STACY
A few days had passed since we spent the night with Jerome, since Jerome and I had a discussion about what we were doing, and since Lisa came home and broke the news of her breakup with Bridget.
She’d kept to herself for most of the days, even avoiding conversations with Karen and Nella. I’ve had to tell them that she was going through a rough patch, that she wanted space.It was strange for me to be the mediator in their relationship, explaining to them why she couldn’t be her bubbly self, why she wasn’t interested in our late-night conversations and things like that.I walked into the room on Friday and saw that she was curled up on the windowsill, looking outside with a tired look on her face.It broke my heart.The soft glow of the early evening poured over her skin, giving it a pastel shine. Even that glow wasn’t enough to make her look happy.Her gloom seemed to vibrate off her, spreading to the differentJEROMEStacy was at the door, and she called my phone just as she knocked. I opened the door, and she smiled at me, a bright blue duffle bag in front of her, her brown hair pushed into a loose bun, and her black, long gown swirling around her legs and the floor.“Hey, baby girl.” I took her bag from her, pecked her cheek, and she walked in.It was becoming natural—our little sweet gestures, our extra thoughtfulness about the other person. What we had was beautiful already. I just hoped it didn’t feel that way only because it was being kept secret. When we eventually decided to go public about our relationship, I hoped it would still hold the same beauty, the same fluidity, this type of ease and grace.“Hi. How are you?”“I’m good. How are you?”“Good too.”“Perfect. Do you want to change, shower, do anything right now?”Stacy shook her head. “Depends on what
STACYJerome turned off the stove and announced that he was done.“I’m done. You wanna eat now?” He was heading for the plates, already moving to serve for me.I was hungry but not as hungry as I felt dirty. The only reason I had not thrown myself into the shower as soon as I arrived at his place was because I wanted to spend a little time with him before going, I wanted to watch him cook, watch him care for me and it was the sweetest, best mundane experience I’ve had in a while.I flattened my palm across the table and stood up. “Nah, not yet. I wanna shower. I came here without cleaning up.”“Oh.” He dropped the plate inside the rack and sighed. “Do you want company?”The thought of him, both of us, in the shower, naked was enough to get my heart racing. But it wasn’t fear, I wasn’t scared of him in any way.I was excited, too damn excited for my own good.I bit my lip
JEROMEI woke up to the soft hum of life happening around me, just behind the bedroom door.I had never been this happy to be up from my bed. I couldn’t even remember the last time I slept so fulfilled and well-rested.The scent of something sweet drifted into the room just as the memory of last night morphed into my head, foggy structures and warmth enveloping spaces.Pancakes? I think that was what my nose was picking up.I sat up, stretched and rubbed my eyes. The sleep cleared easily.My feet touched the floor and I marched to the windows, pulling the blinds open so the sun streamed in.My bedside clock told me what the time was. Seven thirty.I wondered how long Stacy had been up for. She could have woken me up but instead, she kept the lights off, kept the blinds closed so I could sleep for as long as I wanted.Her thoughtfulness was so beautiful.I stared at the bed, the sunlight painted it with golden stripes. I thoug
STACYI crawled over to where he was on the bed, hands and knees on the bed. I either looked stupid as fuck or I looked like the type of sight that would kill him, slowly and promisingly, in a delicious way that spiked blood through him. There was no in between, I was either one of these. And the only way to be the sexy version of that comparison, I had to feel like that version. I had to feel like the shit.Jerome’s smile wasn’t fading away and each time, I think his eyes shone a little more with each step that I was taking. His teeth flashed out when I got to him.He helped me climb him and I planted each knee beside his waist. His hands came behind me, resting on the curve to my ass, where my back disappeared.I arched my back, still feeling like the shit. If he kept looking at me like that, I would be too full of confidence.“We successfully came to the end of our first session.”“Yes, we did,” I said.His
STACYNo matter how much I tried to look else where, to not focus my time and energy on her, my eyes continued to move with her, every inch and every turn.She walked like she owned the kitchen, like she had been in there a million times.And she kept it clean.Something I could never do.I should try to do that some more because now I could imagine Jerome thinking of Nattie and how easy she made keeping his kitchen clean whenever he had to clean up after me.Fuck her for being exactly just what he wanted and needed.“Do you want some?” Nattie asked as she was unloading her bag.She didn’t just come to wait for Jerome or to see him, she came to feed him, to make dinner for him.“Did he know you were coming today,” I had asked her when she first moved into the kitchen.It was one thing to be at his house, it was another to come over to cook for him.People didn’t show up at people’s doo
