Holding a girls hand"
He was wearing blue shirt and trousers, slight makeup on his face, which was emphasizing his handsome features even more and messy hair, falling on his face in few places. The sunlight from the opend window felt on him as he was walking by it, making him look like a prince from a fairy tale.
Yes, he was definitly a one for every girl he have ever met. Who wouldn't like to have their own prince on a white horse? That's why every one of them would do anything to have him, from buying expensive clothes to becoming popular just to fuck him at least for once. And he had a lot of girls to choose from but unfortunately for all, he chosed the prettiest and the most bitchy person thet he could ever find. So from that day he wouldn't leave her even for a minute, not giving any other girl attention. What a good boyfriend.
He approached her at the end of the corridor and gave ger a slight peck on her lips, as a cute way of greeting. She looked like she wasn't satisfied with it but she didn't say anything about it, instead of this she gave him full of details speech about what she was doing for the half of a day. I was looking at him for some time. I could see how he lean on the lockers next to his girlfriend, trying to pay attention to her chatter. I smiled and laughed silently to myself. I could see how annoyed he was, how hard he tried to understand her meaningless words. Everything was written in his eyes but I guess she was just to blind to see it.
"That basic bitch leaves finally
Now I can take her man"
On every friday we had a history lessons togheter and that's how we started to getting close to each other. We were not even sitting at the same desk, he just talked down to me one day and I took a chance.
We were close enough to talk about anything and everything at once. We were like escape for each other and we didn't want to end it. Nobody knew about us, about our walks at night in the park, about all of our meetings after school. And we decided to just leave it like that. It was better for everyone to not know about what is happening.
Especially when our relationship turned out to be something more. When he took me to his house and gave me one of the best nights of my life. Especially then.
"Someone told me stay away from things that aren't yours
But was he yours, if he wanted me so bad?"
I've met his girlfriend few times. She looked so suprised every time at why her boyfriend is even talking to a "thing" like me but I always was letting it go. I've just simply didn't care about her opinion at all. It seemd like he didn't care either.
Our 'rutine' become really simple after some time. We would meet at the end of the day in a small motel nearby so nobady would suspect a thing. There was a small and cozy room, with not really comfortable bed but still something for us to escape.
He would always come tired and annoyed with everything but after my touch that everything would be meaningless. He would kiss my skin passionatally, taking my clothes off as he had all time in the world, such a tease. Then few more touches and his clothes would be on the floor too. One kiss and he would already be fucking me for some time, as I belonged to him, just to him.
It was as simple as that.
"Pacify her
She's getting on my nerves
You don't love her
Stop lying with those words"
Days were passing but the nights weren't changing. I didn't mind that. Even though after some time I started to feel weird. I felt like a toy for him to play every night before sleep. Maybe after all I was just a toy.
One day I asked him. It was a difficult decision to do that for some reason but in the end I've finally did it. We were cuddled in the bed, after our finished 'rutine' and I look stright into his eyes. "Do you love me?" just a simple question. "Yes, of course." just a sipmle answer. "Do you love her?" another simple question. Not a simple answer for him this time. He closed his eyes and sighed. I took all of my courage and asked him to consider leaving her. Just consider but my voice sounded desperately, as he had to choose between me or her. He said he will consider it for sure and he did as he said.
***
I was waiting for him in our room for an hour. It was my third time here and I didn't want to stop coming. I thought he will change his mind but maybe he just didn't want it.
~Teonila~
Pacify Her
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