He didn't even look at me.
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The drive to our respective cabins was relatively quiet. My mind, my head was a mess all my emotions were in riot all thanks to the one man who could still make me feel like that, Archie. I wanted to go to one week ago and not think about this trip, this stupid trip.
The camping hadn't started and I have managed to embarrass myself in the presence of the other counsellors and the campers.
As soon as I had gotten back to our seats, I rushed into Joan's arms with tears. I was wailing attracting everyone's attention. The Camp manager heard the noise came out of his office. The more he tried to find out what the problem was, the more I cried. Joan my best friend hurriedly explained to them that I had lost my Cat that morning before the trip and the T-shirt on one of the campers reminded me of my cat. What followed was a session of sympathy and sad stories from other campers. It was quite a scene.
In reality, I was hurt, my already bruised heart was torn into pieces, shattered beyond repairs.
Archie treated me like a total stranger, he wouldn't even look at me. Neither did his face lit up in recognition. He treated me like I was from another planet and it would have been fine if he had treated everyone that way. But the way he smiled and laughed with other counsellors was a dead giveaway that he did that on purpose.
Joan stopped the car in front of my cabin, I could see her's two cabins away. Peach, boldly written on the body of the cabin. I turned to unclasp the seat belt and I saw Joan staring at me. She had her lecture face on.
"Not now Jo!" I grumbled reaching for the door handle but it was locked.
"Great!" I muttered under my breath.
"Al..." she started "I love you so much, I love you like a sister, but you've got to flush him out of your system".
"I know the heartbreak was tough and you're still trying to recover but you should not allow him to affect you like this" she took in a deep breath and stared beyond the car.
She was going to say what I dreaded hearing.
"you have to face it, come in terms with this breakup..." she started saying.
"you have no right to talk to me like this" I interrupted.
"it's none of your business how I decide to react to this" I couldn't bring myself to say the word.
"allow me to recover the way I know best" I finished.
"by locking yourself up and refusing to go on with your life". Jo fired back.
"look at you..." she paused "when was the last time you had fun, when was the last time you smiled, how on earth can you allow Archie to put a stop to your life; it was a relationship for chrissakes, not a marriage" she shouted.
The tears were flowing freely down my cheek, I hated hearing the truth.
"you know what Jo! until you can keep a man for three months, only then will I listen to your relationship advice" I unlocked the door leaving behind the shock on Joan's face.
Seeing my ex who I still love is a pain that I can bear, but fighting with my only best friend is proof that the universe is against me. So much for running away from my problems.
***
"Hey" Joan nudged at me "isn't that Archie?" she nodded towards his direction.
I saw my boyfriend having a Tete a tete conversation with a brunette whose hands seemed not to want to remain one place. I swallowed rapidly as I stared at Archie.
His eyes met mine and he looked at me defiantly like a stranger and went back to his conversation.
Our relationship was 6 months old, but we've made an unbeatable record of fighting every single day of the relationship except for the first 2 weeks. I sighed inwardly trying to conceal my pained face with a smile as my best friend watched me.
We quickly paid for the dress we had come pick at the counter and left the mall. The ride home was very quiet, I could feel Joan's eyes on me occasionally. I have been keeping a lot of things away from here of late. Because I didn't want a third person in my relationship.
Last night, I and Archie were making out, as usual, his hands were roaming all over my body and in minutes I was stark naked. I could feel his length growing hard beside my thighs.
"I need you, Allie, I want you" he muttered covering my neck with kisses. My insides curled sweetly. I could feel a sweet sensation inside my woman core but I wasn't ready to have s*x with Archie which somehow seems like the only thing he wanted from me. I groaned as he squeezed my n*****s, I needed him too but not like this.
"B-babe!" my shaky voice called out weakly. His hands were already moving past my thighs, he was moving deeper. Things were going too far.
"Archie!" I tried it again. He ignored me and continued exploring my body. His lips covered my n*****s in one swift move and a delighted squeal escaped from my lips as I arched my back willingly him to take more.
I should stop him I reasoned through my lust hazed brain. I tried pushing him away from him but succeeded in placing both legs beside him. He mouth left my n*****s as he kissed his way downwards.
"Archie!" I called out urgently "we have to stop please". He ignored me totally and continued his ministrations.
His lips worked his way towards my thigh as I spread my leg wider urging him on. I have to stop him.
Then, he kissed my v****a. He kissed the top of it and I was shocked. Instead of feeling disgusted, waves of pleasure hit me making me groan so loudly. I didn't want him to stop.
Mustering all the strength and sanity I got left, I pushed his head away from me and sprang up at the same time. He looked up with anger and lust etched all over his face.
"What did you do that for?" his face was dark with anger.
"Archie!" I started licking my dry lips nervously "we agreed to take things slowly".
He stood up now, his hands raking through his hair.
"You don't care a thing about me" he shouted "what if I need you?" he shouted again
"Just look at my hardon, what on earth am I supposed to do?" my eyes darted downwards I could see his erection straining against his trousers. I simply blinked.
"You know what..." he shouted again bending down to pick his shirt "If I ever cheat, it'll be because you drove me to it". In seconds he left my room banging my door.
"Al...Allie" Joan was shaking my arm.
I snapped back from my reverie as I stared at her worried face.
"Is everything alright?" she asked me.
"Y-yeah, everything is OK" I stressed laughing awkwardly.
"Goodnight girlfriend, see you at school tomorrow" I reached for the door handle and escaped out of the car. I could feel a lecture coming up.
It'll be alright.
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