The Fifth Month

To: Katie Stott
Katie idk wtf is your dam prob but im done wit this sht! I love u! is that not enough!

To: Ethan Mathews
Cookie wat r u tlking about? Of course it is. I love you to. It just CANT happen, im sorry hon 🙁

To: Katie Stott
Wtf ever. Bye Katie

I slam my phone shut and stuff it in my pocket. How could this have happened?

Three Months Ago:

“Hey Ethan! Its Fiona! Wanna… hang out?”

Ha. Yeah, “hang out”. Fiona wants it. Sets have some fun!

“Yeah, hey, I just got home. Give me till tomorrow and we’ll meet up!

“Ok! See you tomorrow!”

I hang up my phone as my mom stares me down.

“Who was that?”

“Just Fiona. She wants to chill tomorrow. Shouldn’t be a problem right?”

“No, just call when you make it to her place.”

“Ok mom. Im gonna take a nap. I’m beat! Love you.”

I get back into my room and lay on my love seat and I’m immediately asleep

Two Days Later

“Hey bro, wanna hang out? I can get some girls down here and we can all chill?” I hear Desmond take in a breath, thinking about what I just said.

“I… nah man I can’t. You know I got Julia. I can’t do that to her”

“Man, live a little! You can’t be a hermit all your life. Have some fun. ‘Sides didn’t she cheat on you with a grown ass man?”

“Yeah she did but that doesn’t mea-“

“Des, come on man, just try to think about this. You know you’re pissed at her, take out that anger. It will be worthwhile I promise. Haley’s gonna be one of the girls”

“Ah hell ight, ill pick you up ina few”

“Later man”

I hear the line go dead and hang up. Getting some action! Hell yeah!

The memory of last night creeps back into my mind: Fiona’s sexy ass body covered in sweat, bouncing on top of me, the video camera rolling. Her moans escaping every time she sits down. And then…
Seeing Maggie’s face. I mentally cringe as I remember how it went: me throwing her off in a panic, her surprised scream. My terrified one. She had asked me what was wrong. My mind was reeling, with I knee jerk reaction I say: “Nothing Maggie, I’m fi- SHIT Fiona I’m sorry I didn’t mean to sa-“. The argument that followed straight after was gruesome.

Shaking the thoughts out of my mind I focus on what will be happing tomorrow…


The Next Day
I hear my phone vibrate on my desk.

To: Ethan Mathews

Hey bro.