? If you're asking for that, it looks like you've already made your decision. You're going to see this other girl regardless. Do what you want," I said spitefully.

"What crawled up your ass and died?"

"Us being together has never stopped you before. I don't think anything has stopped you before. It doesn't matter what I feel – it's about you, isn't it? All about you. Just leave. You knew what you wanted before you came here. You're wasting my time and yours."

"You're always like this. What the fuck is your problem?" he demanded.

"Only when you're around Sean. I wouldn't call that a coincidence. I'm gonna tell you one more time – get out."

"Fine. You're always fucking uptight, anyway," he sneered, leaving. I locked the door behind him. This has to be the last time that I do this, I thought. It wasn't like he was being more overbearing than usual, it was just hitting me differently. I had had a lot less patience for him lately. That and a lot more on my mind.

It helped that he seemed to be making distancing myself easier. He had found someone new. In that case, best of luck to them. It should not have taken this long to get to this place. I didn't know whether you could break up with someone who you weren't actually with, but it felt that way. I sat down again, staring down at my textbook. Nope, it wasn't h

appening. Not tonight. I picked my phone up instead.

"Hello?" said Tiffany.

"Guess who just left my place," I said instead of hello.

"Who?"

"Sean."

"The guy you're wasting your good looks and time on?"

"You'll never guess what he came here to do."

"Eat your food? Have sex? Did he lock himself out of his place and knew you'd let him spend the night?"

"No," I said, rolling my eyes, though this was Sean we were talking about and all those were possibilities. "He came in saying he and I needed to talk. He just started dating someone new and told me he came over to give me a chance to defend why he should still see me or it's over."

"That fool walked into your house and gave you an ultimatum?" she asked.

"Can you believe it?"

"No. Just no. You can't anymore. Dump him, please. For me, so I don't have to hear this shit anymore. For yourself, so he isn't making you defend your title as his spare girlfriend."

"I think I'm done," I said, weighing the possibility in my head.

"Really done? Or just done till the next time he calls you?"

"He has a new girlfriend, he shouldn't miss me," I said, shrugging.

"I want to congratulate you for shaking 175 lbs of dead weight, but I'll believe it when I see it."

"Can I ask you something?" I asked.

"Anything. What is it?"

"I need you to tell it to me straight. Don't sugar coat it."

"Of course. What do you need to know?" she asked. I took a deep breath.

"Is Roman seeing anybody?"