Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)
While I laid in bed, I watched as Colette excitedly texted my mother. It was not particularly a necessity for my mother to get along with the girls I dated, but it did sure help them feel like they were important to me when they did. Truth is, I really wanted a child. Specifically, a daughter but I cannot necessarily control the outcome, so I kept my mind open for other possibilities. I always had a soft spot for single mothers. As a matter of fact, I had a couple of female friends who are single mothers and before I met Colette, I would help them out financially. I could not explain the soft spot I had developed for them, maybe it has something to do with my mother.
My mother was a single parent when she had my sister and me. My dad skipped out on us for another woman, then went on to have children with her and became the perfect father for them. I guess he did not like how we turned out. After my father left, my mother went on to meet Jason – who would then later become my step-father and the father to my two younger brothers. He was like a father to me and the best male role model I could have ever asked for. It was sad, that he had passed away the way that he did, and I always blamed my mother for it because if it were not for her he might have been alive today.
If she had not threatened to leave him for good, he would be alive but that is beside the point now. After he died, she became a single mother yet again and the entire family stepped in to help her raise all of us. They did a really good job and personally, I think we have a great support system. My family is loving, really supportive, and kind-hearted. I am truly blessed to have them in my life.
That brings me to my next point. It may sound like I am taking advantage of my family, but they are the reason why I am not scared to start a family now with Colette. I know for a fact that if we needed help from them, whether financially or in any other way, they would be happy to step in and chip in with funds. That much is apparent because while Colette is texting my mother, my mother is also texting me asking whether I needed help with medical bills and whatnot.
Just then my phone began to ring. I always had it on vibrate when I am around Colette because the girl had major trust issues and God forbid, she hears my phone ever ring. I looked at the caller to see if it was my former girlfriend – Samantha.
“Hey babe, I am going to the toilet to poop,” I said to Colette.
She looked at me and rolled her eyes.
“Must you always announce when you are about to defecate?”
“Yes, because, unlike some people, I do those things like a regular human being.” I retorted at her as I grabbed my towel and the body wash.
I always shower after I used the toilet, so this was a regular thing.
“I poop,” Colette said as she continued to busily type away at her phone.
“Sure, you do.”
With my phone in hand and other necessities, I made my way into the bathroom. Colette never suspects anything when I go into the bathroom with my phone because I usually do use my phone while I am on the toilet.
However, this time was different. I did not need to use the toilet, I just used it as an excuse to answer the call from Samantha.
I answered the call but stayed quiet as I placed the phone against my ear. I turned on the shower to drown my talking and I leaned against the wall on the opposite side of the bathroom because the wall on the other side was connected to Colette’s bedroom which meant that she would be able to hear me if I were to speak in here. Also, there is an echo in this part of the house, which makes my situation a bit more difficult.
“Hey,” Samantha said over the phone.
“What is up,” I responded and waited for her to say what she wanted to say.
“I need to vent. My baby daddy is like acting up and it is seriously just like getting to me. You do not mind, do you?”
“No, it is quite alright. Is the baby, okay? Do you guys have everything you need?”
“Yes, we are okay for now. It is just really tough you know. He is not the guy I met before and I thought he would be different, but I guess I was wrong. I do so much for him, I take care of the baby, I cook, I clean, I still work, and I never ask him to do anything, but something in me is telling me that he is not being faithful. Maybe this life is just not for him. Maybe, he is the type to not be tied down. What do you think I should do?”
“Well, I do not think I am in any position to offer you advice on the matter. Personally, I think that if the guy is not playing his role properly especially now that he has a kid, you should end the relationship before it becomes toxic. An environment like that is not good for a child and it affects them in more ways than you can see before it is too late.” I said to her.
“I guess you are right. Thank you for listening.”
“Any time.”
The call ended and I took off my clothes to shower. I did not get a chance to shower when I got home anyway so this was not a total waste of time.
