It didn’t register to me until the next day that I was single again. I woke up, immediately noticing the pain in my right fist. It took me a good 30 seconds to remember what happened the night before. Riley cheating on me. Seeing him in the middle of performing oral sex on someone who wasn’t me. We hadn’t had sex yet, but we had done stuff. I hated that I still had that vision in my mind. I felt guilty about the other girl though, she didn’t know about me, why would she? It wasn’t like Riley would say “oh I have a girlfriend, but she won’t fuck me. Do you want to do it?” I shook the images out of my mind. I was newly single, Riley could go and fuck everyone on the planet for all I cared. I was done with him. I could no longer trust him.
Emmy had been a god send. She found some clean underwear and pajamas in my drawer and lay them on the bed for me. I got changed and removed my make-up. She even put the shower on for me and got all my favorite beauty products ready. I hadn’t even cried. I had a feeling he was cheating, so all I felt was relief. Ok, I did feel sad, but not enough to cry over. Maybe later when I had time to think about it, but it was still to raw for me to feel anything other than anger.
When I came out of my room, Emmy was gone. She had set the tv up to play ‘Eat, Pray, Love’ and left a bar of ‘Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups’ on the coffee table. I sat down, silently thanking the God’s for whoever sent Emmy my way and settled in to watch my favorite movie. It was about 20 minutes into the movie when Emmy returned, carrying a pint of Ben & Jerry’s, a bottle of wine and a big bag of chips. I swear she is a legend. She grabbed two spoons, two wine glasses and a large bowl for the chips and came to join me on the sofa. “he’s a dick honey.” She said, wrapping her arm around my shoulders and pulling me down for a one-armed hug. “Yeah he is.” I agreed. “It’s his loss.” “Yup.” I just hoped I was coming across more confidently than I actually felt.
The next day, I woke up with a sugar hangover. I felt rough. I crawled out of bed and managed to drag myself into the living room. Emmy was frying bacon and had a pot of coffee on the go. “God bless you.” I cried as I flopped down on the sofa face down. Emmy chuckled. “come on, breakfast is ready, there is coffee in the pot, and you desperately need a shower because you stink!” She laughed as I chucked a pillow in her direction. “Ok, here you are” she said, bringing my sandwich over. I have to go; my class starts in 30 minutes. Love you!” she called, already out the door. Damn, I forgot about class. I called the office and left a message that I was taking a sick day. I only had two classes on, and I was still in front from the extra reading I did at Christmas. I grabbed my toiletries and walked down to the bathroom. Most dorms had communal showers for everyone, but ours didn’t. We had the option to pay a little bit more money for our own bathroom in our room, my mom had demanded that my dad paid for it. She didn’t want me catching foot fungus, which made me laugh at the memory.
After my shower, I got dressed and decided I wanted to go and talk to Ryan. I wanted a coffee anyway so it would be the perfect opportunity to talk to him. I wasn’t ready for a relationship; I certainly wasn’t going to see him to tell him that we broke up. I just wanted to talk to him and apologize for yesterday. I couldn’t believe that was only yesterday. Felt like our argument happened weeks ago.
I quickly dressed and threw my wet hair into a loose braid. My hair was short so a lot of it fell out and was resting on my shoulders by the time I got to the coffee shop. I opened the door and Ryan lifted his head up. It was odd how he was always here. He never seemed to be in class. I would have to ask him about that, I didn’t even know what classes he had. “Hey.” I said. “Can we talk?” Ryan said nothing, just continued to stare, mentally debating whether he should talk to me or not. Eventually he replied. “Sure, I have a break in 10 minutes. Wait for me?” He asked. “Sure.” I nodded and walked to an empty table.
He came over carrying two cups ten minutes later. “Latte” he nodded towards my cup. “Thanks.” I smiled. We sat in awkward silence for a minute before Ryan spoke. “So, what’s up?” He asked. “I’m sorry about yesterday. I didn’t realize what it meant until you stormed out.” He blushed. “Yeah sorry for the temper tantrum. I just lost my shit.” He smiled. He really was gorgeous, easily the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. “I understand, it was my fault, don’t you dare apologize.” He smiled again, wider this time. “So, you and Riley broke up?” he asked. “how did you know?” I asked, taken aback. “Seriously? You didn’t see the video?” He pulled his phone out of his pocket as he scrolled through Facebook looking for the video. “Here.” He passed it to me. It was Riley, lying on the bed, he had just pulled his boxers back up. I was screaming at him, God, I sounded like a banshee. Then there was the slap. Then Emmy walked in, and then I punched him. “That was a great punch, my brothers would be proud if they saw it.” I stated. He laughed, “yeah it was baby, remind me not to piss you off again anyway.” Then I realized that James probably had seen it, same as my parents. Somebody had tagged me in it. 47k shares. Holy crap, it had gone viral. I passed the phone back. “That was some right hook you got there.” He laughed. I sniggered. “I was so angry; I don’t even remember hitting him. I’m glad I did though, he deserved it.” “Fuck yeah he did.” He agreed. We talked for five more minutes before he had to go back to work. “Can we be friends?” I asked him. “Of course, Julia.” He leant down and kissed my cheek as he headed back to work. I knew I was in trouble when I could still feel the remnants of his touch on my skin hours later. I needed to be so careful with this man. He had the power to crush me if I let him.
