“You had such trouble finding your own that you went after what’s mine.”
Mike’s face is scrunched, eyes wide, and his nostrils are flaring so broad I could drive a steam train up them. Yep, he’s more than angry.
“If you must know, she came to me.”
“Is this true, Selena?”
She looks up now, her eyes not set on the floor any longer. “You stopped caring. You stopped seeing me, Echo.” I laugh at her lies. “You did,” she reiterates and then continues, “I became a fixture in your life. You never loved me. Not the way I loved you. It’s hard to love someone so much and not get the same in return.” Mike squeezes her. “Now, I have that. Our love is equal. Mike loves me, I love him.”
“And I’m sure you’re both fucking ecstatically happy. Even by the fact that you’re both lying assholes wanting to destroy a person you’re both meant to love.”
“Echo… leave, now.” This time it’s my mother.
I turn to face her. Mother’s face is stern, but it doesn’t bother me. I’m furious at her too. “You’re just as bad as him! Your golden child is a fucking dick.” I walk away reaching for a bottle of bourbon as I leave.
“Echo.” My feet hit the bottom step as I turn around to see Selena at the top of the steps. “I didn’t want to hurt you, but you must see the truth in this. You didn’t love me the way you should have.”
I take a few steps up, so I’m on the same level as her. I move in close, so our lips are almost touching. “I loved you, Selena. It was all on you. You decided to break my heart.”
A tear leaves her eye and gently rolls down her cheek. “You don’t love me. You think you do because I was your first relationship. But you must know, Echo, you don’t love me. I certainly wasn’t your first thought morning and night, I was generally your last. Many times you forget I was home waiting for you, and that’s okay because I loved you anyway.” She licks her lips making my eyes track her movements.
“Him…” I say shaking my head. “You really know how to punch me in the guts without touching me, don’t you? What sort of punishment are you serving on me just because I missed a few dinners, forgot a few things? The penalty you conjured is to fuck my brother?”
Selena shakes her head. “He loves me, Echo. I know this was the worst choice, ever. But he does. I need someone to love me and to see me. You never saw me… really. Tell me, Echo, what’s my mother’s name? My favorite color? These are things you should know considering we were together for years.”
“I know how to make you come, what more do you want from me?”
She takes a step away. “You know how to fuck, Echo, but that’s all.”
Mike’s behind her now, but Selena doesn’t know that as she continues, “You know how to touch all those spots that takes people years to learn. Is that what you want to hear Echo? Will that make you feel better about this situation? To know you’re the only man who’s made me come in such a way that it took me years to leave you… to leave that kind of pleasure behind.”
I smirk.
“Selena,” Mike says, his face now showing something entirely different to what I’ve ever seen before. Hurt. I watch as he slowly blinks, while something resembling pain filters over his body. He loves her. The way he reaches for her but is reluctant to do so proves it.
“I’m sorry, Echo. But we hurt him, too.”
I cackle at her words. “Hurt,” I scoff.
“You need to leave, now, brother. Fuck off. Now.”
“What do you plan to do? I’ll fucking knock you out.”
He looks past her to me.
“Please Echo, leave.” I hear the cry, the pain in her voice.
“You two deserve each other.” I flip them off as I walk away.
I hear his voice raise then hers in reply.
And I smile a sad fucking smile as I drive off.11StormEcho’s consistent, I like that about him. Every day without fail he messages me. Some days I don’t reply, but when I’m weak like right now, I do. I give in, and send him a photograph of my boobs.
He rings, I didn’t expect that response.
“Vicki, can you please leave and get photography to add pink to the shoot next week.” She nods as I watch my cell vibrating on my desk. Vicki hasn’t been annoying this week, and dare I say everyone in the office has been nicer. I’m even starting to like some of the people I work with, especially Tracey from accounts.
“Blondie.”
“Red… fuck! Talk about making a man hot.” I smile at his words. “I miss that pink pussy and that long red hair that was made for me to pull.”