'Charlie?' I ask, shocked at his appearance. You know, naked.
'Cyndi,' Charlie replies, taking on a softer tone than mine as he takes my cheek in his hand.
'What are you doing in here?' I ask, the panic gone from my voice, consumed by his warm touch.
'You're right,' Charlie says, cutting our encounter far too short 'I shouldn't be here.'
As he leaves to go, I grab hold of his arm, begging him to stay with me.
'Cyndi,' Charlie warns, uncertainty in his speech.
'Charlie,' I mock, making him smile for a second. The smile that makes me melt inside. Especially since I know the smile is for me.
'You and Alex, you're together,' Charlie says, his eyes clouding over momentarily 'Alex… he's my best friend, I couldn't do that to him.'
'So you're just going to leave?' I ask, my arm falling in disbelief.
'What choice do I have?' Charlie retaliates, leaving me gasping for a reply. Anything to make him stay. To keep him with me.
I'm silent for too long. So he shrugs me off, leaving me in the bathroom alone.
Too soon, I hear footsteps on the stairs and I know in my heart that it's not Charlie, though I still hold a glimmer of hope in my heart that he has come back for me.
'Hey there, sexy,' Alex peers around the corner, looking me up and down whilst smiling appreciatively.
Usually Alex would have earned a slap for his objective behavior but now, all I can think of is a way to make Charlie feel something for me. Obviously he doesn't feel love for me. Jealousy is the next thing.
'Hey,' I wink at Alex, slinking up to him, still in a state of undress 'you up for it?'
Alex bites his lip, wrapping his arms around my lower back and touching my nose with his. Undeniably, I am turned on, though my main focus remains on making Charlie pay.
'I always am,' Alex replies, allowing me to unbutton his pants and take off his shirt, before proceeding to wrap my legs around his waist.
'Lets take it to the bedroom,' I whisper into his ear, teasingly leading him into his own room by his little finger.
Turning around to peek out of the door, I catch Charlie sitting on the steps, but instead of feeling accomplishment, I just feel guilty. Because his face has sunken and he just looks so betrayed. So hurt.
My mouth opens to make an apology, but the second I produce a sound, Charlie stands up and leaves. Too disgusted to even look at me any longer. And I know in my heart that there is no going back.
So I shut the door and join Alex in bed. Because… What choice do I have?
