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Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex A Little Disappointment
RyanThe ride to the hospital is a short one because for some reason, they chose a small, private one close to Tiara’s apartment. Because of the size of the building, it is easy to locate the hospital ward that temporarily housed Grace Lemptons even though I had to wait by the reception for intolerable minutes while the receptionist contacted the doctors for visitation permission.I am not surprised to see Ciara in the room beside her mother’s bed and Amy by her side. I am surprised however not to see Tiara on the other side of the bed.Throw that in with more than a little disappointment.How is she missing in action, the time I finally want to let her know how I really feel?Ciara’s eyes shoot up from her mother’s face. “Ryan? You got my message?”As much as I want to tell her I came here for Tiara, I think it is best that I speak to Tiara first before I talk to anyone else about my intentions. “Yes. I did,” I lie, “that’s why you left so early?”She averts her gaze and nods. “Yup.
Last Updated : 2025-04-15Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Dust
TiaraThe beach house reeks of settled dust.And the salty, tangy scent of the beach.During the springs and summers we spent here, my mother always had the cleaners in and out before we moved in so we never had to do any sort of clean up.Hell, I didn’t even know there could be so much dust down here – fine, powdery coating that settles on the surfaces and dances in sunbeams streaming through the windows I just opened.Pulling up the cleaning gears from the broom closet immediately after I drop my bag in the room assigned to Ciara and I upstairs, I set to the task of cleaning up – dusting off surfaces, airing out the rooms, and basically just shaking of the stagnation of a long absence.In a weird way, this act of dusting feels a lot like my life. Like I am dusting away all the old things – the tears, the pain, the inferiority – and letting this new phase begin. I am having a child now, a child that I’m beginning to put above everything else, a child that has come to mean the utmost
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Rage
TiaraHe looks disheveled.His hair is tousled up like he just got out of bed and forgot to run a comb through it. His gaze is drawn yet there is another emotion there, lingering in the surface that I can’t place, bordering on anger or pain or both. His breathing is coming up in short gasps like he had just been running which is as well, because he is in a casual running attire of black joggers and a matching black running t-shirt and he is looking at me with a shocked pained expression on his features as he lets himself in.“How could you, Tee?”I swallow.I might not know what he is talking about. I am inclined to indulge in wistful thinking and tell myself that he might be here for a completely different reason. After all he knows this place from all the years he dated Ciara.But even then, I know there are only two ways he figured out my whereabouts and it is only if my mother or Melody said something to him.However, there is still a chance that he doesn’t know about the baby in
Last Updated : 2025-04-17Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Guilt
TiaraHis words catch me by surprise and I turn to look into his eyes. The sadness in them breaks my heart. “It was all me,” he mutters, his breathing ragged, “I dragged it too long, I told myself I was doing the right thing by making sure we stayed away from each other, I told myself it was for the best. That I was staying away from you because I was angry,” he runs his hand through his hair, avoiding my gaze, “You’re right, Tiara. You were right in hiding the child from me, you’re right to run away, because I don’t—” his eyes lock with mine, “I don’t deserve you. Both of you.”What?A second ago he was angry at me, pissed that I decided to keep the news of our child away from him. And now . . . he is saying I am right?I eye him skeptically, “Are you playing some kind of game here, Ryan?”He doesn’t say anything. Just that load of pain in his features.“I think I’m going to go,” he ventures, “Give you that much needed time to think.”It is not any kind of game he is playing. You can
Last Updated : 2025-04-18Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Rollercoaster
RyanToday has been one hell of a rollercoaster ride for me.When I first found out about the baby I was hit with all the emotions I could ever think about. Happiness flooded me at first because, well Tiara is having a baby for me and if that is not the best news, I don’t know what is. Then a melancholic feeling washed over me next after I realized that her first move was seeing it fit to hide the existence of our child from me.That feeling was quickly replaced by anger at how she single-handedly decided that she did not want me to be a part of our child’s life.It was that anger that propelled me from New York to New Jersey the moment Grace dropped the bombshell and told me she was at the beach house. I had been blinded by pain and hurt because she was willing and ready to go away from me, to run away from everything while I was trying to run back to her.And seeing her only intensified the anguish I felt as I was forced to listen to her rationalize her reasons, each words cutting d
Last Updated : 2025-04-19Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Tubal Ligation
RyanI shoot up from the bed, positive the loud ringing in my ears distorted what she said.“What?”Tiara is staring at me open-mouthed. “Wait . . .Yo-you didn’t know?”The total shock on my face must have answered the question for her because she shakes her head and continues, “I just figured you knew or something because y’know, you guys dated and all.”I am still staring at her like I just found another horn growing on her forehead. “No,” I finally find my voice, and it is laced with tons of disbelief, “your facts are wrong, Tee.”“I’m telling you Ryan—”“You might not know it but your facts are wrong. So very wrong.”She sighs patiently as she waits for me to come to terms with the news. After a few beats, she bites her lips and says, “Did you see the actual black and white pictures of the baby?”“I mean I saw the uh. . .” I try to remember what exactly I saw, “her name was on the sheet. And the um. . . the date she did it, I think I remember a hospital stamp or something, and the
