Monday, November 14, 2011

Chapter 8-Revenge is the Best Medicine

Holly pulled into Mike's driveway as the tears threatened to fall. Lauren and Jeff had betrayed her, you don't screw around with someone's fuck buddy, it's just girl code. Jeff was on her shit list too for fucking her best friend.

Holly knew she had no reason other than Lauren breaking girl code to be mad; but she felt like her heart was ripped out of her chest, and she didn't know why.

Mike answered the door sleepily, wearing nothing but Flyers sweatpants and his brown curly hair was messed up slightly, "Holly," he said as he leaned against the door frame, "What are you doing here this late?"

Holly didn't respond, instead, she pushed her way into the house and shut the door behind her pressing Mike against it as her lips crashed down upon his

"Holly," he said when he had finally managed to pull away, "What's wrong?"

"Lauren," she began as a few stray tears fell down her face, "She--I walked in on her having sex with Jeff."

That was all Mike needed to hear, he had no time to be angry at his best friend, or the girl he was close to asking to be his girlfriend. He grabbed Holly by the waist roughly, slamming her hips against his before crashing his lips to hers.

Holly fumbled with her scrub top before pulling it over her head as Mike quickly pulled her pants off before picking her up. Holly wrapped her legs around his waist as he carried her towards the couch in the living room.

“We shouldn’t do this, it’s not fair to them,” Mike said.

“What’s fair is foul and foul is fair, what they did is foul and we need to be fair with them. Please Mike,” Holly begged, “Mike, the girl you were going to ask to be your girlfriend fucked your best friend and my two best friends just fucked each other.”

Holly didn’t have time to react as Mike buried his face in her core. Holly gasped as Mike took his clit it his mouth and sucked on it before lapping at her.

“Oh God,” she panted as he changed his patterns on her before plunging two fingers into her. Holly went over the edge and arched her back off the couch, “Mike,” she screamed as his lips claimed hers again. Mike groaned as Holly reached between them and ran her hands over Mike’s dick. Mike leaned his head back as Holly jerked him off.

“I need to be inside you, right now,” he groaned as he felt himself ready to blow his load on Holly’s stomach.

“Condom,” she whispered and Mike reached into the couch cushions and pulled out a Magnum.

Mike rolled the condom over his erection before pushing into Holly. Holly gasped as Mike slid out all of the way before ramming back into her.

Mike sent Holly over the edge a short while later reaching between then to tweak her clit with his thumb, “FUCK,” she screamed as he collapsed on top of her.

Mike sat up pulling Holly with him carrying her upstairs to his room. Mike gently laid her on the bed before walking out of the room into the bathroom. Holly heard him turn on the faucet of the tub; Mike returned and smiled at her lightly.

“Take a hot bath,” he whispered into her hair before kissing her forehead. Holly smiled and walked next door to the bathroom. Holly leaned her head back against the wall and let the hot water relax her. The water turned cold before she decided to clean her body and return to Mike’s room.

When she returned, Mike was sitting in bed watching TV. He had his sweatpants back on and Holly noticed her clothes folded neatly on the dresser, Mike smiled over at her as she entered the room. She was wrapped in a towel and Mike gestured to the t-shirt on the bed that he had grabbed for her. Holly stepped into the hallway and put the shirt on before turning around and going back into the room.

“Want to talk about it,” Mike asked as Holly lay down on the bed.

“I told you everything,” Holly said, “I came into the door from work and I heard moaning, I walked into the dining room and saw Jeff fucking her.”

Holly started crying and Mike pulled her into his arms and held her while she cried, “I care about him a lot,” Holly said, “More than I thought, do you know what it was like walking into the house I share with him and seeing him fucking someone that wasn’t me? I don’t want to be with him but damn Mike, he could have told me that he wanted to see other people. I do it all of the time; I don’t know why it’s such a big deal.”

Mike smiled at her blubbering as she became incoherent and fell asleep. Mike kissed her temple before turning over and going to sleep. Mike woke up to the sound of his phone ringing on the nightstand.

