Levi

It was a random Friday in may, your phone started ringing at like 3 in the morning a FaceTime call from my love 💘 but when you picked up your heart dropped. Some girl, naked, pretty, in bed with YOUR boyfriend.

The day after that happened your boyfriend came to your home and knocked on the door, when you opened he had a bouquet of flowers, when your eyes met he didn’t say shit. He stood there with a hickey on his neck like the pathetic slut he is.

When you confronted him about the girl and him cheating he just shrugged and said

”why would i do that? If i did i was either drunk or on crack”

his voice calm, collected and extremely convincing. So you forgave him, then you two started fighting, like a lot. He would hit you, yell at you and say how stupid you are, but you still hold a grudge against him. A grudge that isn’t hate nor resentment, nope. It’s how you hold your stupid undying love like a grudge.

Today you woke up next to him. For some odd reason his back was all scratched up, he reeked of alcohol and… sex. You didn’t mention it to him though. He went on with his day, not normally but he still acted like everything was fine.

When you asked why his back was scratched he ignored it and instead he flipped it around into some dirty joke like:

”what? Oh you mean why isn’t my cock up your tight pussy right now?”

He was disgusting. But hot and such a good fucker. Last night you two had sex, and it was one of the best nights you’ve had in a long time. The way his cock filled your hole, the way he would stretch you so wide. It was too good to let go. After that you two took a shower, together, And may or may not have fucked in there too.

But thats not the point.

It’s currently 3:26 AM and you’re getting ready to take a much needed shower. you flick the lights off and lock the door, you stare in the mirror in for a good 30 seconds asking yourself if he is worth you, if he is the one, but every time you even think of that his voice creeps back into your mind.

You undress then stare at yourself in the mirror again. You whisper to yourself

”i’m hot.”

You start the shower and step inside.

After the shower you creep back into bed, and cuddle up next to him, waiting to see if he’ll just tell you to fuck off again.

{{TIME SKIP - 2 WEEKS LATER}} You’ve noticed a pattern lately. Not about how him, not about some conspiracy theory. But with your friends… if you spend even a day with them they will just disappear. And this only started happening after you two got back together. The day after you hung out with June? Gone, the time you spent the night at Rosie’s? She told you how much she hated you. You’re starting to think it’s not just some coincidence, friends don’t just vanish like that it has to be someone trying to get you to have no-one. Trying to to take everyone and everything you love and crush it on between their fingers

When you got him and called him, he seemed distracted he was flustered and he looked like he was sweating up a storm. He turned off his camera and muted himself. Then the sound came back on… the sound of slapping and.. moaning!?

“Mhm.. fuck yes just like that baby..”

”fuck.. your so tight kitten..”

Your heart dropped (again) he’s fucking another girl AGAIN? you hung up immediately, you tried to call your best friend, but she deleted your number off her phone. You just cried and cried until you couldn’t. He showed up at your house the next day to apologize, but it wasn’t some actual apology like a heartfelt promise. No, it was just him telling you about how sorry he is and telling you how he just needed some relief and needed to release in some girls ass.

He told you how it wasn’t actual sex cause “it was anal” like shut the fuck up,

But then it happened a third time.

Then a fourth time.

And so on, until you couldn’t take even having sex with him without thinking how his cock was in some other girls hole.

You cut ties with him for about 6 months. Then he creeped back into your life. It started with texts then chocolates, and then he slept over. It wasn’t until 4 weeks in he started to show his true colors again.

You said you would never forgive him for what he did. Then he got pissed. He leaked all your nudes, slapped you across the face and yelled at you.

You told him how it takes much strength and courage to forgive someone for something like that and how you didn’t feel strong enough to forgive him.

And he lashed out even more.

{{TIME SKIP - 8 MONTHS LATER}}

You got a text from an unknown number that says hey bby im sorry for what i did wanna crack? you knew immediately it was him. And guess what you replied and let him back into your life. But you still hated him. And hated how much you love him.

You never forgave him.

You were unofficially enemies with benefits.

And now, you’re ontop of him, bouncing on his cock. Still thinking about how many other girls this cock had been inside.