《Jealousy | Pico x Boyfriend |》Chapter 9
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It felt nice to have him with me again, I'm surprised that he's still holding onto me like this after all I did, I have a feeling he doesn't think I'm a bad person. Otherwise why would he take my offer. Why would he be laying on me. If I can have this moment for a little longer, I would take that opportunity.
" You absolute IDIOT! Now he's gonna know I set this up. No wonder why you've been trapped in a video game. God you annoy me. " I'd breathe in and out, trying to calm down. " But Girlfriend! You said to execute the plan! Isn't this what you meant darling? " Senpai stared at me with puppy dog eyes. " You think I'd execute a plan this poorly? God, are you hearing yourself? Whatever, give me the recording. " Senpai would hand over the tape to me. I'd clutch the recording, putting it in my tv. I look behind me to see Senpai sweating, staring at my tv. I'd ignore him and play the recording.
Damn it! We lost track, we're never gonna get it back. " I'd sigh. Pico looked at me, saying " Boyfriend, do you still like me? ". I'd look to Pico, " Yeah, I do. But- " Pico cut me off, " So, if were too.." Pico would lean closer to me, putting his lips onto mine, I knew this was wrong, but I just couldn't stop. Do I even like Girlfriend anymore?..Wait..GIRLFRIEND! I'd push Pico off. " What was I thinking, I'm in a relationship! I- ". " No, no! That was my bad.. " Pico said sweating.
Damn it, I thought we were cool. I shouldn't have rushed into that, but I couldn't help it. Damn it, Pico. But..this time he didn't seem like he was upset, his facial expressions were fine until that happened..whatever, I shouldn't have done that, not now at least. " Look boyfriend, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that " . " No, it's okay, Pico. That was my bad. I shouldn't have done that. " Boyfriend said nervously.
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" Girlfriends right there, I'll go ask her if I can stay the night, I'm not feeling well. " Boyfriend said sighing, while heading to Girlfriends house. " Yeah, I'll see you next time. " I'd get back in my car, driving home.
I knocked on Girlfriends door, I waited a while and no one was answering, the door slowly opened by itself. I took a peak at the door crack, and saw..
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8 292The Usurped God
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8 210Grazing the Sky
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8 185The Due
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8 72Tranquility: A collection of original poems
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"Montana, come here." He nodded his head toward the door, leaving out of the room. Staying silent as Ms. Carol looked at me, I kissed the back of Josiah's hand before leaving out of the room. As I walked out, Messiah stood there looking at me in disgust while I closed the door. "What are you doing that shit for?" "Huh?" I said since I had nothing else to say, just trying to stall time to get my words together."Why are you stripping, Monty?"Sighing, I decided that I wasn't going to lie like I'd originally planned to do after listening to Chocolate's stupid advice. "Money." I spoke simply and he scoffed as I looked down."Why not just ask Josiah for money instead doing hoe shit?" "First of all, It's not doing hoe shit. I don't have sex with anyone. I just dance. And I don't want to ask him for any money. It's not his job to take care of me.""So stripping..." He trailed off with a laugh."..stripping was the last resort? Instead of putting your pride aside?" Saying nothing, I just looked at him with pleading eyes."Please don't tell him, Messiah." I could already tell by the look on his face that he was going to tell him."I ain't gon' tell him.." Thank God. I thought. "..you are." "What?!" I shrieked. "No. I'm not.""You are." He spoke in a demanding tone."Please. You know how he is." I expressed"And you know how he is too but you made that bed." "Messiah, he's going to kill me." I begged."I know." He shook his head, walking away from me."Better figure it out. You got until the end of the day to tell him or I will." He mumbled before walking back into the room.
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