Our Way
“Let’s make a porno,” Brooke mutters dryly.
I get the giggles. It feels good to be with the girls. Everything is so normal.
I desperately want to talk to them about Nathan, but he is their friend too, so I can’t. It isn’t my story to tell. This is his. If he wants anyone to know, it has to come from him.
I would dearly love to dissect my feelings with them on the whole thing though. I feel like I’m battling with this just as much as he is. I’m jealous and hurt, and to be honest, I just want Nathan for myself. I don’t know why, but for some stupid reason I always assumed that if Nathan were straight, it would be me he would want.
Guess not.
Ugh…. I hate feeling like this. I’m annoyed that I do.
He was gone when I woke up this morning. He left a note saying he had something on and won’t be over tonight. That, in itself, is weird, he normally won’t stay away from me.
He’s going to see her.
So, what if he is?
“How’s your guy going?” Brooke asks, interrupting my thoughts.
“Who?”
“The guy.” She widens her eyes.
“Oh, Samuel,” I say with a curl of my lip. “He’s okay, I guess.”
“Not feeling it?” Jo asks.
“Nope.” I sigh as I pick up my coffee. “Not in the least. I have to go out with him tonight.”
“Just don’t go.” Brooke frowns.
“He’s so keen and calling me all the time. I kind of feel like I have to explain why I don’t want to see him, you know?”
“Ugh.” They both wince.
“This is why it’s easier not to date.”
“Well, I don’t know about what you boring bitches are doing tonight, but I’m sexting Santiago.”
“Great,” Brooke mutters dryly. “I look forward to seeing you on Missing Persons as a murder victim.”
I chuckle.
“But, what a way to go.” Jolie smiles darkly. “Fucked to death.”
“At least the police will have footage as evidence, I guess.” I smile.
Jolie gets out her phone to message Santiago, and she does a little dance in her seat. “This is so fucking exciting. Okay, what will I say?”
* * *
I pace back and forth in my living room as I talk to April on the phone.
“He said that?” she asks. “He actually said that he likes another woman?”
“Are you listening to me at all? Her name is Stephanie.”
“Well, fuck me. I did not expect that.”