just like my parents did? I hated
myself for letting it happen, and hated him for not loving me
enough.
My parents didn’t see what they did to
me by siding with the lunatic, they hurt me far beyond repair, and
I wasn’t sure I could ever forgive them for it.
Four
As Jake emerged from the shower he felt
emptier than he had before. Sure jacking off cured the immediate
ache in his groin but it did nothing to help the hole in his chest.
Instead of feeling better and relaxed he felt on edge and uptight
again.
He made his way to the kitchen and
thought maybe a late night snack would cure his thoughts of
loneliness. Wasn’t this what women did? Curing their emotional woes
with a pint of ice cream or deep fried delights? He really needed
to snap out of the funk he found himself in.
Jake rummaged through the refrigerator
and pulled out the fixings for a sandwich. He grabbed the TV remote
from the counter and flipped it on for some background noise. He
assembled his snack while a celebrity news program flashed across
the screen.
His culinary sandwich masterpiece was
interrupted by the headline on the program.
“Michael Parker and fiancée Emily Mills
split”
Holy shit!
“Is that? No, it couldn’t be…” he said
out loud.
He stared at the screen as
they flashed a photograph of the couple. Michael had dark brown
hair, and hazel eyes, and what got him was the mischievous grin on
his face. It was like seeing the Joker from Batman on the TV. Jake
then focused on the woman next to Michael in the picture, she was
gorgeous, it was Emily.
Jake could see those artic blue eyes of
hers that he remembered so vividly, and her flowing blonde hair
that made him want to reach out and touch the television. Her mouth
was just as he recalled too, the perfect cupid’s bow of lips,
perfectly pink and pouty. Jake then thought about the times he made
that mouth laugh, he would watch it open and close, and he always
wondered what a kiss from those lips would feel like. Would she
taste as sweet as she looked?
So many memories flashed back to him in
that moment, like the time they toilet papered the dean’s car, and
the time he bet Emily that she wouldn’t run through the dining hall
on campus half naked. He wasn’t allowed to look of course, but he
never told her he snuck a peek anyway. She was so much
fun.
Emily had truly been a best
friend to him back then, and Jake could see from the picture on TV
that she wasn’t happy. It was the same
disappointing look she gave him in college when she failed her mock
bar exam. He comforted her for hours, bringing chocolate, ice
cream, and of course her favorite wine coolers. He would have given
her the moon just to see her smile again.
He knew she would be a great catch for
someone one day, but it didn’t look like this tool was “the one”
for her.
Deciding he was too hyper to sleep now,
Jake booted up his laptop and pulled up a search engine. He wanted
to see what happened to cause the breakup, he felt nosy, but really
wanted to know.
There were several gossip
sites that told of cheating, drug abuse, and animal cruelty. They
all seemed far-fetched and just another part of a rumor mill. If
Jake knew anything as a lawyer, he knew for sure not to trust a
rumor. He typed in Michael Parker and clicked the mouse pad. The best information he
could find was that Michael was a star in some low budget films,
commercials, and a soap opera, Jake was less than impressed. This
guy looked like a douche, and probably was if he was a betting
man.
Jake then typed in Emily Mills.
There were several pictures of her that
popped on the screen, the last as stunning as the first. Most of
them she was in some sort of designer gown gracing the red carpet.
As he scrolled through the photos his cock began to come alive. Why
was his body responding to pictures of her like that? He never
thought of her in a full blown sexual capacity, but now something
was different. His body was betraying his common sense at