I woke up the next morning to an amazing smell, I rubbed my eyes and shuffled out of bed, grabbing a hoodie.
"Morning sleepy head." Ezra smiled at me as he dished up some beautiful crepes. He pecked me on the lips and sat them down on the table.
"Were you a chef or something before all this?" I asked sitting down.
"No, cooking is just one of my many hobbies." He said sitting down.
"You are many women's fantasy." I said taking a bite.
"Holy crap, dude!" He chuckled.
"Pretty fucking good, huh?" I nodded my head as my eyes rolled to the back of my head.
"Shit, does my cooking turn you on?"
"Duh, it's one of the main reasons I'm with you!" I said through a mouthful of food.
"Ouch!" He said teasingly.
"Is that Elliot's hoodie?" He asked as I drank some orange juice. Shit. It was.
"Yeah."
"What, were you cold or something?"
"No, I stayed over at his place a few nights ago and he gets uncomfortable if I don't have enough on." Why couldn't I ever just lie? He bit his lip, looking at me.
"Hm."
"What?" I said, feeling nervous.
"You just spend a lot of time with him, baby. What did you have on that was making him so uncomfortable?" Ugh.
"One of my work outfits, I-I wasn't even thinking." I said as I slowly began losing my appetite. He leaned back in his chair.
"Fuck. You know, I really like you, Maisy."
"Yeah…I like you too, Ezra."
"But you'll always like Elliot more than me…won't you?" Great, this wasn't going to end well.
I couldn't even look at him as I nodded my head.
"I just thought we were going to be fuck buddies at first but then things got more serious…I didn't expect it to go this far." I said quietly.
"Shit. I didn't think you were that kind of girl, Maisy."
"Don't tell me that's what you thought too. We barely knew each other and jumped right into bed." I got the courage to look at him and he looked genuinely hurt.
"True. Just, once I started getting to know you….fuck, you're something else and really special to me. I'm not ready for this to end, baby." His phone started ringing.
"Fuck, I have to take this. Can we pick up on this later?" He got up.
"Yeah. Bye."
What did I want? I liked him and enjoyed being with him but just felt different when I was Elliot…like we really understood each other. I was so fucking confused.
Hey, so Elliot and Shayla are dating now, do you guys want to have a triple date tonight? It'd be fun!
Angela, what perfect fucking timing. I threw my phone on the couch and crawled up in bed, throwing the covers over my head. Why did things have to be so fucking complicated?
My phone vibrated, I had fallen asleep by accident, I answered without even looking at who it was.
"Hello?" My voice was hoarse.
"Baby, I'm on my way home. Can we talk when I get back?"
"Sure." Just what I wanted to do.
I took a bath and once I got out I put my hair up into a messy bun and put on an oversized Queen shirt with some knee high knitted, grey socks. There was a knock at my door and I answered.
Hello?
My phone vibrated and I rolled my eyes.
"I want to try and make this work, baby." He said placing a hand on my knee. I bit my lip and looked at him.
"Me too." I said quietly.
"I'd like to get to know Elliot better if that's ok? And I rather not have you staying over at his place unless it's a crisis."
"Fair enough." I said as I hugged him. I pulled away and ran my hand through his hair.
"Speaking of getting to know him better, Angela wants to have a triple date tonight." He looked at me surprised.
"Elliot has a girlfriend?"
"Since like, yesterday." I said getting up.
"Well shit, let's do it."
"Ok, I'll let Ange know." My phone rang.
"Speak of the devil." I said holding it up,
"Hello?"
"Hey, so about tonight?"
"We'll go, what time?" I asked biting my thumb nail.
"Like in an hour?"
"Ok, we'll see you then, bye!" I looked over at Ezra.
"I'm going to change."
"You look so handsome in suits though!" I said playing with his tie.
"Gotta get a break from them sometimes, doll."
"Ok, see ya in an hour!" I slapped his butt, causing him to laugh.
I went into the bathroom and put some light brown eyeshadow on as well as eyeliner and mascara. I put a light pink lipstick on as well. I put on some earrings and a choker, then my boots and a tan, fringed jacket. I honestly wasn't looking forward to this…seeing Elliot with someone romantically.
I went over to Ezra's and he had on a t-shirt with a denim button up that was open and his leather jacket. He had form fitting, dark blue jeans on and some boots.
"Damn boy, you look good!" I said leaning back.
"Thank you, I do try." He winked at me, putting his arm around my waist.
"Let's do this." I said placing my head on his shoulder.
We got to the restaurant and I held onto Ezra's hand for dear life. I felt very nervous, which was frustrating.
"Hey!" Angela hugged me, I looked over at Ollie who looked like he hadn't slept in a while.
"Hey guys!" I smiled and waved at Elliot and Shayla as Ezra and Angela talked.
I sat next to Elliot, smiling over at him.
"You doing ok?" I whispered to him.
