Chapter 4- Lies
Jake was panting into her ear, running his hands everywhere. Up her thighs, over her breasts. Rough and urgent and completely sickening. All she could think of while he moved over her was Paulie. Paulie's voice when she begged Tory to talk to her. Paulie's face that night in the dorm, after the afternoon in the library . The pain in her eyes when she had to tell her things could never be the same.
Tory could never tell anyone else how much it hurt being with Jake. The lies she told the on the soccer pitch, at lunch, whenever the girls gossiped together. They were the lies she needed everyone to believe. Tory squeezed her eyes shut, trying to banish Paulie from her thoughts, gasping, choking back her feelings.
Jake hesitated suddenly. Pulling himself up a little, he stared into Tory's eyes.
"Are you okay, Tory?" Tory smiled and slid her arms around her boyfriend's neck, pulling him close for a deep kiss. She ground her hips against his, ignoring the pain of unwanted fullness, trying as best she could to play the game.