Cassie is Right

Nova’s POV

Cassie stared at me for nearly 5 minutes in silence, just staring while I silently cried not sure if either of us should speak or move. Finally Cassie’s phone receiving a message shook her out of it, she replied quickly and put it down after hooking it up to the charger.

“Nova! We should bring the roses inside.” she says softly. “It’s apparent that he loves you. I don’t know what you are thinking or feeling, but I am here if you need to talk about it, always.”

I sigh “That’s the thing. I know I love him, my body craves his touch, my heart calls out to him, but my mind says ‘what about your cock?’ He’s not gay. I know he likes women and my brain keeps running through all the ‘what ifs’ , all the hurt that could happen if he decides he wants pussy, and I don’t have that, all the thoughts of having a family that we can’t make, He deserves to be happy, not settle for what he can have because of what anatomy I have. What if I can never give him what he really wants