CHAPTER514
“So, spill.” I eye up Jenny across the table of the lunch hall, trying to pin her down to this topic finally, now we are alone. Christian has gone to meet his beloved up in the common hall and we are having some girl time in the lunchroom.
“What’s there to say…. I went home with him and somehow ended up staying with him until he left for Miami. We had sex before I left and then when I was in the cab on the way home, he texts me and tells me we need to stop seeing each other. Beat me to it I guess.” Jenny’s eyes mist over, and she looks completely devastated for a second, before reeling it back in, wiping one eye and biting on her lip.
“Shit Jen, I’m so sorry.” I reach out and pat her hand, completely devastated for her. I’m going to fucking maim Nate.
“The weird thing is… I felt relieved, because I have been waiting for it since the first time we had sex, knowing it was coming and knowing I wouldn’t do it. I would keep letting him use me over and over until he broke me.” She lets go and wipes her eyes again, only this time a tear escapes and I want to shake Nate to hell, knocking his brain around that dense skull. Over a month now he has been stringing her alone and using her for frequent hook ups. Broken his own code and used the same girl until she fell for him.
Fucking asshole.
“I don’t know why he let it go on as long. It’s really not his MO. He’s usually a screw them and forget them next day kind of guy, Jen. I really don’t know what to say.” I regard her painfully watching her cry and feeling like I should be ringing Nate and calling him a fucking asshole right about now. I know I will be venting to Arry and he better say something to his so-called best mate, or I will.
“He told me I was amazing in bed…. I don’t get what he thought was so hot, Mark used to say I was crap with sex and made me give him oral more than actually screwing me. Nate was the one who did all the work. I felt majorly inexperienced next to him.” She wipes her face again and sighs heavily. I don’t have the heart to point out that this is going to make things a little tough for a while. We have all gotten into a routine of meeting up with all Arry’s friends and mine and doing things as a whole group in the last weeks. Anything we do will include both Nathan and Jenny and I don’t think she will be able to handle it, especially when Nate does what he always does, and starts bringing other women on scene.
“You obviously just had the right chemistry or something. You told me he was abnormally good, maybe you work that way with him.” I know I must work with Arry, or maybe he really is skilled, as so far everything he has done has been mind-blowing. I am the inexperienced one who has no clue how to return the favors, although I am starting to find a little confidence after the second time; right on the scratching thing though, it’s impulsive and I have filed all my acrylic tips to rounded edges in his absence to save him from more injury. Even though he seems to like it more than he should.
Weird boy.
“We had something……. Made me realize I wasn’t really in love with Mark anymore. Just going through the motions and being a doormat. You know he asked me to get back together?” Jenny shakes her head as though this is the most unbelievable thing ever.
“What did you say to him?” I watch her carefully, seeing a whole host of emotion run across her face as she pushes at her pasta absentmindedly.
“I told him I needed to think about it. I just didn’t want any drama if I straight out said no.” She sighs and sits back in her chair.
“Isn’t he the one who ended things?” I pick up my mug of hot chocolate and take a sip. Watching her, admiring how composed she seems for a girl who has had her heart majorly stamped on twice in a month.
“Yeah, seems something him and Nathan have in common… Dumping me via text. Guess I’m an easy girl to discard that way, that or I am drawn to cowardly assholes.” She throws her fork down and sighs again, wiping her eyes and pushing her hair back in agitation, a break to the façade and slight crack in the shell to how she really feels.
“They are both fucking idiots Jen, you’re probably the nicest and most loyal girl I have ever known. You’re so pretty too, you deserve a guy who sweeps you off your feet.” I’m outraged on her behalf, aching to shake Nate half to death and see what is right in front of him. Jenny is quiet and reserved, definitely a good girl and loyal to a fault when you deserve her to be. She doesn’t really draw attention to herself, ever and hates drama. I have no doubt she has been the absolute dream fuck buddy for him the past month as she won’t voice anything to rock the boat and he probably assumed they were cool.
“Maybe direct one of the infamous Carrero men my way, they seem to have the savvy to treat their women a little better.” She frowns at me defeatedly.
“Hmmmm, not always. Both Arry and Jake were both male sluts in the past and their cousins are just as bad. The downside to being a hot Italian with great DNA, is knowing you’re a hot Italian with great DNA and using it on many a woman before one pins you down. Trust me, all men are capable of being dogs when they get it effortlessly. They start to think it’s owed to them.” I frown, pushing my mug away in irritation.
“I’m so sick of being everyone’s doormat. I hate all these stupid games and rules and the way men think we are so easy to fuck and discard, like it means nothing. How can he sleep with me for over a month and then feel nothing over dumping me in a text?” Jenny starts to cry, and I my rage ignites. She never cries so openly, especially not in the school canteen in front of a ton of bitchy seniors at another table. I hand her a tissue and scowl.
“You know what? I am about to find out.” I yank my phone out and scroll until I find Nathans number impulsively, hitting call and shove it to my ear before sense can smack me in the face, fueled by anger on her behalf.
Jenny’s eyes widen in alarm, she shakes her head and then slides up and disappears to the ladies” room unable to witness this call. Yet she obviously wants to know too, as she hasn’t stopped me, not that she could. I guess she even knows that about me."
