Don’t go back to sleep my love, don’t go back when we have matters unsolved. Don’t go back when u know both our hearts bleed. Don’t go back I plead. These were the words sunk deep in my heart as my girlfriend Suzy dropped the phone on me. I persevere and call her one last time but she refuses to answer the phone. I feel a wind of sharp emotional pain blow against me it crystallizes into discontent and I feel grieve because at that moment she was dead to me, Her love killed from my heart but the memories I couldn’t erase for they were deep and they were lovely. I wondered how easy it could be for her to go back to sleep while am here restless, sleepless there was only one way to numb this pain. I picked up my phone and called the only person who understand me in times like this my rebound girl. At first she doesn’t pick and when she does she begins to tongue lash me but on hearing the dead depressing tone of my voice she felt empathy and urged me to try and sleep and promised to see me the next day.
On her arrival the next day she begins to
She moves closer put her arms around my neck give me a peak looks in my eyes and suggest that we start a relationship since we both claim to understand each other and have feelings. I couldn’t explain what I felt for her but it wasn’t love, it was a weird attraction for the qualities I admired in her weren’t the qualities I expect in my ideal woman yet they attracted me to her. Everything about her is seductive. I didn’t reply I just kissed her and she pulls backs telling me we shouldn’t do this because it would be unfair if I get back with my girlfriend after we have sex.
Nothing else mattered to me at that moment but to feel the smoothness of her skin and the curves of her body. I grabbed her close and she puts up a little struggle but there was no intent in it. It was obvious we both longed for a feel of each other. I blessed her neck with kisses while my fingers took rounds massaging her curves and caressing the smoothness of her skin. I inhaled her pretty scent so pure and intoxicating and as soon as she let me in I felt relaxed from within. It was as if a miraculous being dropped numerous droplets on the tongue of my thirsty soul which was long lost in the desert. I didn’t want to stop the look in her eyes was passion in its rarest form and it engulfed me in whole and I was lost buried within its four walls and I thought to myself this is how a real woman should make you feel. She tells me she missed me and it sounds so true for it came out involuntary from her lips as she climaxed moaning in euphoria. There is a moment of silence and we remain locked together and I get caught up in a feeling of excitement, guilt and innocence the type experienced by teenager the moment the loose their virginity………
My phone rings and it’s my Girlfriend I don’t want to pick but rebound girl urges me to. I pick up the phone and tell her off for even all the lovely memories of her put together are nothing but just past memories which lack the ability to counter this moment of bliss I just experienced. I hear tears in her voice I feel compelled to forgive but I don’t I end the call. My rebound girl bounces back into my arms gives me a long kiss. She reminds me of how we met and of all the good times we shared then she asked me why I don’t want to date her. I tell her the things I Adore about her which include her bluntness, the way she dresses provocatively , her ability to drink as much as I do and her wild adventurous life style but most importantly her soft spot for me which made her forgive whatever Ill I do to her with little or no reproach . I tell her the truth which is the fact that as ironic as it may sound these things which attract me to her are the same things that push me away.
She looks a bit sad but she brightens up telling me she could try and change those attributes but I explain to her that getting rid of those qualities might also dilute my attraction for her since it is based on them. I see tears drop from her eyes and I feel more messed up than I was before she came to my aid. She tells me how much she loves me and the pain she endures whenever a new girl comes into my life, the loneliness she feels. She tell me of the regret she feels when she is left with no choice than to date guys who she termed as jerks instead of been with me. She says I am her definition of a real man and claims she is willing to do whatever it takes to make me happy but all she wants is a bit of my love. Her tears become more and she begins to sob out loud. I silenced her with a kiss and I could taste the saltiness of tears in lips. She withholds her tears and asks if she was just booty call to me. I explain to her that she is the list of my desires when am h—y but whenever my soul is in anguish, whenever my heart feels a vacuum it is her voice I want to hear. I feel great relief when I pour out all my pain at her feet but it often leads to intimacy due to the attraction I feel. She asks why don’t we just give it a try and I kept mute not knowing what to say because in my short life I’ve come to learn that you don’t take chances when it comes to matters of the heart. She sees the blank look on my face and she could tell I was trying real hard not to hurt her so she proposed something different. She said we should hangout more often and do fun things together as friends which was fair enough for me. I accepted and we talked a bit had another round of sex and she left.