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)As I ended the conversation with Callum’s mother, I got off the bed to go into the kitchen to fix myself something to drink. It was rather hot today and I felt irritated because of it. I did not have air condition in my room, just a lonesome fan that is only good enough to circulate the hot air around the room. I turned the doorknob on my bedroom door and unlocked it. When I exited the room and passed by the bathroom, I swore I could hear Callum talking inside there.I stopped to investigate my suspicions. I pressed my ear against the door in an attempt to try to pick up any noises inside of the bathroom. I know I could just simply open the door and go into the bathroom without knocking first as to catch him by surprise, but I decided against it. Usually when something bothered me, or I had my suspicions about something and I bring this to Callum’s attention, I always felt like he would gaslight me and in turn in the
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)Lisa Warden.I would not necessarily say she was my friend, but she always tried really hard to be my friend. She was consistent with her attempts and never took no for an answer. I always tried my best to avoid her, but unfortunately, we lived on the same street so she would often come over without an invitation or notice to hang out with me. Despite my numerous attempts to push her away, she never caught the hint, and she was under the impression that we were best friends.Lisa and I attended the same elementary school until we parted ways when we went on to attend different high schools. Lisa was always the outsider wherever she went. Everyone thought she was weird, including me. I was just never mean about it. When we were in elementary school, Lisa got bullied a lot because of her height. She
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)Before I could even escort Lisa inside of the house, she had already started talking my ear off about random stuff going on in her life. She started by complaining about her grandmother and the ill-treatment she is receiving. Then she hopped onto the topic of her financial struggles and now she is talking about her former boyfriend. She is supposedly considering getting back together with him because he has been begging to be with her again. However, despite telling me that this guy treated her really badly, would bully her, and make other girls make fun of her, her justification for giving him a fourth chance is that his d*ck is really big.On that tangent, she began to describe to me how big his shlong is, what it looked like, how good he was at using it, and how it lived up to the expectations of men with big feet. Whilst I tried to have an actual conversation with her this time, I could not get a word in because she was just
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)I watched as Colette left the room, leaving me alone with her boyfriend Callum. I have had a crush on him ever since I laid eyes on him. I never acted on my feelings because Colette is my best friend, and I would never do that to her. At times I could tell that she does not want me around and merely tolerates my presence because I force myself into her personal space. I appreciate her for tolerating me, to say the least. I am a very social person which meant that I had a lot of friends, but they were the type of friends to only be around when things are going well.Whenever I would post on social media about being suicidal or frustrated, Colette would be the only one to message me to make sure I was okay or at least find out what was going on so she could offer some advice. I understand her more than anyone ever could. We were both mentally ill and I think that is where we find common ground to understand each other.Colette
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)In my head, I imagined Callum coming home to me after work to a table full of food. Colette does not cook full meals for him, and I bet if I were to cook for him, he would be so much happier. I imagine him eating all of the food and as I cleared the table, he walks up behind me and wraps an arm around my waist.F*ck this. I feel like I am becoming even more sexually frustrated. I needed to find a way to release all of this energy.I know what I should do.I flushed the toilet to keep up the impression that I was actually using it and I exited the bathroom.“Let us go to the club! I want to get wasted!” I exclaimed as I entered the room.Both Colette and Callum exchanged looks before they looked at me.“I do not feel like going out tonight, but you guys can if you want,” Colette said looking defeated as she laid back onto the bed.Me, go out alone with Callum? Could I
Colette Smith (P.O.V.)"I want us naked; I want you wrapped around me, and I want this to last all night," I said in an almost desperate tone of voice.I am almost breathless as he ran his hand down my side and back up to capture my breast. His thumb grazes my nipple, and I feel the rumble in your chest when you feel it pebble under your touch."Hmmm, do you think you are ready for all that?" Callum asked, his voice is deep and sounds so sexy right now.He snaked his tongue out of his mouth and began playing around my lips."Let us see, sweet girl if you want me as bad as you say."Moving to the side, Callum’s hand moves up my leg and grips my knee, pushing it up and out. His fingers trail along my thigh and he grazes his knuckles across my satin-covered pu**y."Hot...check." Callum whisper against my cheek.His fingers travel under the lace hem."Soft...check."His lips are against my neck,
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)Callum and I got into the car; I was not certain if it was me alone that felt like this, but I felt like the tension in the air was rather sexual. Every time I looked at him, all I could think about was riding him and doing all sorts of sexual things to him. I desperately needed to get laid tonight or else I will end up doing something that I would really regret after it is done, and it is too late.Callum drove out of the garage, and I immediately put on some music to fill the silence in the car. I, unfortunately, did not have any alcohol so that we could pregame, so I was stuck in the car, with my crush, who is also my best friend’s boyfriend, and I was sober with really bad thoughts.“You okay over there? What is on your mind?” Callum asked me and I thought about it for a second.Right here at this moment, I wanted to confess my feelings but to what purpose? It is not like he would leave Colette f
Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)“Yes, but I bet you already knew that. Look at your body. It is amazing.” Callum continued.I felt guilty for encouraging a conversation like this but the more I thought about it, the more I felt good about myself like it fed my God complex. In comparison with Colette, I did have a better body than hers. Regardless of my height, I had really big breasts while she was almost flat-chested. My ass is voluptuous while hers is small. She is petite with a small frame of five feet four inches. She often complained about her lack of assets, but I always encouraged her to love the way her body currently is, because it made me feel good while I stood next to her, and all the guys would catcall me and not her.“Let us get some alcohol going in our system. Tonight is a night to let loose and have fun!” I screamed as we all rushed over to the bar to order our drinks. I knew that Callum would volunteer to pay for o