"Just…let me go, okay?" Am I pushing it? I think about Amila and Laurene and my friends and shake my head. Perhaps if I push more, I can show him that he is hurting me; and make his heart bleed. Surely he isn't a cold-hearted monster who will leave me to my pain. As it turns out though, he is a c
"No offense but you represent everything I despise," I spat. "Then I'm glad we've found some common ground—you and I." I sigh. My hands hurt from being held up against my head. The bed is small and the room—basement— makes me feel trapped both in body and soul. "Are you going to kill me?" "Tha
Caroline I take one long look at him and decide he's unfamiliar. He has a head full of brown curls and blue eyes and looks as though he works out four times a week but I can swear he's not someone I've met before. Which is why, when he stretches out his hand for a handshake, I decline. "Can
"Maybe?" "Then maybe I am flirting with you." I think about it, every single detail, every word leading up to this moment, and wonder if this is what Sadie will call fate. Sadie, my absolute best friend, is a hopeless romantic and will probably call this a date when I tell her. "Alright," I s
He lifts his head at me, as though too stunned to speak. But then the next thing he does is to push me hard against the wall and circle my neck with his hands. For a split second all I can do is panic. I dig my nails into the skin of his hands, trying to free myself from his hold but he is relentles
Larry I see her standing by the door, nearly soaked to the skin and the first thing that comes to mind is that she's beautiful, and I have missed her. It takes all of my willpower not to get up on my feet and to envelop her in a hug. Finally, she sees me, and she raises her hands up like a wa
Tiffany runs to meet me and grabs my arm. I turned around to look at her and noticed that she had tears in her eyes mixed in with the rain. I know that she's a total pretender, but this just feels so real. It just feels like I am truly hurting her and my heart starts to bleed because of just that.
I leaned forward. "Yes. Ummm…is my wife okay?" He licks his lower lips and just looks at me keenly. "She's actually not fine." "What? How? What's going on with her?" I am now really curious, and I am secretly praying she's not really sick. "She seems to have been pumped full of an illegal dru
By having him so close to me again, I feel like I can become someone good enough for both of us. "Just be careful around him," Madeline says. "I know you…Tiffany. Please be careful." "I shouldn't fall in love with him?" I tease because we both know that I am hopelessly in love with Larry who is
I square my shoulders and look at her dead in the eyes. “I don’t care about anything else, Sweets. I want you to be someone I can be myself with. I want to protect you, love you, and ache for you. I want to be the man that you seek for. Please let me be that for you…for us.” Is This Real?
Larry I pass her the chocolates and she opens it and takes one out. She bites from it and closes her eyes to savor the sweet taste. “Do you like it?” I ask. She nods. “You have good taste. Try it with me, Larry.” We sit together on the couch in the living room and I take one of the chocolat
I actually atop breathing and a shiver runs down my spine when I hear this because, somehow, I know it might be the truth and me clinging onto old memories and what ifs and maybes are because I can’t get over leaving again. “Hard truth, Tiffany?” Laurene asks but she doesn’t wait for an answer. “
I raise my cup and lean forward. We are sitting in a circle so it makes it easy for me to look from either of the friends here with me. “What should we toast to?” Laurene licks her lips and raises her glass too. “To us being the most creative friends on the East Coast.” “To our reunion!” Brynn s
Tiffany I go to visit Laurene at her place to tell her about what has been happening. "I don't support you leaving Adrian for whatever you are doing!" She says to me. "Is that why you gave him my number and where to find me?" I ask. I'm still angry that she did but when I ask this, I am not r
"That is lovely," she says and we kiss again. It feels like this is the best life. I leave her house and go home. I am happy with how everything is turning out to be that for a while I seem to have forgotten about Caroline's cheating and her hurting our son until she shows up at my house the n
"And the divorce papers you sent?" She asks with a rather sharp tone. "That hurt me. What about it? What are we to do with that?" "Tear it up," I say. "I can't stand a minute with you, sweets. Forgive me and stay with me." I take her to my car and drive her home. On the drive home, we are silent
Larry Tiffany kisses me and it takes all of my willpower not to slam her into me and kiss her with all of my pent-up emotions. I miss her dearly and having her so close to me only ignites the longing and doubles it too. After she breaks the kiss, we stand apart just breathing in each other's s