JEROMEAs soon as I opened my front door, I froze at the spot. Something was terribly wrong, something big.I was rolling my shoulders, one hand holding onto the pack of water and the other some snacks and burgers I had gotten for dinner when I paused and became aware of the swift change in the air.Home was different front he outside world, it didn’t have the noise and the stress, unnecessary bodies and conversations that didn’t matter so of course, it was meant to be different, but this was more than that.This switch was more than a switch from outside to home, something at home wasn’t right.I shut the door with my legs and before I could turn again to see the interior of my apartment, Nattie’s voice welcomed me.“You’re finally back,” Nattie said.From where I was, I couldn’t ass who was at the kitchen, so I doubled my steps, moving quickly, praying to God that I was making a big mistake with t
STACYI was seated at the wide wooden table on the library, my fingers drumming against my notebook.After spending the weekend with Jerome, I had to go back to my dorm room on Sunday Morning and since then, I’ve moved between lectures, studying and updating my story.I guess Jerome was right about he being a source of inspiration.Sex was a beautiful thing and the more we did it, the more I wanted more.It had his upsides but it also had its downsides because here I was, supposed to be studying for my upcoming tests but instead, I was thinking about Jerome and I.My mind did a lot of wandering these days, going back to all the places we could be together, all the things we could be doing or talking about or experiencing together.I loved that man. I was done lying to myself. This is the part where I accept that I am helplessly and shamelessly falling in love with him.The library was dead quiet as usual, and it was meant to be the sil
JEROMEI had not been able to stop worrying about Elena ever since Stacy told me about her sickness.The last time I had seen her; she looked quite healthy.I used to have her number, but I lost it on purpose because I couldn’t stand knowing that Marilyn’s mother was at the other end of my call line.It was because of me that Elena was alone in this life. Of course, she had family. I remembered Marilyn mentioning a brother that Elena had, Elena and Marilyn were also in good terms with Marilyn’s Dad’s side of the family even though he had died a while back.If she was sick, she would have people around her. I wanted to believe that she would, but you could never compare the love and care one would get from their immediate family over what the extended family had to give.If Marilyn was alive, she would be with her mother, she would be responsible for her health and I wouldn’t be here, stressing myself to shit about it.
STACYI still couldn’t believe I had agreed to this. A joint date with Lisa? Lisa and Kiera.The thought swirled in my mind as I stood in front of my mirror, staring at my reflection. My fingers traced the hem of the dress I had picked out—simple, yet flattering enough for what felt like one of the strangest nights of my life.Lisa had convinced me, somehow, to go along with this. I wasn’t even sure how it all happened. One minute, we were awkwardly avoiding each other, and the next, we were laughing about how ridiculous it was that we were going on this double date.I heard a knock on the door and glanced at my phone—Lisa, of course, right on time.“Come in!” I called, still fussing with my hair. The door swung open, and Lisa waltzed in, her usual confidence trailing behind her.
STACYI woke up slowly, the warmth of the blankets making it hard to tell where the bed ended and my body began. The sunlight trickled in through the thin curtains, casting soft streaks of light across the room. For a moment, everything felt serene, like I could stay in this cocoon of warmth and silence forever. Then I realized Jerome wasn’t next to me.I rolled over, blinking sleep from my eyes, and saw the empty space where he should have been. The sheets were crumpled on his side, still warm. I heard the faint sound of water running and figured he must be in the shower. I lay there for a minute, listening to the sound of the water and feeling a strange sense of distance. It was odd, waking up without him beside me. We’d spent the night together, but it hadn’t felt as close as it usually did.I swung my legs over the side of the bed and padded across the cool floor, feeling the chill against my bare feet. The bathroom door was slightly
JEROMEShooting that day had been intense. We were working on one of the final scenes, the kind that was supposed to be raw and emotional, but instead of saving it for later in the production schedule, the producers wanted to get it done early for promotional material. It was all part of the business. We had to sell the movie, and nothing sold better than a sneak peek of a climactic moment.The set was buzzing with activity. Lights were being adjusted, makeup artists hovered nearby, and the crew moved around, setting up equipment and whispering about the next shot. I felt the pressure building, but I was used to it by now. This wasn’t my first film, and it definitely wouldn’t be my last.Chase called for a break, and I seized the opportunity to step away for a bit. I’d been on set all day, and I needed a breather before getting back into the set. Besides, I had something else on my mind. I was supposed to meet up with Stacy after we
