Neighbors

Part 11: Fallout (Part 2)

"You sure are. You seem very happy"

A part of me regretted saying this, but most of me didn't. Charlotte had never seen this version of me, the version the rest of the world saw. The version not reserved for her. How did I let this get so far? I had been ridiculous. Honestly, what did I think was going to happen? I knew deep down that this was how it would play out, Reece had warned me. I felt so fucking stupid. I sat down by the pool again. I felt cold and my heart was racing. I wanted to punch a wall or something.

"Mia... Are you ok?" It was Reece. Great, how long had he been there?

"Did you catch the whole show or just the encore?" The words were cold and collected.

"I caught an upset Charlotte making a sad yet dramatic exit" He didn't approach me. He knew me well enough to now corner me. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"I'm calling Deliah. Do you want to join?" I stood up and walked past him to get my phone.

"That sounds like a really bad idea, M" He sounded soft.

"I'm a big girl" It was a bad idea, of course it was, but I didn't want to take it all out on Reece. He would take it, I know he would but so would she. I texted her and within an hour she arrived, Reece didn't join us.

"Did you miss me?" She smiled as we entered the bedroom.

"Get on the bed" I said, she did. I took a hold of her legs and dragged her to the edge of the bed. "You wore a skirt for me. Smart" I removed her panties. She blushed. If I squinted she almost looked like Charlotte. "Turn over for me" Once again she did as I said, no questions.

I leaned over her and pushed her hair to the side of her neck, I placed a kiss at the top of her spine. Then I took my hand placing it on the spot I just kissed and pushed her down into the bed. I took my other hand and started stroking her clit, she was already wet. She was probably wet on the way over here.

"Are you always this fucking wet, baby" I leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"Yeah, I really like you" I didn't like that, or maybe I did. Deliah wanted me, like she really wanted me. She had no shame in that, nothing that held her back. My fingers were drenched, I took them and held them in front of her face.

"Look what you did. Open your mouth" Of course she did; I think that it is well established at this point that she would just do what I wanted. "You really want me to fuck you, don't you?"

"I want you" She said in a soft voice, like I imagen Charlotte would use. I felt some rage, why was she still in my head? I pushed into her, pressing her down, going as deep as I could. I didn't feel anything. I heard her moan and I felt nothing. I fucked her hard and I felt nothing. She came, and then she came again and again. Her body was going limp. I knew she was tired and that her body probably ached from the constant activity.

"I need you to come again" I was trying to prove something. Maybe if she came just one more time I would feel something. Pride, joy, satisfaction...

"Ok" She sounded so tired but I really didn't care. I let go of her neck and leaned down, I ate her out like that. She begged. I don't know what exactly she begged for but she was pleading, moaning and at times screaming my name... Yet I felt nothing.

"You should probably lay down for a while" I stood up and walked towards the door. I should stay with her, tell her that she did good, maybe even hold her but I didn't. I used her, and I should feel bad... But I can't feel anything.

I went into the guest room where Charlotte and I spent the night together. I remember how she fell asleep with my hand still on her face. How her eyes flickered like she was trying really hard to stay awake. How deep her breathing became. I layed down on the bed. I felt everything and nothing. A cold void was created in my chest as the reality set in. I lost her.

"Well Deliah just left. Are you proud of yourself?" Reece stood in the doorway. I had my back to him but I could imagine his face. He was disappointed, maybe even a little angry. Maybe he had a right to be... He warned me, I didn't listen. He told me to not call Deliah, I did.

"What did I do wrong?" I started to cry. "Why doesn't she want me, I know that she felt it. I know it" I sobbed. Reece walked around the bed and laid down facing me.

"You didn't do anything wrong, or I mean you absolutely did some things wrong... But I know that you did it because you do care about her" I didn't make eye contact, I looked at his nose instead. "Mia, she is in a rough spot. She is married... Things suck for you, but it sucks for her too" He held my hand, I didn't want to but I let him. "I saw the way you looked at her... But I also saw how she looked at you. I don't think you are wrong for feeling this, but Mia she is married"

"She isn't happy" I whispered.

"Maybe not. But does she seem like the type to cheat on her husband?" I finally looked him in the eyes. He wasn't angry, he was hurt, he hurt because I was hurting. "I think she really needed a friend, and I know that you tried to be that..."

"I really did, I wanted her to be happy. I just want her to be happy"

"She is all alone again, M" I let out another sob, this time for Char. Reece kept holding my hand while I cried. For all our faults and all our wrong doings, we did love each other, maybe in ways that were hard to describe to outsiders but we didn't need others to know. I kissed him softly.