Me You And My Ex Novels & Stories

Chapter 9: A Year Of Misery; On The Edge Of A Cliff “You really don't want to talk to them?" My sister, Rebekah, typed back in a jiffy. "I am doing just fine, Becca. Tell them whatever you want, I don't think I'm in the right mood to speak to them” I typed back. "You didn't have to end the call like that. I didn't even get to tell you about my new boyfriend, but don't worry,I wasn't going to let them talk to you".

“It’s not just any club! It’s the biggest one in the city, and after what happened with that douchebag, you need this fresh start.” I winced at the mention of my ex. It still stung, catching him with another woman two weeks ago—especially after I had emptied my savings to help him out with a deal. “I have to go,” I muttered, not wanting to relive it. I hung up before Tessie could argue, grabbed my bag, and headed out. -----

, Sebastian called again. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry, I've just got a lot on my mind", I said. "Want to talk about it?". "No no not really, I uhm.. keep telling me about Italy". "I've told you everything already and you didn't listen". "I'm so sorry". "Well there is one part I haven't talked about", he said. I grabbed a grape ," I'm all ears I promise". "I... I met my ex", he said. I paused.

I said my voice was almost inaudible due to the loud music. She turned to me with a small smile, her eyes still scanning the people around. “I'm sorry, yes I am, I'm looking for Maeve, she said she would be around.” I nodded, not responding but as I sat close to her I noticed some familiar figures lurking at the corner of the room. My heart raced a little faster than normal when I saw Madison. Madison. My ex. The one who cheated on me with my boss.

Anderson nods for me to continue. " I really don't wanna bore you." " Please don't. I want you to talk to me. It's part of knowing each other." " Well, the man with the redhead was my ex." I don't know why I spat that out but all I know is that I couldn't help myself.

“ me too “ A minute later and moaned as I came , and rushed up and put his dick in my mouth , down my throat And releasing every last drop from his cock . I smiled and used the back of my hand to clean my lips as he pulled out. He patted my head , he helped me up as we awkwardly wore back our pants , pulling down my shirt last , covering up my boobs .. “ we should do this some other time .. but for now I have to get back to my wife “ My smile died ,as I heard wife. . He walked away ,leaving a tip with the sleeping cashier , I followed after with my energy drink in hand , leaving the money and a lil note saying what i took . I was about to hop back on my bike , before my phone screen lit up “

If I have you, then I have everything you own. Me: Crystal, you know that's not possible. You can't have me now. You had me in the past and not now. I'm a married man now. Crystal: Lol. Why would a married man be meeting with ex?? Divorce Jessica and come back to me or I'll send the video to her. Me: Don't do that, please. I don't want to hurt her.

He glared at me, and for the first time, my eyes opened. I could see the disgust swirling in his eyes. He hated me. In fact, he hated my very existence. “Happy?” A chortle left his lips, “Kill that thing. I can't have Miranda knowing we did something together.” Leon snapped at me. “Miranda?” The word hung in my throat. “Your ex?” The silence that hung in the air was deafening, and Leon turned to me. “We are back together, and she just arrived in town. I know you want to use a child to hold me down, but you have to do better than that, Diana.”

“But beyond that… I’m curious.” I couldn’t help but let out a soft laugh. It was refreshing to talk to him. “Well, I guess I should start by saying I’m in the middle of a divorce,” I said, choosing to get that uncomfortable topic out of the way first. “The man you saw with me the last time, Derek is my ex-husband. We’re in the process of splitting up.” Joel nodded slowly, his expression softening. “I’m sorry to hear that. Divorce is never easy. But you seem to be handling it well.”

The way he also looked at me like I was something he used to love… and now couldn’t stand. Shit. Resse exhales slowly. “I mean… You did say your stepbrother’s name is Evan.” I stop pacing. “Yeah,” I admit. “And that’s your ex’s name.” “I know that.” “And you just ran into your ex… here. Tonight, out of nowhere.” I glare at him. “What are you trying to say?” “I’m saying,” Resse shrugs, “it’s either the worst coincidence in history or it’s exactly what it looks like.”