Untimely You
“And back.
Then back to the fiery, guilt-filled depths of my mind.
And back.
Each time I go there, it’s her—always her—who brings me back. Thoughts of Neesy are what have gotten me through my darkest times over the last few weeks. I wanted to push her away. For her. Not me. The greedy little bastard I am craves her like I crave fucking air to live.
“What’d you say to her, man?” Eric asks.
My lips press into a firm line and I rub at a knot of tension in my neck. “I only asked her if she was okay. Then she threatened me.”
If I were her, I’d want to cut my eyeballs out too.
Poor fucking Neesy.
I’ve pushed her to this point.
“I’m going to talk to her,” I say and start striding after her.
He growls. Fucking growls at me. “No.”
Whipping around, I glare at him. “Why the fuck not?”
“Because you’ve done enough, brother.”
He shoulders past me and stalks down the hallway. My best friend is going to console my woman. Because I can’t.
I stand there for a whole five minutes running my fingers throug...h my hair in frustration before I can’t take it anymore.MoreLess
Then back to the fiery, guilt-filled depths of my mind.
And back.
Each time I go there, it’s her—always her—who brings me back. Thoughts of Neesy are what have gotten me through my darkest times over the last few weeks. I wanted to push her away. For her. Not me. The greedy little bastard I am craves her like I crave fucking air to live.
“What’d you say to her, man?” Eric asks.
My lips press into a firm line and I rub at a knot of tension in my neck. “I only asked her if she was okay. Then she threatened me.”
If I were her, I’d want to cut my eyeballs out too.
Poor fucking Neesy.
I’ve pushed her to this point.
“I’m going to talk to her,” I say and start striding after her.
He growls. Fucking growls at me. “No.”
Whipping around, I glare at him. “Why the fuck not?”
“Because you’ve done enough, brother.”
He shoulders past me and stalks down the hallway. My best friend is going to console my woman. Because I can’t.
I stand there for a whole five minutes running my fingers throug...h my hair in frustration before I can’t take it anymore.MoreLess
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