One more day until he leaves for college. That's it. I'm thisclose to being free. I'll help him move into his dorm and then visit every weekend for a month. Encourage him to go out to parties. Ignore any red flags. Be as immature as possible. He'll meet someone else and it'll be his idea to break up with me.
I don't want to see him anymore but every time I try to break up he tells me that since he hasn't agreed to it then we aren't broken up. Jessica from work suggested that I let him think it was his idea. My friend Leah said out of sight out of mind and to just wait it out. I decided to take both their advice. Wait til I'm out of his constant sight and let him think it's his idea.
Thank god he wasn't serious when he proposed over a basket of fries last weekend. I have never been more scared in my life. He laughed hard at that. Thought my terror was the funniest thing in the world.
Tonight is our last night together before he is gone til Thanksgiving. By then he should have a new girlfriend to bring home. I will be a distant memory.
He's been on this new thing. That since our relationship is entering a more mature adult stage we should stop using condoms. He thinks that it's a waste of money since I'm on the pill. I told him I'm not comfortable with that and how birth control isn't a guarantee. We kinda got into a fight about it. That's how I got out of his family's goodbye dinner tonight. He'll come by after.
I asked Leah to sleep over tonight. Just to help keep me distracted. She helped me do my make up and hair so I'd look beautiful. I wanted to look good for the last time I plan on fucking him. He calls it making love. But it's not love. What we have cannot be love. Fucking sounds more accurate. We also stole some of my parent's liquor and did some shots while we waited.
By the time I see the head lights of his car pulling into the driveway Leah is snoring softly beside me. He took his damn time. I check my reflection in the mirror one more time. After reapplying my lipstick I slip out the patio door.
He's sitting in the backseat and motions for me to join him. I can't deny that he looks good. He's got his hand on my thigh as soon as my butt hits the seat. He tastes like beer. His tongue explores every inch of my mouth. It's like I can't move my tongue with his tongue in there. Bright side, it makes the next part much more pleasurable.
