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“I’m glad you’re here. My parents and sisters are out this night and you know how much I hate to be alone,” she smiled, looking at Kay, but not at me. Of course she isn’t happy to have me here. Who would be, if your ex-girlfriend of two years was suddenly invited to your sleepover by your best friend who conveniently forgot to tell you until the last minute? “What about Justin, Ina? Aren’t you glad that she’s here, too?” Kay quipped, an angelic look on her face. Ina refused to bite her bait. She shoved open the door and went inside rather hurriedly. Kay sniggered and followed after her. I was left at the bottom of the stairwell, pondering how I felt about this situation. I had convinced myself that I didn’t love her anymore in the five months that we’ve been apart, but there was no denying that her silence hurt me far more than I would have thought possible. I was certainly glad to see her. The feeling was obviously not mutual, though. “Come on, Jus. Move your feet,” Kay’s head appeared from the doorway, her face strangely sympathetic. Ah hell, was my dilemma that obvious? No matter, I had long mastered the art of hiding my emotions. “Yeah sure, Kay,” I grinned, bahis siteleri bounding up the stairs to the door. This freaky feeling is only because I haven’t got laid in two months, of that I was sure. If I fucked Ina tonight, everything would go back to normal. I’m not in love with her, I’m just lusting after her. Yes, that is probably the case. Quit fooling yourself, a small voice inside my head said snidely. You know full well how you feel. “Shut up,” I said aloud before thinking about it. Then I realized what I just did. Great. Now I was hearing voices, not to mention talking back to them. Sighing disgustedly, I pushed open the door. It has been a long time since I’ve been here, but the decor was still the same. Kay and Ina were opening beer bottles on the dining table. They had already put on a horror movie. I made the mistake of looking in the direction of the table. Ina’s beautiful brown eyes met mine. I shot her a shit-eating grin, hoping that it disguised the weird feeling in my stomach. She looked away as if she didn’t see anything, but Kay noticed our wordless exchange. She elbowed Ina, grinning evilly. “Yieeeee,” she teased. “You still haven’t canlı bahis siteleri got over Jus, Ina?” “Ah, don’t worry, baby. If you wanna come back to me, I’d still take ya,” I winked, looking–I hoped–nonplussed. Though I was really wondering how much of what I said was true.. “In your dreams, Carson,” Ina rolled her eyes at me. Kay brandished her bottle opener at her best friend. “You never called Jus by her surname before. You used to call her ‘baby’, ‘babe’, ‘honey’—” “Yeah well, we broke up,” Ina snarled viciously, wrenching open a beer so hard the bottle broke. Her blouse was drenched. She made an irritated noise and shot off to the bathroom. I shrugged at Kay’s puzzled face and unfolded my frame on the couch. I didn’t want to think about anything so I tuned them out, intermittently getting beer from the table and coming back to the couch. Eventually they got drunk. Kay and Ina were on the floor, singing ‘Kumbayah’ nonstop and giggling like little girls. I got up and killed the tube, which immediately got me a reaction. “Hey! Switch it on!” “Damn you, Carson! That ain’t your TV!” A shoe went flying and hit me on the head. “Ouch! Stop it!” canlı bahis I shouted, putting up my arms as another shoe became airborne. “Turn the TV on then!” I didn’t reply, instead I gathered up all the bottles scattered around the living room and put them in the sink. I heard the tube blaring to life with the Spongebob Squarepants theme song and the girls were singing along with it. I sighed. I went back into the lounge. After ten minutes of cajoling, threats, shouting, more flying shoes and a couple of hard whacks to the head, I had managed to drag an unconscious Kay onto the bottom part of the bunk bed. Ina was on the doorway of the bedroom, turning a deaf ear to my pleas. “Come on, Ina, time for bed,” I said tiredly. A pair of eyes glared at me from fiery red bangs. “I don’t want to sleep.” I let out a breath and grabbed her from the floor. She outweighed me by eleven pounds and was taller by two inches, so it was hard work. I put her down beside Kay and stood back, hands on my hips, panting from the exertion. Ina sat up. “I don’t want to sleep here.” She began clambering to get to the top bunk, and in no time she was flat on her back, turning away from me. I shrugged, setting out to find the softest bit of floor I could sleep on. I was drifting off when I heard Ina whimper. My eyes flew open, my senses straining. Then I realized she was just dreaming. I stood up and shook her awake.
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