Last Updated : 2025-04-20Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Not in Yours
RyanThe ride to New York is a long one.I know it takes me not more than the usual two to three hours to get there or even less because of the lack of traffic but it feels so much longer as I drive away from Tiara to Ciara to have what might turn out to be the worst conversation of my life.Like I said earlier, maybe I should be happy about this. To be honest, guiltily, I feel some kind of weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I never once regretted the incoming of a child and I was willing and ready to accept it as long as it is mine – and I believed the child was mine – but then two at a time?PhewDamn, I think I just dodged a bullet with that one because that can never turn out to be good.I mean, what kind of jerk puts a baby in two sisters?My fingers drum on my steering wheel as I wait for a red light to turn green. I can’t wait for all these to be over so I can go back to Tiara’s waiting arms because I sure as hell will need the recluse of her warmth after everything.My h
Last Updated : 2025-04-21Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex No Us
RyanWhy is Ciara in my apartment?Again?It does not take me long to find out as I push my unlocked apartment door open and find her sitting cross-legged on my couch, a too smiley expression on her face.“What are you doing, Ciara?”She gives me an innocent shrug. “Watching a TV show. Come on, they just started this one I think you’ll love it.”“No, I mean what are you doing here? In my apartment.”“Why, waiting for you,” she says it like it is the most obvious answer, “when I came back from fetching the doctor you were gone, fake alarm by the way, the doctor said she was doing just fine and to be honest I don’t think anything was wrong with her in the first place, my mother has an unnatural flair for the dramatics. But as I was saying, you were not there when I got back so I just figured you’d be here. The apartment was empty,” she rolls her eyes, “where were you, Ryan?”How can she keep a straight, blank face and act like everything is alright?“I’m going to need my keys back, Ciar
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Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Bored Cop
Ryan“How sure are you that this is an assault?” The man in the cop uniform asks Melody. He has a rough beard and a cop moustache that makes him look older than his age and the bored expression on his face is like a slap to my mentality.Melody looks like she is about to shake the shit out of him when she says, “What the fuck do you mean—”“Language, ma’am.” he warns, his eyebrow raised up.“How can you stand there and ask me — how can you – there is blood on the board, dammit!”The man gives her a warning look but doesn’t say anything.She goes on anyway, “The door was left ajar, on a spring night,” she emphasized, “There is blood on the skating board, and the victim is missing. What other evidence could you possibly need?”Immediately we found the door open and we each made rounds to different parts of the house to confirm that Tiara indeed wasn’t there, we decided to call the New Jersey cops to let them know of a possible assault and file a report of a missing person.So far, there
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Trickle
Ryan”Fifty bucks, she fell asleep and forgot to text you,” Jackson comments from the backseat, “I mean she is human after all. We do a lot of things we haven’t done before.”“I’m not taking a bet on the safety of my best friend, Jack,” Melody shoots at him.“Safety? I mean,” Jackson shrugs, “she could literally be asleep right now, and this road trip would all be for nothing. We can just take a swing from here right now to Connecticut. I know a guy with a club that can let us—”Melody shoots daggers at him that shuts him down.He clears his throat. “Have you tried calling her again at least? I mean it’s past dawn now.”True to his words the morning sun is trickling through the open windows into the car, the warm rays, doing nothing to uplift the coldness that has settled in my guts.I’ve forgotten that Jackson asked a question until Melody speaks up again, “She is still not picking up. It’s dawn already, Tee is a morning person. She should have been up by now. And if she isn’t, then
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Humid
TiaraThe humid smell of mud first hits me.For a second I am led to believe that I am in a very, very dark room. A dark room with no windows and no doors and just the right amount of oxygen.But as my eyes adjust – or in this context – fail to adjust to anything in my line of view, I realize that there is a thick material around my face that covers the entirety of my eyes. It could be sunny out there for all I know.My brain is a mush of uncontrolled thoughts and deafening buzzes and the headache just above my right eye is throbbing in a way that would make the doctors fret. If the doctors saw me now.What the fuck?What happened?The last thing I remember . . .I was in the beach house. Then I went to the beach for a stroll.No, I had gone to take my jacket from the room upstairs. But that is not the last thing I remember.The last thing I remember is me standing right across the threshold in the beach house, pulling the door open because Ryan had rang the doorbell.Wait. . .My hea
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex A Necessary Insight
