years, and when they graduated she thought they would move in together. Wrong. She was so very wrong. He insisted that they have two apartments. His excuse was flimsy and inept, stating, "we both live such hectic lives, I wouldn't want to get home from camp and wake you at all hours. You need your beauty sleep, Angel." What a douche.
His apartment was just another excuse for abusing their relationship. He wouldn't even give her a damn key to the place until she literally begged for it a couple weeks ago. Some trust, huh? There had been times in the past where she showed up, knocked on the door, and heard whispers from the other side. Cory didn't even have the common decency to open the door to lie to her face. Nope. She supposed he figured that if he didn't actually open the door, the problem never existed. She bet he felt like an idiot for giving her the key now. Chump.
----
S am : I left your things in the hallway of my apartment. Should someone find them as a charitable contribution, that's your fault.
Cory: You couldn't have just left them inside the front door? What the hell is wrong with you, Samantha?
Sam: I changed the locks to the door; so don't bother trying to get in.
----
S he couldn’t let him know how angry or upset she truly was. He always used that shit to his advantage.
Cory: I forgive you for putting my things in the hallway, but can we please talk about this?
----
H e forgives her ? That was laughable.
----
C ory : You don't need to go home alone tonight. I think you should just come over to my place. I'm sure we can "make-up."
----
C ory was such a puss . He always tried to use his dick as a weapon. He might as well have been trying to harm her with a Vienna sausage, and that's being generous.
She felt bad for Declan for having to deal with her lack of communication. Her facial expressions alone were probably a sight to see right about now. The wrinkled brow, the annoyed grimace, the putrid rage, and yet, the disappointment smeared across her facade. Then again, when did she start caring about what a complete stranger thought of her?
"Everything okay?" he asked with apprehension in his voice. Although the situation was fucked up, it was nice to hear someone cared about her well-being. The look in Declan's eyes was comforting and peaceful. He made the hurt seem to fade away. Like, it didn't matter what happened between Cory and her. They were over and she was finally free to live her life. That didn’t mean she wasn’t above torturing the douche a little though.
"My ex. We just broke up tonight. I can't say that I'm all that upset, or shocked, but it's still upsetting none the less." She laid down her phone on the bar, pushing it away from her eye sight. "He was a jerk and it should have ended a long time ago. I was the idiot who put up the blinders to make myself feel better about his infidelities."
"Sounds like a total arse to me, A stór."
"Arse is an understatement. What about you? You said you were having a, what did you call it again? Pisser of a night."
"Sounds like our ex's need to have a pow-wow. My, now ex Megan, was cheatin' on me as well. She had a so-called, ‘faculty meeting,’ he said with gestured quotations. "When I decided to surprise her with a late night dinner, our coworker was knockin' the hole off her. It was definitely a site to see. She never had sex with me like that. Believe me, I know her fake screams from around the block."
"I'm sorry. I know I'm supposed to be supportive, but you and I are a sight to behold. How is it we both got stiffed at the same time?" she blurted out, laughing out loud.
"No. You know what's fucked up with this situation," he announced like he was ready to make an elaborate and meaningful exclamation. "We are out of lager. I say we get shit faced and drink away our sorrows. We need to forget about how horrible our day was, and have a little fun. I have a beautiful woman by my side and that's all that matters right now."
As their legs
His apartment was just another excuse for abusing their relationship. He wouldn't even give her a damn key to the place until she literally begged for it a couple weeks ago. Some trust, huh? There had been times in the past where she showed up, knocked on the door, and heard whispers from the other side. Cory didn't even have the common decency to open the door to lie to her face. Nope. She supposed he figured that if he didn't actually open the door, the problem never existed. She bet he felt like an idiot for giving her the key now. Chump.
----
S am : I left your things in the hallway of my apartment. Should someone find them as a charitable contribution, that's your fault.
Cory: You couldn't have just left them inside the front door? What the hell is wrong with you, Samantha?
Sam: I changed the locks to the door; so don't bother trying to get in.
----
S he couldn’t let him know how angry or upset she truly was. He always used that shit to his advantage.
Cory: I forgive you for putting my things in the hallway, but can we please talk about this?
----
H e forgives her ? That was laughable.
----
C ory : You don't need to go home alone tonight. I think you should just come over to my place. I'm sure we can "make-up."
----
C ory was such a puss . He always tried to use his dick as a weapon. He might as well have been trying to harm her with a Vienna sausage, and that's being generous.
She felt bad for Declan for having to deal with her lack of communication. Her facial expressions alone were probably a sight to see right about now. The wrinkled brow, the annoyed grimace, the putrid rage, and yet, the disappointment smeared across her facade. Then again, when did she start caring about what a complete stranger thought of her?
"Everything okay?" he asked with apprehension in his voice. Although the situation was fucked up, it was nice to hear someone cared about her well-being. The look in Declan's eyes was comforting and peaceful. He made the hurt seem to fade away. Like, it didn't matter what happened between Cory and her. They were over and she was finally free to live her life. That didn’t mean she wasn’t above torturing the douche a little though.
"My ex. We just broke up tonight. I can't say that I'm all that upset, or shocked, but it's still upsetting none the less." She laid down her phone on the bar, pushing it away from her eye sight. "He was a jerk and it should have ended a long time ago. I was the idiot who put up the blinders to make myself feel better about his infidelities."
"Sounds like a total arse to me, A stór."
"Arse is an understatement. What about you? You said you were having a, what did you call it again? Pisser of a night."
"Sounds like our ex's need to have a pow-wow. My, now ex Megan, was cheatin' on me as well. She had a so-called, ‘faculty meeting,’ he said with gestured quotations. "When I decided to surprise her with a late night dinner, our coworker was knockin' the hole off her. It was definitely a site to see. She never had sex with me like that. Believe me, I know her fake screams from around the block."
"I'm sorry. I know I'm supposed to be supportive, but you and I are a sight to behold. How is it we both got stiffed at the same time?" she blurted out, laughing out loud.
"No. You know what's fucked up with this situation," he announced like he was ready to make an elaborate and meaningful exclamation. "We are out of lager. I say we get shit faced and drink away our sorrows. We need to forget about how horrible our day was, and have a little fun. I have a beautiful woman by my side and that's all that matters right now."
As their legs
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