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Vixen

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How can you live with it? You know exactly what I’m talking about – the guilt running through your bone dry veins, and barely beating heart, as I wrapped my arm around you and let the tears leak from your eyes, my own joining them. I wasn’t crying over you – not that time at least.

The rapid beating of your heart as you walked towards him, the regular adrenaline shots piled high with the knowledge of your betrayal and chance of getting caught. As you fucked him into the mattress, did you think about me once? Or were you on too much of a high to care?

Not once in four years had I laid eye on another woman, yet you’d had a string of extra lovers. I wish I hadn’t found out with you tangled in their arms, body glistening with sweat. I wish you’d told me and broken it off beforehand.

You’re a vixen, and I was your latest to trick.

And all you did was sit there on the couch two hours later and lie straight to my face.