After confessing that she missed me and couldn't stop thinking about me, our weekly 'study' thing returned.
According to her, staying away from me was the main reason why she was feeling so down during that month we didn't talk. She wanted to see me, but she was scared of the things I made her feel when she was with me and she was also afraid of what Tyler would do if he saw us next to each other, because, as I suspected, he told her to stop talking to me since he somehow knew I didn't want to be just her friend, which I was really trying to understand how he found that out. Was it so obvious that I had feelings for Cari? Was it really written all over my face even after putting so much effort into hiding it? Also, Alex suspected it too and, if two of them did, how many more had the same opinion at school? That was a really scary thought I had for a long time. But that wouldn't be a problem anymore, because Cari and I would continue not saying a word to each other at school, not where people could see us at least.
I lost a lot of things because of Cari Fletcher throughout our journey, but my dignity was at the top of the list for sure. From that moment forward I had to pretend that we were just teammates, classmates, former childhood best friends, or whatever you wanna call it, so her dear boyfriend wouldn't get upset if he saw us having a conversation or less than thirty feet away from each other. But, every wednesday night, she would sneak to my room without anyone knowing, besides our parents of course, to 'study'. But opening a book was the last thing we did on those nights.
Calm down, we were not having sex or doing crazy things in bed or anything that probably crossed your mind. There were some kisses, there were cuddles, movies, laughs, talks, but we had to be very careful so my family wouldn't notice any kind of different activities other than studying, otherwise we could get into serious trouble.
Soon our wednesday nights became not only a weekly thing. We started seeing each other every time she wasn't hanging out with Tyler. We would also sneak at the school spots we knew no one would see us for a kiss or two if one of us missed the other too much. Those were the best memories I had from our 'relationship' for a long time. The peaceful ones, where nothing else mattered but being in each other's arms and having that weird feeling inside that none of us knew what really meant. But then reality would kick in and would make us realize that the real world was very different than that and what we were doing was wrong, even if it felt right for us, because to the rest of the world she belonged to somebody else.
It killed me having to share Cari, especially with someone who didn't give a fuck about her and her feelings, but even though I tried a million times to make her see that Tyler wasn't the right person for her, she didn't want to listen to me, because according to her they loved each other, despite of the fights and constant arguments they had, which she never ceased to tell me about. So there was nothing I could do other than listen and comfort her if I still wanted to have her just for me even if it was for some hours of the week. At least I knew they were not having sex either, which was kind of a comforting thing to know if I'm honest.
"I really missed you this weekend." Cari said lying on top of me with her face buried in my neck while I caressed her back with my fingers.
"Not more than I did."
"I seriously doubt that."
"Hate to break it to you, but you don't win this one Miss Fletcher."
"I wouldn't be so sure."
"Oh yeah? Then show me. I wanna see if you really missed me that much."
"Oh, you want me to show you? Okay, I'll show you." She said leaving a kiss on my neck and supporting herself with her arms on the bed so she could reach my lips.
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Invisible String
FanfictionHi, my name is Shannon Beveridge and I'm here to tell you my story. But, before you dive into the most important episodes of my life, I think it's my responsibility to tell you first that, unfortunately, this is not a fairy tale. Not even close. My...
