Chapter 10 is up! We are in double figures, people!
Hope you enjoy this chapter. You know when you know what you want to write, but you get total writers block and don't know how to put it down? I totally got that with this chapter, and I don't really like it HOWEVER I'm just going to carry on.
Maybe you'll spot the metaphor at the end...
Song - Sick Inside
Artist - Hope Partlow
10
'Sick Inside'
'I'm just a girl who kissed a boy who is in love with someone else. I didn't mean to feel the way I do. It just happened by itself.'
Mickie threw her iPod down on the floor. She hated how her shuffle had a weird way of turning all of her real-life situations into songs.
She'd done something bad.
The best friend's boyfriend? Real classy, Micks, she'd told herself when she woke up that morning to find herself lying in Cody's arms.
'And now I'm sick inside. Yeah it makes me wanna cry. I'm so sorry about last night. Yeah it happened so fast, I wanted it to last. In the moment it felt so right but now I'm sick inside.'
- - -
"Maybe we should go upstairs."
One minute, they were just sat down in the hotel bar, the next Cody was whispering in her ear, with his arm around her.
Mickie knew it was wrong, but she couldn't help but want him, right there and then.
"Okay." Mickie stammered back.
Still with his arm around her, Cody led Mickie over to the elevator.
Once the doors shut behind them, Cody was all over Mickie. It didn't matter that they were in an elevator; it was there and then, or never.
Mickie couldn't focus on anything else, except Cody's hands in her hair and his tongue teasing hers. She knew was she'd wanted this for way too long, and didn't want to waste a minute.
As the elevator doors opened again, Mickie and Cody sprung apart in case Ted or Barbie saw them, however Mickie took Cody's hand and led him to her room, and unlocked the door.
Cody made sure the door was locked behind them so no-one came in. Mickie pulled Cody over to the bed with her, and the pair began shedding their clothes along the way.
Mickie allowed her hands to graze against his short brown hair, as he traced a line of kisses down her abdomen.
"Cody." She purred in his ear. "I want you now."
Cody obliged, making quick work of removing her panties, and moving inside of her.
Mickie lost all sense of awareness, and let out a loud cry as her fingers clenched at the pillow behind her and Cody moved faster inside of her.
Eventually, Cody fell asleep next to her, and Mickie felt more fulfilled than she had in a very long time.
- - -
When Mickie woke up the next morning, Cody was still fast asleep next to her.
Terrified at what she'd done, she left him a note telling him to let himself out, and spent almost two hours in the gym, running away her anxiety on the treadmill.
The truth was Mickie had fallen for Cody.
What was it about him? The boyish good looks? The respect he had for women? The fact she couldn't find a single fault in him?
Ever since they'd teamed up together for a mixed-tag match well over a year, she'd longed for him, and those needs were only increased when the pair had slept together about six months ago.
After that night, however, nothing happened, and the pair went back to being friends.
She tried to be the happy supportive friend in Barbie and Cody's relationship, however it destroyed her inside.
All Mickie wanted was to find someone who wanted her as much as she wanted them, but she knew Cody was off limits.
That didn't stop you last night, bitch.
The sound of Barbie's voice mirrored Mickie's conscience, and she hated it.
- - -
"Mickie, it's me!" Barbie called, tapping on the door of Mickie's hotel room.
She had a feeling she knew what Mickie wanted to talk to about, especially when her friend pulled open the door, looking a little worse for wear.
"Is everything okay?" Barbie tried to sound surprised, however she knew exactly what was going on.
"Yeah, I just had a rough night." Mickie sighed.
"A rough night?" Barbie quizzed. "Explain."
"Well, I just wanted to tell you..."
Mickie didn't get to finish her sentence, as Barbie's cell phone began ringing.
"Hello?" Barbie answered the call.
"Hey, B." It was Cody.
"Hey, Code. What's up?"
"I just wondered where you were last night. You didn't come back to the room."
Oh, because you can talk? Barbie smirked to herself. And how did he know anyway?
"Where were you?"
"I met some people in the pub last night and stayed at one of their houses." Barbie lied seamlessly.
"Oh, right." Cody said. "Where are you now?"
"I'm in Mickie's hotel room. She has something to tell me." Barbie smiled. "See you later, babe."
Before Cody could come up with something to get her away from Mickie, Barbie hung up the phone.
"So what did you need to tell me?"
"I... the thing is..." Mickie was stumbling over her words. "Last night, I..."
"Last night you?" Barbie wanted her to speed things up a little.
"I was wondering if you brought your cute navy blue top." She couldn't go through with it.
"Last night you were wondering if you brought my cute navy blue top?" Barbie repeated. She knew her friend couldn't go through with it.
"Yeah, I thought it would look cute with my new jeans." Mickie quickly covered her tracks.
"It's in my suitcase. I'll get it for you later" Barbie said, getting up to leave. "Is that all?"
"Yeah." Mickie's voice was all high and squeaky.
"I guess I'll see you later, then." Barbie walked over to the door.
"I'll see you later."
"Mickie?" Barbie said, her hand clutching the door knob.
"Yeah?"
"I wouldn't have minded if you borrowed my top last night." She said, choosing her words carefully. "I was wearing a different one."
Okay, so the 'top' was a metaphor for Cody. Not that amazing, but I thought it was alright.
Hope you enjoyed... Please review.
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BTW, I usually try to update everyday, however I won't be able to update tomorrow because I have a HUGE history essay due for the next day, meaning the next update will either be Wednesday or Thursday!