I had to pull away from him so I could gauge his reaction. He seemed too surprised, and I didn't know...
When I told him I liked him the other time, did he think I was joking?
"You can't be serious, Lisa," that was what he said.
I swallowed hard, my shame. I knew he wouldn't accept me. He won't do that. I already knew he wouldn't even consider me as someone important to him. I'm nothing but his bed warmer, and it's fine. I did this to myself. I brought this upon myself, which is fine, to be honest.
I nodded, "You don't have to say anything. It's all on me, so please forget I said anything."
I got down from the bed and made my way to the bathroom. I turned on the shower and stayed in the shower for what felt like hours. I was tearing up badly. I don't know for how long I was there