Ciara“She is being diagnosed with NPD. It’s not that rare of a case but it is as severe as any other disorder out there, maybe even more.”I remember the conversation like it was yesterday.I was ten years old and I remember being really glad my parents accompanied me to my therapist’s that day. It was one of the trips we went without Tiara and I was super pumped that she had to stay alone with boring old Mrs. Fisher, our live-in sitter at the time.My mother had squinted her eyes at the doctor while my father remained calm like he’ll rather be anywhere else in the world than here, listening to some boring ass therapist.I felt exactly the same way.“What is that?” my mother asked, “What does NPD even mean?”“Well,” my therapist adjusted her glasses like someone about to give a very educated, very important but also very boring lecture. “The word, NPD is an acronym for “Narcissistic Personality Disorder” and it is categorized in most cases by a need for control, and,” she starts tick
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Jitters and Frets
Ryan: “Meet me outside your apartment. ASAP”I stare at the message from Melody again as I shrug on a coat. It is weird enough that she wants to talk to me this late in the night or – I check the time on the clock, it is just a little after three am – morning, but what is even weird is that she is already in front of my apartment meaning that whatever she has to say is that urgent.She is standing by her car when I walk out, a slight frown on her face, and she has Jackson standing beside her like some protective bodyguard of some sorts.“That urgent?” I ask her, gesturing between both of them.“He was with me when I decided to come here, wouldn’t let me leave alone,” she replies.I raise an eyebrow at this and he waves off. “Shut the fuck up, bro.”Great. I didn’t know where we stood after the mini threat-like statement he made yesterday but this statement just cleared things up. “You don’t see me saying anything,” I smirk. I like him better when he isn’t oogling over Tiara.I jut my
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Black Hole
TiaraThe salty scent of the beach fills my nostrils as I walk, loving the breeze on my face.It is a cold spring night, and I curse for not bringing a coat or jacket to add to my casual dressing of flannel trousers and a sweater before leaving the house and coming down here to stroll along the beach. My gaze travels over the short distance to the house and I groan dramatically.I’ll just have to ride out the cold until I decide to leave.Against all earlier odds, today turned out to be great.Like the-best-thing-that-could-ever-happen kind of great.Not aiming at being smug but I got the man in the end, even though this felt like more like a beginning than an end, , and although I got hurt in the scuffle, well I did come out with the best end of the deal.And what is a victory anyway, without the battle scars?Agreed, I can’t help but feel bad for Ciara. I’ve always felt bad when I thought of our love triangle like somehow I am in the wrong. And I might have been too. He was her man
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex No Us
RyanWhy is Ciara in my apartment?Again?It does not take me long to find out as I push my unlocked apartment door open and find her sitting cross-legged on my couch, a too smiley expression on her face.“What are you doing, Ciara?”She gives me an innocent shrug. “Watching a TV show. Come on, they just started this one I think you’ll love it.”“No, I mean what are you doing here? In my apartment.”“Why, waiting for you,” she says it like it is the most obvious answer, “when I came back from fetching the doctor you were gone, fake alarm by the way, the doctor said she was doing just fine and to be honest I don’t think anything was wrong with her in the first place, my mother has an unnatural flair for the dramatics. But as I was saying, you were not there when I got back so I just figured you’d be here. The apartment was empty,” she rolls her eyes, “where were you, Ryan?”How can she keep a straight, blank face and act like everything is alright?“I’m going to need my keys back, Ciar
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Not in Yours
RyanThe ride to New York is a long one.I know it takes me not more than the usual two to three hours to get there or even less because of the lack of traffic but it feels so much longer as I drive away from Tiara to Ciara to have what might turn out to be the worst conversation of my life.Like I said earlier, maybe I should be happy about this. To be honest, guiltily, I feel some kind of weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I never once regretted the incoming of a child and I was willing and ready to accept it as long as it is mine – and I believed the child was mine – but then two at a time?PhewDamn, I think I just dodged a bullet with that one because that can never turn out to be good.I mean, what kind of jerk puts a baby in two sisters?My fingers drum on my steering wheel as I wait for a red light to turn green. I can’t wait for all these to be over so I can go back to Tiara’s waiting arms because I sure as hell will need the recluse of her warmth after everything.My h
Ex-Periment: Fake-Dating My Sister's Ex Tubal Ligation
RyanI shoot up from the bed, positive the loud ringing in my ears distorted what she said.“What?”Tiara is staring at me open-mouthed. “Wait . . .Yo-you didn’t know?”The total shock on my face must have answered the question for her because she shakes her head and continues, “I just figured you knew or something because y’know, you guys dated and all.”I am still staring at her like I just found another horn growing on her forehead. “No,” I finally find my voice, and it is laced with tons of disbelief, “your facts are wrong, Tee.”“I’m telling you Ryan—”“You might not know it but your facts are wrong. So very wrong.”She sighs patiently as she waits for me to come to terms with the news. After a few beats, she bites her lips and says, “Did you see the actual black and white pictures of the baby?”“I mean I saw the uh. . .” I try to remember what exactly I saw, “her name was on the sheet. And the um. . . the date she did it, I think I remember a hospital stamp or something, and the
