"Kelly… We need to talk…"

"Oh, wait, first, let me tell you! Oh my god… Last weekend was so wonderful… I was beginning to think you didn't even care about me at all until you finally gave in… It made me so happy… You make me so happy, Casey…"

"Kelly—"

"Don't be modest or anything, baby!"

"Kelly."

"I've been wondering when you were going to plan on doing it again with me, and I think that some time this week seems appropriate…"

"Kelly!"

"What?"

"I have to say something…"

"What?" he asks, smiling. I sigh, looking to the floor.

"It's not working."

"What's not working?"

"Us…"

"What… what are you talking about, Case?"

"I just… When we… ya know… I felt absolutely nothing… The only way I could bear to go through with any of it was to imagine you as Dominic, so I never opened my eyes… I faked it, though…"

"Wow…"

"I'm sorry…"

"Well, now I feel pathetic…"

"Don't… It's literally me that is the problem."

"This is so embarrassing…"

"Don't even worry about it…"

"I have to… So… I didn't pleasure you at all?" he asks. I shake my head. He sighs. "Wonderful."

"Sorry…"

"Yeah, yeah…"

"Do you feel anything?"

"What do you mean?"

"In this relationship? Do you feel anything at all? Do you even feel a spark?" He hesitates before answering.

"Actually… no…"

"Me either!"

"I think we're together just because we enjoy one another's company…"

"I figured something along those lines…"

"This isn't love, huh?"

"I don't think so…"

"Well, at least this is a clean break…"

"Yeah," I mumble. He sighs.

"Wow…This sucks…"

"I'm so sorry, Kelly…"

"It's alright… Better that we end it now before we get in too deep…"

"Kelly, I'm really very sorry…. You're an incredible boyfriend, really, but there's just something there with…him…that I can't run away from…"

"Are you going to go back home?" Kelly asks, I shake my head.

"I'm sure he wouldn't forgive me… Besides, this is my home, now… I have to stay…."

"Where am I going to go?" he asks. I blink, not even thinking that Kelly shares rent for my apartment. I sigh a third time.

"You can still stay here," I mumble, "if it doesn't bother you…"

"Friends with benefits," he says, smirking.

"That's pretty much all we are, now…"

"Exactly," Kelly whispers, walking closer and digging his fingers into my hair. "Let the benefits begin…" He trails his fingers across my heated chest, making me shudder slightly. I close my eyes to better enjoy the sensation, but an unexpected image crosses my mind.

I see Dominic standing in front of me his tongue sticking out, a shiny silver stuff imbedded. I see him talking, but I can't hear him. He smirks at me devilishly, touching my chest. My eyes snap open, seeing Kelly kissing along my abdomen, his knees on the ground, hands holding onto my waist. My eyes widen, and I back away slowly.

"Kelly…"

"Seriously, Case?!" he shouts in annoyance.

"Dude. Go jack off in the bathroom or something. I can't do this with you anymore!" Kelly groans.

"Be a prostitute for once in your life!"

"Bro."

"I'll pay you."

"Kelly!"

"Kidding! Geez…"

"Shut up."

"What do we do now?"

"I have no idea… You wanna go hang around in the park?"

"I guess so…"

"Okay then…"


"This is surprisingly easy to handle," Kelly says, watching the sunset. I nod. "I figured it'd be more difficult."

"Shows that we never really cared…"

"Well, we cared, but we didn't care enough for it to be love…"

"Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love that I'm feelin'?" I sing. Kelly laughs.

"Bob Marley… Nice…"

"I thought so."

"You're a terrible singer."

"Leave me alone," I say, nudging his side and laughing quietly. He smiles, looking down.

"What's he like?" he asks.

"Huh?"

"Dominic… What's he like?"

"What's he like?"

"Yeah."

"Well… He's freezing cold, so his temperature balances out with mine… He has brown hair and deep brown eyes that melt when he's happy. He has a very nice body… He makes amazing milkshakes."

"You're stupid."

"What?"

"You're stupid."

"Why do you say that?"

"I want you to tell me about him. What is he like?"

"I don't know… He's sweet and gentle, but sometimes he likes to be feisty and rough. He's never too clingy, but he's never too detached… The way he touches me… it's like electricity coursing through me… Like when he likes to tease me, so he touches me like a feather, and it's like a seductive shock… I can't feel anything but his touch on my skin…

"His voice is low and smooth, calming. He's never gotten angry with me, with a few exceptions… He was in major denial when he first started showing signs that he liked me. We've screamed at one another a few times, but only in fits of passion rather than actual anger…

"We've had our ups and downs, but the ride was fun. It's not a true relationship if it doesn't get a little rocky along the way… My first experience with being attracted to him was when I was just six years old… We showered, and I kissed him. It was only me pressing my face against his, because I didn't actually know what to do, but I knew what I was attempting."

"Wow… How was your first time?"

"My… what?"

"Your first time!"

"Uhm… Well…it almost happened on his birthday… He got a sexy piercing, and it provoked me to kiss him. He didn't fight it, and we ended up all the way in my bedroom… Leila found us and freaked! It was pretty funny… But my first actual experience was with him… It always had been with him until I left…" I look down at my hands shamefully.

"Keep going," Kelly begs. I sigh.

"Well, he told me he loved me… Then, we just kind of attacked each other. We slammed each other against walls and objects in the room, knocking down pretty much everything that stood up… We somehow made it to my room, and the last words I remember are him saying 'take me'… Everything else after that was just… pure ecstasy… Like nothing I'd ever experienced… It was so incredible…" Kelly watches me curiously.

"You really love him, don't you?" he asks. My heart skips a beat, my stomach fills with butterflies, and my mind wanders through the images of him kissing me, him being nude, and much, much more inappropriate things…

"You have NO idea…"

"Well, why won't you go back to him?"

"I told you, he'd never forgive me… It's been too long… He's probably forgotten about me and moved on already."

"Do you have a photo of him?" Kelly asks. I nod, pulling out my phone and scrolling all the way to the top of my photos. I find one single photo of us, taken a year ago. It was uploaded from my camera onto my phone, and it's the last photo of him I have…

"It's him and me… Kissing… We held hands and all…"

"Cute…"

"Yeah…" I trail. He kisses my cheek swiftly.

"I'll be back later, kay?" I nod.

"My god, Nicky… Why did I ever leave you behind? I'm a fucking moron, that's why… I miss you so much…" I say aloud to myself.

I wish I could see him one last time…