STACYLisa had been gushing for weeks about how she was excited to introduce Jerome to Kiera. The way she talked about Kiera, with that glimmer in her eyes, made it impossible not to be happy for her.Everything was going to go fine today, I could already sense it.I was on shift that afternoon, taking orders and serving trays like usual. The restaurant wasn’t too packed, which gave me time to glance around, keep an eye on the door. Part of me was hoping they’d pick another spot, or maybe decide at the last minute that a fancy café was better suited for a first meeting like this. But, of course, that wasn’t Lisa’s style. She loved the casual vibe of Burger Trio, and it was one of the few places where she and Jerome could relax.The good thing was I missed my friends and wanted to see them, the bad thing was I missed my friends and wanted to see them.They made working but hard and pleasurable.I was
JEROMEStacy had been extra busy this period because she signed up for a few part-time jobs.I hated how busy she got most of the time but I was also glad for her that she was taking a responsible step towards her finances.That evening, after a game of snooker, I slipped into Burger’s Trio in hopes that I was early enough for her shift.Stacy had been extra busy this period because she signed up for a few part-time jobs. I hated how busy she got most of the time, but I was also glad for her. It was a responsible step toward her finances, even if it meant we had less time together.That evening, after a long day at work and a quick game of snooker with some friends, I decided to drop by Burger’s Trio, where Stacy worked one of her shifts. I’d been by a couple of times before, usually sneaking in to see her just as her shift ended. Tonight, I hoped I was early enough to catch her in action.As I walked through the door, the
STACYI knew I had to talk to Stacy when I was ten minutes into the lecture.The urge was so primal, so hungry that thee was no escaping it.The class had ended in a rush of students gathering their belongings and shuffling out of their seats. I stood at the front, gathering my notes and trying to maintain my composure.I was watching her pack her stuff, watching her move quickly with her hands.“Mr. Jerome!” one of the guys called out. “Do you have the syllabus handy? I think I missed a few details.”He was one of my students, blonde curly hair, a portion of if swooped across his forehead.“Of course,” I replied, pushing my thoughts of Stacy aside. I had to focus. “Here’s a copy for you.” I handed it to him.“Also, can y
STACYThe morning sun filtered through the curtain and pulled me out of my sleep.I stretched my arms above my head, blinking the sleep from my eyes as the day was about to start.Lisa was already up, rummaging through her drawers, her usual energy evident in the way she moved about. I could hear the faint sound of her humming to herself, a tune that was familiar but not quite memorable.“Morning,” I mumbled, pushing myself up and running a hand through my hair.Lisa turned around, her face lighting up with a smile. “Morning, sleepyhead! We’ve got to get a move on. First day back, remember?”I groaned softly, not quite ready to face the world just yet. The holiday had been a mix of relaxation and catching up on things we’d neglected during the semester, but the thought of diving back into classes already felt a bit overwhelming.Lisa, on the other hand, who was not an early riser, was rath
JEROMETime came and went by quickly, stealing through spaces, like a flash and somehow, it was the day for Stacy and Lisa to turn back to school.The day started off quietly, the kind of calm that usually precedes something big. I had to wake up earlier than usual, mostly because I wanted to get things done before picking them up.It was also hard to oversleep when you were seeing the love of your life.They were flying back today, and though I wasn’t exactly looking forward to the reunion, I wanted to at least make sure everything was in order before they got here.My apartment was a mess, and it didn’t take long to realize that cleaning up would take more effort than I had thought. Empty cups on the table, laundry that I had somehow forgotten to do all week, and the constant pile-up of papers and things I should have sorted ages ago. It was all there, waiting for me, mocking my attempts at getting my life together.The f
STACYWe touched down in Ohio some minutes ago, found our luggage and went in search for Lisa’s Mun who was waving at us with a bright smile and a placard that read, COLLEGE STARS.It was so embarrassing and if I didn’t have anyone to drive me to the city, I would have ditched Lies there and then.Sitting in the backseat of Lisa’s mom’s car, I stared out the window, watching as the city passed by in a blur. It was strange being back home, like slipping into a familiar jacket that somehow didn’t fit quite right anymore. Lisa was in the front passenger seat, rummaging through her Mum’s bag.I Could almost still sense Jerome sitting beside me. Almost.The more we drove into the city, the further everything that happened before felt like a dream. The affair between me and Jerome, the fallout with Lisa, the endless exams—it all felt like a dream now, like something that had happened to someone else.