Platinum blonde hair was the only feature I noticed. I barely glanced in the girl's direction. His sharp features were pitiful, but still handsome. Josh's dark brown hair was ruffled from the bimbo's hands. I was known to be feisty on a good day, so that was hardly brushing the surface for me. I'm only his girlfriend," I hissed at the bimbo, trying to calm my temper. My friend of four years, turned boyfriend of four months, was cheating on me. My boyfriend of four months was cheating on me. His brown eyes found mine, and for one brief second, I mourned the loss of his warm gaze, but then my field of vision widened and I was slapped with the sad scene before me. Josh and the nameless bimbo screamed and jumped apart on his bed, causing his navy sheets to tumble to the ground. What a treat to walk in on," I noted harshly as I stood in the doorway of Josh's bedroom. Although, that would have been much more poetic, and at least they could have included me or something. what the actual fuck is going on? How in the world have I managed to find my last two boyfriends cheating on me? No, not together. For all of the wonderful readers and bloggers in the indie community.Ĭheat on me once, shame on him.
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