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Chapter 7RyanWe had been hanging out for a few weeks. I was trying my best to be a good friend, but fuck if I didn’t want her. Julia and Emmy had been hanging round the coffee shop as often as they could without missing classes or falling behind. I started going round to their place a lot more often too. I was getting closer to her; I could feel her eyes on me sometimes whenever she thought I wasn’t watching, I always found an excuse to tough her, leaving my fingers lingering on her body, it always made her shiver. I love that I was having the same effect on her that she had on me. I hadn’t ever wanted a girl like I wanted her. Every day we spent together, we got closer. I wanted her so much. Even Emmy could see what we were doing. She called it ‘our sex face’. Not very original but fuck it. I am a big fucking soppy fucker, but what the hell? I’m falling for her. Big time.We were watching a
Chapter 8Julia“I love you Julia, I’m in love with you.” Yeah, I heard it correctly. Ryan loves me. I felt my heart bursting with need for him, I needed him to know how I felt about him, how much I had been needing him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, slowly pulling his head down to meet mine. I was only an inch away from his lips. My stomach filled with butterflies, overwhelming me with lust and desire. I needed this. “Kiss me” I breathed. His lips crashed down on to mine, as cliché as it was, I felt everything fall into place. They say that when you meet the one made for you, you felt it in the first kiss. I really could feel it. Everything washed away, every thought, every feeling, just vanished. There was nothing else but this kiss. It was perfect. We carried on kissing, slowly, tasting each other. His kisses were perfect. I could feel the butterflies were now doing backflips and somersaults
Chapter 9RyanWe had been together for just under ten months. We were going to be celebrating our one year anniversary in a few months. Things were amazing. We would go out to parties, drink, they would dance, and I would stand close to them, making sure no other fucker went anywhere near them. I would help them get back home and then I would stay over with my girl. It was coming up to Christmas. I asked my girl to come back with me to meet my mom, then we were flying over to her parent’s home to meet her parents and brother. I wasn’t nervous about meeting them. She was really nervous about meeting my mom though. We had packed everything up and were planning on an early night before the early flights the next morning. I was staying at my own place tonight- Julia and Emmy weren’t going to see each other for a few weeks so they were staying in and having a girlie night- whatever the fuck that was. Make up and shit. I w
Chapter 10RyanI woke up a few hours later, my alarm buzzing, waking me up. My head was banging through lack of sleep. I tried calling Julia right away, but her phone went straight to voicemail. I showered and was ready before I tried calling again. Still voicemail “Hey Julia, I don’t know who told you about last night, but I swear it wasn’t what you think. She knocked into me, spilling her drink all over my shirt, and as I turned to leave, she grabbed and kissed me. I pushed her off me straight away. I’m sorry baby, but I swear it’s the truth. I love you. I’m not giving up on us. I’m gonna go back to my moms, I’ll try and catch a later flight and wait to see if you turn up at the airport. I love you baby, I know you love me, we’ll get past this, I promise” I hung up.I opened the bedroom door, finding Oliver passed out on the sofa. I know it was irrational, but I blam
Chapter 11RyanI hadn’t been able to concentrate all day. My shift started 40 minutes after my last class. I couldn’t be late, so I couldn’t stop by Julia’s first. I walked in to see Grey flirting whilst serving a couple of girls. “Knock it off dude. They’re not interested.” I laughed. “Hey Ryan! What’s up man?” He came off and pulled me in for a bear hug. “Help me!” He begged under his breath. I laughed out loud as he turned round to give his full attention to the girls at the counter. “Nah man, sorry, I’m out the game for a while. He stopped, turning back to me with a quizzical look on his face. “What?” he asked, slowly. “Don’t worry, get back to your girls.” I answered, nodding in their direction. “I’m gonna go and check in with the boss.” I said, leaving him alone. “Alright man, we’ll talk
Chapter 12RyanI had been placed in a cell with another guy already in there. I could smell the alcohol from the other side of the room. “If he pukes, I want another cell!” I called as the officer walked away. I sat down on the thin mattress on one side of the cell, whilst the drunk stayed on the other. As far away from him as I could possibly get. I had been sitting there for God knows how long when an officer called my name. “It’s time for the interview now son, follow me. Do I need to cuff you, or will you walk on your own?” “I can walk on my own.” I replied. He nodded. “Ok, this way.” He led me down the corridor past the front desk where I had been booked in. He opened a door and guided me inside. “Take a seat Mr. Cobain. Officer Cox will be in shortly.” I took a seat on one side of the desk. I waited for a few minutes, listening for anybody approaching. I heard foo
Chapter 13JuliaI was due to start at the University of Texas just after Christmas. I was utterly heartbroken by what Ryan did. I never thought he would cheat on me, and now that he had; I felt like I was going to die. The need to vomit was so overwhelming sometimes. I just needed a clean break. A place where I can start again.The day I was supposed to go to his mom’s house with him for Christmas, I called my mom. I told her what had happened and that I was scared of seeing him when he came back after Christmas. I suggested moving back home and doing college next year, I was only 17, I wasn’t supposed to technically be in college for another year anyway. But my mom wouldn’t hear of it. They had already paid for my tuition. I decided to look into transferring schools, being closer to home. I would miss Emmy so much, but every time I even thought about Ryan, my heart would shatter. I told my mom that I wanted t
Chapter 14Julia15 months laterIt was one of those days where everything kept going wrong. First, my alarm malfunctioned, so I was late for my first class. Whilst running to my next class, I tripped and fell down, which ended up in me being driven to the emergency room by Clara, my roommate, with a suspected broken wrist (it was just a sprain), and then going home to find out a pipe had leaked in the room above ours and now my bed was ruined. This day couldn’t get any worse. Little did I know, my day so far had barely had any impact on what was about to happen.My cell rang. James was calling me. “Hey big brother. You won’t believe the day I’ve had.” Nothing. “James? You there?” “Julia? It’s Alex. There’s been an accident. Your mom and dad where hit by a lorry who lost control. They’re in NC general. Book the next flight, I will pick you u