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She was mine from the first time I laid eyes on her at my parents’ house. She was sitting
outside, laughing with my mom; right then and there, I knew that she was mine.
She was right. Technically, I didn’t have a say in what she did; but she was mine, and I wasn’t sharing her with anyone.
And worse, if we were out, he always had a girl on him.
“Well, consider it Karma for her being such a bitch.” “Stop calling her that; you used to be with her.” “Baby,” I say softly, pulling her closer. “We slept together; we were never in a relationship.”
“The way you treat women is so disgusting.” “What?” I choke out.
“I know that you hear what I’m saying, Trevor,” she glares. “You treat women like crap.” “Have I ever treated you lik—?” “Yes!”
“What happens when you’re done with me? What happens then? Will you tell people that I’m a bitch like you called Jen?” “Fuck me!” I whisper-hiss. “Exactly!”
“I love you.” Finally, the words are out and I feel like I can breathe. “I fucking love you so fucking much that it’s making me fucking crazy.”
I lay my forehead against hers.