A/N: You all had probably given up to this story by now… but this wasn't exactly the easiest chapter to write. Eh…yeah.

To my reviewers: Thank you much!

To Nanners, because she's special like that and has been bugging me to update: I dedicate this chapter to you; after all, your cameo is in here. XD

She's also my beta for this chapter, which makes me love her even more. Rofl… Her and her green lipstick and G-String.

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Sauntering over to the door marked 46F, I adjusted my shirt casually. The button-up I had bought in hopes it wouldn't be too formal, but yet not too casual. The dark blue shirt made my sad eyes shine, though I hoped she wouldn't be able to see my sadness.

A few knocks on the lightly colored wooden door and the next thing I knew, I was standing in front of a true beauty. Dark hair was pulled up casually, giving me a glimpse of her angelic face. Skin tanned by the sun and her time in it seemed to glow naturally.

"Ready to go?" I inquired of her, putting out my arm for her to latch on. Hoping she'd take it.

"Of course." A smile coupled with a hair flip and the next thing I knew, Deanna Nelson was on my arm.

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I lay under the dark oak tree, feeling the cool grass under my fingers as I sifted my hand through its slivers. The breeze swept across my chest, exposed by the button up shirt that had been partially taken off. The branches full of autumn leaves shaded me from the sun, giving me a glimpse of how illuminated leaves in autumn could be.

I rolled my eyes down to the angelic face I had just minutes before seen sweating, panting, begging for more. Her eyes covered with fading lust looked back up to me and I felt her mouth spread into a smile.

"Hey there, babe." She spoke into my arm and I could feel her hot breath tickling the skin on my arm. Her hair was sprawled out into what they crudely term as 'sex hair.' Eyeliner smeared around her eyes, forming the trails of what was sweat running down her face.

Who thought sex under a tree could be hotter than sex in a bed? You have the blue sky above you, nature coming all around you in the forms of grass, leaves, and fresh air. Grass stains covered the back of her skirt as far as I could tell from looking at her bum.

At least she would have something to remember from this night. Unlike me, for I all could think about was Summer. I was comparing the two without thinking about it…

Summer wasn't forceful. No, she wasn't… but Deanna was. Deanna couldn't wait to get back to my apartment, so we had sex under a tree in the park we were at. We were taking a walk and enjoying the soft grass under our bare feet, and the next thing I knew, she had pushed me under a chair and was kissing her way down my chest.

Summer was caring. So was Deanna, but I didn't care about her. I cared about Summer… Deanna was, for lack of a better term, a good lay. And a good lay she was. I bet she had planned it, because she was wearing no panties. And if she was, well… they were invisible to me.

Summer wasn't a skank. Deanna was. She went behind my back and screwed me over with the redheaded guy. What was his name? Rupert? Something like that, but it doesn't matter now. I had loved her more than the world and expressed that when I had proposed. Not now, though.

I smiled back at her and sighed, "Hi." I didn't know what else to say to her. What was there to say? 'Hey baby, you cheated on me, broke our engagement, and just had sex with me… will you come crawling back to me?' That wasn't something I wanted. Something she wanted, yes, but since when did I care what a girl wanted? I'm Freddy Jones!

I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes and tried to imagine Summer in my mind. I had wished Summer were the one laying there on my arm, kissing her way up my collarbone slowly. Licking my Adam's apple up to my chin, trying to be seductive. Unfortunately for her, the fact that she wasn't Summer didn't turn me on well enough.

She kissed her way around my mouth and then to the tip of my nose. Her arms moved to either side of my head to plant themselves on the grass next to me as she hoisted herself so she was straddling me. Her soft lips found my mouth and kissed me, waiting for a reaction. I couldn't give it.

Deanna ground her hips into mine, certainly getting a reaction from me. I wrapped my hand around the back of her neck and pulled her into me. I kissed her slowly at first, passionately even as she ground her hips into me again, urging me on.

Summer wasn't this forceful, as I had stated. Summer was more submissive and liked to move things slowly. Probably why I loved her so much… also why I couldn't be with her. She was a threat, a threat to my being a bachelor. Honestly, I wished I hadn't gone to Deanna's apartment. I should've gone to Summer's and apologized, taken her out to prove that I loved her.

Too late for that now, isn't it? I think it is.

I put my hand roughly on the small of Deanna's back and flipped us both over so I was on top. So I had control over the situation. I kissed her harder and ran my hands through her silky chestnut hair as her hands traveled down my chest.

That's when I knew… I knew I had to get away from her. I sat up abruptly with her hands still lingering on my chest. Grabbing her silky fingers, I put them on her lap.

"I've to… go. Now. I'll… call you." Of course I wouldn't call her, but what could I say? I grabbed my shoes and car keys and ran over the soft grass to my vehicle with the sound of her voice trailing after me. I needed to find Summer, quickly. Hopefully, it wasn't too late.

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A/N: I'm sorry for the shitiness of this chapter, everyone! It's been a while, I know… the next one will be better, I swear to god. I'm just having problems, and this is the product of it. I'll have more time now, though… my friend, brother, and crush are all gone.. so… Yeah.