The Story of The Ace of Hearts

<<<<<<< Rewind.

I felt his hot breath caressing my skin. " Mmhm.... "
He trailed light kisses, from my collar bone to my neck to my ear.
I knew what he was going to do.But the sad part was that I didn't stop him.
His breathing hitched, as I gasped when he found what he was looking for.
I knew he was drunk, I wasn't. And I didn't give a flying #@%!.
Something took over his instincts.
He pushed me up against the wall and held me there.
His hands roamed places that nobody had ever touched before.

" I want you. "
" I know. " I really knew he didn't though.
He slid his hands under my shirt, and it flew all the way on the other side of the hallway.
He picked me up, and I don't know the hell how, I was a fat a$$.
He opened the door and closed it, dropped me on the bed. He climbed on top of me and gave me a lustful kiss. I kissed him back, knowing this bliss, my own world would crumble soon enough.
He took off his shirt, while I took off his belt. He----

" OH MY GOD! " I ran to the bathroom seeing as I needed a cold shower.....
Holy shit. I. Shit. Holy. God. NO!
Breathe. I told myself. It was just. A dream.
My breathing was heavy, it reminded me of -- NO! You will not think of him!

- That didn't stop you before. You so wanted that to be real...
Dude, I am NOT in the mood right now SO GET THE ---- OUT OF MY HEAD!
- I can't I am a part of you.
Ha! He was too but I got rid of him didn't I.
- That is a bunch of bull. He is still there. In three places of course.
YOU LITTLE --
- Eh Eh! Watch your language. They will hear you.
Get OUT!
- Hmph. I would have thought you would have screamed his n-
SHUT UP!
- Heh. You didn't and neither could he.
I could even see him smirking. That a$$ enjoying my pain.
" Nobody knew. Nobody cared. I was so stupid. "
- Who says you recovered?
The one FREAKING TIME!
- Hmmmm?
Ugh. You disgust me.
- I AM. you.
Ryder. Get OUT!
- Ahh. Somethings you can't get in can somethings you can.
I hate it. I hate life.
-But yet you made 2.
That's it!
- What's it?
Oh. And you say I'm stupid.
- Don't. Push. It.
Heh. Bitch I can do what ever the @#$% I want.
- Who says you can? And I am SO not your bitch!
Me. Cause I'm back and better than ever. And one more thing. That plastic surgeon didn't do much.
- I will let that go... And good luck with that....

After that long talk with myself. I looked at the reflection in the mirror.
Was I really that ugly?
Was I really that fat?
So many questions flooded through my mind.
Why was I thinking this? I am over him. Or that is what I thought.