~ Theo ~
Sometimes I miss living back home. There was always a place for me to escape to when Millie got to be a little too much to handle. Which was most nights, but for the most part we are happy. Well, we don't go to bed angry every night.
There are so many times I find my thoughts drifting back to Daphne. I know that they shouldn't, but they do. I can't help it. She made me happy once too. I can't think of a night where we went to sleep in the same bed angry.
Sure we had our fair share of fights, but what couple doesn't? Show me a couple that doesn't fight and I'll show you two liars who are faking being happy just for the sake of being in a relationship. Actually, I think it would be kind of funny to see a relationship that didn't fight.
Now that I think about it though, Daphne and I didn't fight for the first month and a half that we were dating. Plus, we didn't fight before we started dating, but there really isn't anything to fight about when you are just fucking. Other than maybe who was on top, but that usually was me. Not that I was complaining. There was no reason to argue. I was still getting laid. At least until you start developing feelings.
I can still remember the night that I asked her to be my girlfriend. For some odd reason we were both up way later than usual. Just hanging out in bed. I looked over at her and saw a big smile on her face and I knew. I knew that there was something special there. Something that I wanted to investigate further. Something fun.
Unfortunately, the night we broke up still is also pretty clear in my memory. The tears that rolled down her face still haunts my dreams. The pain in her voice still plays in the back of my mind from time to time. Some nights I contemplate sending her an apology, but that's something I'd rather do face to face. You know, if I ever got the chance.
Buzz buzz. Buzz buzz. Double? Must be urgent.
Flipping my phone over, I see that it's not urgent. However, it's two messages. One from Millie and one from Daphne. It takes me a couple seconds but I slide one of the messages open.
Millie: The shower is awful lonely. Wanna join? ;)
Undoubtedly. I guess lonely showers can do wonderful things for a person's mood. Tossing my phone aside, I'm out of the living room and into the bathroom in no time flat. Discarding my clothing as I go. Never giving a second thought to my phone and the other message sitting there.
Well, that was until I got into the shower. Now I have to make a choice.
Do I stay here and have shower sex with my girlfriend or do I go check the message from my ex?
My cock is giving me it's input as it hardens at the thought of my girlfriend naked in the shower waiting for me…
There is no good answer here. Making the other choice ends in three people getting hurt. Going with this decision results in only one.
I'll take my chances. I'm sure Daphne will forgive me. I'll come up with something to tell her.
Daphne: All you have to do is ask for what you want…