“Hello,” he answered groggily.

“Where is she,” Jeff asked, “I know she’s with you.”

“Who,” Mike replied knowing just who Jeff meant.

“Holly,” he snapped.

“Yeah, she’s here,” Mike said, “We’re sleeping.”

“What do you mean ‘we’re sleeping?’?”

“Well since you think it is okay to fuck her best friend and the girl that was almost my girlfriend, she came over and we fucked. How does it feel, Jeff?”

“You son of a bitch,” Jeff yelled, “You fucking knew that I loved her. I was fucking drunk and Lauren was here.”

“That’s no excuse, Jeff,” Mike replied, “You of all people know how Holly feels about trust. I seem to be the only one she can now since Riley dicked her over, and by the looks of it…you and Lauren have too. Holly will be staying with me until this blows over.”

“You honestly think I am going to let her stay with you?”

“Newsflash Jeff, you don’t own her and you don’t tell me what to do. Now please, leave me alone and go fuck Lauren.”

Mike ended the call and slammed threw the phone across the room before putting his arm around Holly’s waist to fall asleep.

Holly woke up the next morning with swollen eyes. Mike was nowhere to be found but there was a note on the mirror of the bathroom letting her know that he would be home after the afternoon game the Flyers were playing that day. Holly saw that he had invited her to stay with him but she couldn’t stay here. She felt guilty for betraying Lauren even though Lauren betrayed her by having sex with Jeff.

Holly threw on her clothes from the night before and headed back to her and Jeff’s house. Holly locked the door behind her and walked into the kitchen. Sighing to herself, she grabbed the Lysol cleaner from under the kitchen sink and the dish towel from the oven handle before going into the dining room. Squirting every square inch of the table, Holly began disinfecting the now tainted table. Holly was finished cleaning the oak table that she had bought when they moved in when she saw the image of Jeff and Lauren in front of her eyes again. Sliding down the wall and burying her face into her knees, she started crying. Throwing the cleaner and the dish towel across the room, Holly stood up and grabbed her phone out of her purse.

She immediately dialed the number that she wished she didn’t remember to ask for help from the man she swore she’d stay away from. When he answered, Holly asked if he could come help her move the table to the trash. He agreed and told her he’d be there in fifteen minutes.

Holly took that time to take a shower and change her clothes. When she was finished, she heard the doorbell ring. Walking down the steps, she saw the tattooed arms of Riley Cote standing on the porch.

“Hey,” he smiled nervously as Holly opened the door.

“Hi,” she greeted, “Thank you for coming over.”

“You know I’d do anything for you,” Riley said hugging her.

“Can you help me move the table to the trash?”

“It’s a nice table, why would you want to get rid of it?”

“Jeff fucked Lauren on it last night.”

“Jeff fucked your best friend?”

“Did you expect anything less from him,” Holly asked sarcastically.

“I guess I shouldn’t be shocked, he’s a pig.”

“So are you,” Holly mumbled causing Riley to shoot her a pointed look.

Riley walked into the dining room and Holly helped him lift the table. Riley dropped his keys as they were walking out of the door, “You dropped your keys,” Holly said as they turned the table sideways to get it out of the house.

“Leave them there, we’ll get them when we come back in.”

They sat the table on the curb and walked back up the walkway to the house, “Do you need anything else,” Riley asked as he bent down to pick up his keys.

Holly didn’t respond, instead she wrapped her arms around him and uttered the words she never thought she’d say again, “Meet me somewhere tonight,” she whispered against his chest inhaling the scent of his cologne that she loved.

“You got it,” he smiled pulling away to give her a kiss, “Meet me at the Double Tree over on South Broad at 7.”

Holly smiled as Riley walked towards his car, she knew she would regret it but she didn’t care because Jeff Carter was dead to her. Meeting Riley would make him angry and she laughed to herself because revenge was the best medicine and Jeff was getting a taste of his own.

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