Vince
I leave the party with Abi before the other guys. The house is quiet when we get in. Great. So Orla really is staying somewhere - with someone - else.
"Wait for me in the bedroom, I'll get drinks." I say. Abi kisses me and makes her way - she definitely has been here before then. I pour drinks and am on my way to my room, passing Orla's on the way. Her bed is a little messy and that's when I remember something poking out from under her pillow this morning. I open the door slowly and check - and it's still there. I put the drinks down and sit on the edge of her bed. There's a box, and a photo album. I open the box first. It's a simple ring, silver with a small-ish white stone. I think it's a diamond but I don't know for sure. My stomach lurches a little, with no explanation. I wonder ... Is this an engagement ring?
I put it back and open the photo album. There are some photos of a rabbit, and Orla with older people who I assume are her parents, but mostly there are photos of her with some guy. He's skinny, with dark eyes and dark curly hair. I figure this must be her ex boyfriend. Maybe her ex-fiancé. I feel weird seeing her with someone else, and feel a little guilty, wondering if this is how she felt seeing me with Abi. I shouldn't have kissed her back. Especially right after the Orla thing. I feel bad now but it's too late for that.
So Orla must really have been crying this morning. I wonder if she misses the guy. I can't really imagine doing what she has - packing up and moving on my own, without my boys. I'm starting to feel like a real dick. I don't know whether I should call her.
"Hey Vince, you gonna come fuck me or should I start without you?" Abi calls. That's my cue. I think I'm about to make a really big mistake, but it doesn't stop me. When I get to my room with the drinks, Abi has already started and is butt naked, stroking herself and looking at me. I strip, and oblige, and it's alright, but there's no real connection here. The whole time, I'm thinking of Orla.