"Yeah." He looked exhausted and paranoid as well.
"Hey Elliot, we never properly met. I'm Ezra." He held out his hand as Elliot looked at him.
"He doesn't like touching people." I whispered in his ear.
"Oh, my bad!"
"Thanks for saving my life…Maisy told me all about it." He was nervous as his knee went up and down quickly.
"You're welcome."
Everyone was talking as Elliot and I sat there pretending to be engaged in the conversations. I could feel a hand on my leg and it was Elliot's, he had it palm up as if he wanted me to hold it. I grabbed it and he interlaced his fingers with mine as my heart raced. I could tell that he calmed down a little bit. Ezra placed his hand on my thigh, slowly working its' way up as my heart raced.
He brushed his hand up against my panties as he talked to Ollie. I cleared my throat as he began to rub my mound.
"I need to go to the bathroom!" I yelped as I quickly got up, everyone looking at me like I had lost it. I ran into a stall, trying to catch my breath. What the fuck did I want? Get it together, Maisy!
"Baby? I didn't mean to upset you." It was Ezra. I peeked my head out of the stall.
"What's wrong?" He asked as I fell into his arms.
"I'm just tired and not up for this." I talked into his shoulder.
"Well, let's get the fuck out of here then. That sound like a plan?" I nodded as I looked up at him, feeling safe in his embrace.
We walked out holding hands and I briefly made eye contact with Elliot, who seemed upset.
"You ok, Maisy?" Angela asked.
"I'm not feeling very well, we're going to head out if that's ok." I couldn't even look up at them.
"Oh man, I hope you feel better." She stood up and hugged me and I looked over at Elliot who quickly looked down. What was I doing?
"Wanna come inside?" Ezra asked as we stood outside of his door.
"No. I have to work tonight, so have to get ready." I looked up at him and ran my hand over his beard. I stood on the tips of my toes and kissed him softly on the lips.
"Sorry about lunch." I rested by head on his chest as he embraced me.
"No need to be sorry, baby. What happened?" He asked pulling away and looking at me.
I could feel my cheeks turning red and bit my lip. His phone went off.
"Shit. Sorry, doll. Maybe I'll see you tonight?"
I walked into my place and went into my stash of weed. I had pre-rolled joints and lit one, sitting on my couch. I didn't feel like thinking. I put some music on and danced around. I felt like I needed to get away. Maybe I could take a vacation….and never come back perhaps?
I put on a thin, laced black bra and a thong that was crotch less, but had pearls in the center, so my mound was somewhat covered.
I did dark makeup and grabbed a short, black wig. I threw some baggy pants, large sweater and a beanie and headed out. I was feeling pretty good to say the least.
ELLIOT
Why had Maisy left in such a rush? Had I done something wrong? What did she see in that guy anyway? Ugh…I needed to get out of here.
"You ok, Elliot?" Shayla asked as I broke out of thought.
I looked at her face. Beneath that make up was a bruised face. Her shit bag of a dealer had beaten her…and raped her. I know I promised to not rat him out, but I had to. I stood up quickly,
"I-I need to leave. Sorry guys, Shayla." I looked over at her, smiling sympathetically and putting some cash on the table.
"Elliot, wait!" Angela said as she ran outside after me. I turned around and walked backwards as I put my hood up.
"God dammit! What's wrong with you?" She asked as I stopped.
"What do you mean?" She scoffed and rolled her eyes. She was such a complicated…sad person. I guess like me.
"You and Maisy? There's something going on between you two. It's so obvious, don't play dumb." Shit. She knew. Of course she knew. Play it cool Elliot. I chuckled and shrugged my shoulders…I think I ruined the whole trying to play it cool thing.
"Something came up. Sorry Ange, talk to you later." She yelled after me, but I chose to ignore her. I couldn't deal with her right now. I had to dig up some dirt on Ezra.
I got home and jumped on my computer. First thing first, Maisy's friend list. I scrolled through and found his profile and clicked on it.
Thousands of friends, pictures of him traveling all over the world and helping the less fortunate, with friends and family. This search wasn't starting out so great. I sighed and typed his name into the search bar, first thing was Forbes magazine with him on the cover…most eligible bachelor, man-made billionaire. Holy shit, this guy was rich, did Maisy know? If she did, she wouldn't care.
I got on the company website and hacked it, getting to the emails. Maybe there was some type of embezzlement? God, I was so pathetic. Nothing exciting…instant messenger conversation between him and a girl named Ella, bingo.
Ez: Last night was a mistake. It can't happen again, I love Maisy.
El: You obviously don't after what we did, and don't blame it on the alcohol. She's nothing compared to me, baby.
Gross. That was a few weeks ago, she keeps bothering him.
El: Ezra, please answer me! I will let this out. I'm pregnant and you left me without a job!
My heart began racing out of excitement, which I guess makes me a sick human being. Would I show this to Maisy? I wasn't sure.