Scratch That

“Justin, I don’t want to talk about this shit again,” I say, throwing the paper towel in the trash, “Georgie is dead to me until I find someone else to replace her. And all I feel for Asheron is his betrayal. They can hold hands and jump into a volcano together for all I care.”

“Alright, if you say so,” he sighs, “I just want you to know before we finish this conversation, that I don’t mind if you’re with men. Just don’t be with someone I consider a brother, like Asheron. It’s gross.”

“Oh no,” I whine sarcastically, “I guess I’ll have to discard my plan to tell Georgie to fuck off and marry Asheron.”

Justin laughs at that and we both go out together again.

To be fully honest, I only came to this party because I knew Asheron would be here. I wanted to see him and make sure he’s really not with Georgie.

And I think it’s real, because when I arrived there were a pack of hungry girls trying to get his attention and one of them even kissed him. It was desperate and embarrassing for her,