LOGINEVAIt's been a week since I heard from Dean.For some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about his confession.He said he loved me, and even though part of me doubted his feelings.The other part was ecstatic to hear those words.I wasn't entirely sure what I felt for Dean, but I knew it was much more than what I felt for Frank.After that day, I wasn't the same with Frank.He pretended everything was fine, but I knew it wasn't, and that I was fooling myself and fooling him at the same time.And every time I tried to talk to him about it, I couldn't, because he would change the subject.I refused to have sex with him again because I wasn't going to fake another orgasm just to please him and sink deeper into this superficial charade.Frank's feelings for me were real, but now I realized mine weren't.I was trying to use him to forget Dean, but it wasn't working the way I'd hoped.The words "I love you" that Dean said to me kept repeating
DEAN I had run three red lights to get to Eva's house faster.That almost cost me an accident and certainly a speeding ticket.When I spotted her house, I felt my hands trembling with nervousness."What the hell!" I yelled mentally, knowing that this had never occurred to me before.So I took a deep breath, and after calming down a bit, I parked my car in front of her house.I spent a few minutes thinking about whether I should go to her or go back to my apartment."No! I'm not going to be a damn coward and go back on my word now." I thought furiously, grappling with this insecure side of myself.So I got out of the car and slammed the door shut.I walked until I was standing in front of Eva's house."Now's the time," I thought.I took three deep breaths before finally pressing the damn doorbell.I pressed the button once, twice, three times, and before I could press it a fourth time, the door was openedI was greeted by the sexiest woman in the world.Because when you fall in love,
EVAAfter picking Frank up from the hospital, I took him to my house because he said he wanted to spend the night with me.Since I was now his girlfriend, and certainly liked him too.I accepted.When we entered my house.We went to the living room, and Frank started smiling."Why is he smiling? After all, it was here that Dean beat him almost to death." I thought, confused."What do you think about continuing where we left off?" he asked, as if he had erased the tragic event from his mind."Well, I think that..." I was going to deny it, but he seemed so happy with the idea, so I gave in. "Okay."He approached me slowly, looking into my eyes.He trailed his finger on my face in admiration and kissed me passionately.I didn't feel even one-third of what I felt when Dean kissed me, but I already knew that from the beginning. That wasn't the point; the point was that I needed Frank to take this anguish off my chest.Frank deepened the kiss and began to caress my body with his soft, dem
EVAThe days following Dean's departure from my life were monotonous and mechanical.I would wake up, go to work.I would visit Frank in the hospital, then go back home and stay awake most of the night.My weekends consisted of masturbating while watching porn and listening to every depressing song imaginable.I hadn't had decent sex in a month, and my body felt like a ticking time bomb ready to explode at any moment.I wasn't eating properly, and as far as I remember.My last visit to the scale, I had lost three kilos.Maybe it's all in my head, but one part of my body craved Dean's touch, and the other wanted him as far away as possible.Despite my supposed decline, I was fine; yes, I had to be fine. After all, it was because of Dean entering my life that I found myself in this situation.He changed me, used me, or rather, he hurt me, even if more mentally than physically.I no longer felt like myself, and that had to change. I needed someone to make me happy, someone who could re
DEAN I woke up with a sharp pain in the back of my head.When I tried to open my eyes, I only saw a bright, irritating blur.Then I closed my eyes again, and some scenes from my furious outburst came to mind. I had beaten the bastard who was making out with Eva."Did I kill him?" I thought, knowing that it was a good chance I had.When my anger was unleashed, I couldn't control myself.That made me destroy everything around me.This was not something I was proud of, and so I did everything I could to hide this dark side of myself.I didn't fall in love; I didn't have friends.I didn't get emotionally involved with anyone, not even my own family.Because I knew I wouldn't be able to handle any disappointment they would give me, and they already had.Ever since I was little, I've felt this uncontrollable anger.It was awakened in my first school fight. A fat boy, taller than me, had provoked me, saying I was a bastard son and that my mother was a whore.That event triggered my anger
EVAI was kissing Frank, but not willingly; rather, out of revenge for Dean kicking me out of his house because of that little dog.As much as I feel an explosive attraction for Dean, he has no right to treat me like a disposable object that he uses and then throws away."He will pay for what he did to me today."Frank was kissing me while fondling my breasts and my butt, and even though his caresses felt good.I didn't feel any arousal.It was as if I were kissing him just for the sake of kissing, without any chemistry or excitement.He took off my pajama top, leaving my breasts exposed, and then he began to suck and gently bite them.I didn't moan; I didn't speak.I was far from having an orgasm, but I returned his caresses, holding his hair, scratching his back under his shirt, and wrapping my legs around his waist.We stayed at this slow and unsatisfying pace for quite some time, until I heard something that froze me to the bone."What the hell is this, Eva?!" Dean shouted in a te







