It was just a dream. But I woke up feeling hungry and dissatisfied with how everything had gone. Even more disasstisfying was being unable to remember faces clearly, something I'm usually able to do. And what hurt was knowing what I knew.

We're at a getaway. Seven other girls, and myself. Everyone else is glamorous, and then there's me. Cliché much? But as unglamorous as I appear, I still consider myself to be a goddess. I just don't flaunt that with anyone and everyone.

A couple of guys start to show up, after I know all the girls. Of course, a few of these guys are exceptional cases of good looking, intelligent, and single. Two in particular are quite dashing. Main bitch has her eye on one of them so I back off there to pursue the other. No sense in having someone on my case for something trivial.

Except, THAT guy ends up liking my snarky self, and I like his personality myself. But main bitch isn't a bad person, just exposed to a lot of things. So as much as I like him, I say he'd be better of with her. He doesn't take that too kindly, of course.

Same night, I sleep with the other guy. My room is in another wing. Turns out, that guy's room overlooks mine, to an extent. I hadn't bothered to pull the dr**es entirely. He guessed what was going on.

Next day, I'm with my lover from the night before, still being flirtatious and dirty with him. That guy says he saw something interesting in my room last night and I say it's not his business. He's seeing that girl, and he should pay attention to her.

Of course, by this time, my lover has figured out that we've got something going on between us. But I assure him that it's not going to affect anything we do, unless he wants a serious relationship, when we decided this would be a fling to be remembered or forgotten when we leave.

Anywho, I go shopping for a few things in the town nearby, and I'm accosted by that guy on my way back. That leads to a steamy make out session before I remember her, and my idea of setting them up, and shove him away. He gets pissed. He doesn't like her. At all. Told her straight up. I can't take that. I decide I'm done with this.

Two days later, I'm leaving. Guy two lives in my city, so we exchange information for later escapades. Guy one sees watches from the outdoor bar. Clearly, he's even more pissed.

Weeks later, guy two and I are having coffee and are starting to get a little serious. Enough to meet up more often, and go on a few dates. Guy one walks into the coffee shop.

I'm in denial that I like him more than guy two. But at the same time, I told guy two that I'm really not going to commit too soon. If he's sure this is what he wants, he's going to need patience. I'm not so much in denial after all, but I'm trying to get over the guy that connects with me.

He sees us. He's surprised. Weren't we just sex buddies? Guy two hasn't seen him, but suddenly has to head back to work. So he leaves. Guy one capitalises.

He follows me while I'm dashing out of the shop. He's got better stamina. But I've got a car! So I speed off towards home. But he's got money. And contacts. He finds my home. Kinda creepy, guy one.

He shows up. I'm freaked out. I won't let him in. But then he asks if I even know who he is. And it clicks.
Of course he found me. Multibillionaires are capable of that shit. But I'm an attorney, and I can get rid of him, I hope. (What kind of attorney am I to be running away god damn)

Grudgingly, I do let him in. Cautiously, he approaches me. And then I'm back against a counter. Barely breathing.
And then he's between my legs, and his lips are assaulting mine. And then a hand is up my skirt. I can't pull away. He's got me properly pinned, and we're both enjoying it.
He knows it. My skirt comes away.
Followed by my blouse. And my bra. Then his mouth on my nipples. I'm getting wet already. I've been wanting this.
He knows that too. Definitely. I'm carried to the bedroom and the door is locked behind us. The bed is too far away. I'm kissing him.and undressing him right there, behind that door.
His fingers are in me now, and I'm too weak to stand. I'm forced against a wall now. Panties gone, my legs around him, and his cock is penetrating me greedily. All I can do is moan. He fucks me like his personal slut, and I let him.

After everything, I can't see him. I refuse to. I can't even look at myself. I tell guy two that I can't see him either. He figures that something happened, and has a good idea. But he agrees after I push.

Months pass. A year and a half. I'm out with a friend's friend. We've been ser up on a date. And we're enjoying it. We're about to have dinneeds at an upscale restaurant, with a jazzy atmosphere. Guess who owns the place? You guessed it. Guy one.

He succeeds in ruining the date, and getting me to be left alone at my table, sighing and preparing for another night of meh. I don't need a relationship now. I still have so much to do before I can seriously settle.
Later, I find out about guy one and the date. I loathe him, now. Why can't he find a girl in his own circle?

And then I meet his mother. And she knows who I am, but I can't figure out who she is at first.
I'm too busy with my career and other things. I focus on that.
But we're in the park, chatting, and I seem so happy and at ease with my life now. She points it out. I say that a lot had been going on internally, but I learned to deal with it. Then I notice that he's not far off. It's a family gathering and suddenly I know who she is. I excuse myself and jog back to my friends who aren't far off. I try to forget about him.

And I saw the pain on his face as one of the guys laced his hand with mine. My heart ached for a while. But I stalked off with my friends. He's not part of my life, and it'd be better if he wasn't at all. I don't want to destroy him like I know I would. So this is better. Even if it hurts now. It'll be better in the long run.
He doesn't need to know that I had a miscarriage and lost what would've been our child.

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by Anonymous on Jan 8, 2015 at 2:31 PM

Interesting, everything would be fixed if he knew about the miscarriage

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by Anonymous on Jan 9, 2015 at 2:57 PM

You obviously like him and he likes you.just go out with him for one date.it might be the best night of your live.

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