ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #5 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #4: Falling Pieces #5

... know... I just... I thought it would be social suicide to let people find out I was dating him. Like all my friends in the popular crowd wouldn't talk to me anymore." "Trina..." Tori said, grabbing a handful of chips, "you don't really have any friends at the school, let alone popular friends. The only friends you remotely have are the ones you made through me, the nicest of which is Robbie. So yeah, you should be ashamed of yourself. And another thing-" Tori was interrupted by her phone ringing, and seeing that it was Beck, she quickly answered. "Hello?" "Hey babe. I was just calling to make sure you dropped Jade." "I'm not dropping Jade, Beck... I just told her we wouldn't be hanging out as much." "That's not what I asked you to do," he said, a wave of annoyance possessing his voice. "I told you to leave her alone. Maybe you didn't mean all that grovelling you did." "Beck, I don't know why you're being such a jerk. I screwed up. You screwed up too. That puts us on pretty level ground for this relationship." "Yeah, Tori. You're right," he said sarcastically, "My bad mood and coping techniques are definitely the same as you cheating on me. With my ex, no less. I am soooo sorry you're inconvenienced by lying in the bed you made." "I don't know what I was fighting for when I begged you for another chance." "Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking when I let you back in." "You know what? Fuck you, Beck, Don't call me. I'll let you know when I'm ready to talk to you." Beck ...

... didn't answer verbally, but the click from his phone gave her all the answer she needed. "What was up with that?" "Trust me, Trina... I don't want to talk about it." "You need to make up with Beck really fast. He's like the hottest guy in school and you don't want to lose that." Tori stared disgusted at her s*ster before going upstairs to her room to sl*ep, her eyes burning and becoming bl*odshot again from the build-up of tears. Shutting and locking her door behind her, she called Jade, but just got a voicemail. She hung up without leaving a message and buried her head in her pillow. Her phone vibrated, and she sat up, hoping it was Jade, but it was Beck. She knew that if she ever just hit the Ignore button to someone that she was truly without a really good reason, that would be it. Because of this, Tori was really tempted to answer, but her indecision took too long and the missed call symbol came up. Realizing that she didn't want to face either option she turned her phone off, and crawled into bed, and thanks to her emotional exhaustion, fell asl*ep pretty quickly. * * * "Call? Don't call? Call? Don't call?" Nate sat in his room, playing a version of "Love me/Love me not" as he folded his laundry, using socks as his counting method. He kept running through what he would say if he called. "Hey, Tori," he said aloud practising, "this is Nathan. From class. I mean, you knew that. I was just calling to say hey... No... I mean, I was just calling to see if you had plans for next ...