The Loser in the End--The Sequel

A Quick Exit

You woke up a couple hours later, not sure where you were. You turned your head to the side and saw a mass of dark curls on the pillow next to you...

"Shit," you said to yourself as you recalled last night's activities.

You had to get out of there before he woke up. You didn't want to deal with any awkwardness. And it would most definitely be awkward, because you didn't plan on ever seeing him again. Not that the sex wasn't good, because it was. It had been sweet and innocent, and he made you feel beautiful.  Nevertheless, it must never happen again, because spending time with Brian meant eventually having to see Freddie again, and that had to be avoided at all costs. Freddie knew you lived here, yet hadn't bothered to contact you, and that told you everything you needed to know. He'd completely forgotten about you, and you were still hung-up on him after all this time.  And if he did see you, he would probably be able to read it in your eyes.  The last thing you wanted was for him to see how pathetic you were.

You slowly got out of bed, careful not to wake Brian. You found his long black coat draped on a chair and slipped into it. You picked up your panties (you weren't going to make the mistake of leaving them at his place ever again), and went out into the living room.

It would be dawn soon, so you figured your friends from last night were home. You found the phone and called one of them, asking her to pick you up. She'd been very worried, and you told her you'd tell her everything later. Then you picked up your shoes and dress off the floor, and took the elevator downstairs to wait for your friend. You were looking over your shoulder the whole time for fear of seeing Andy, but fortunately you didn't run into him.

Soon your friend arrived, and she looked you up and down as you got into her car.

"What happened last night?" she asked. "You either had a really good night, or a really bad night."

You didn't answer right away, as you were deciding how much to tell her.

"Come on!" she begged.

"I fucked Brian May," you said matter-of-factly.

"You what??" she gasped. "Oh no you didn't!!"

"Oh yes I did!"  you replied. "This is his coat, and I have nothing on underneath!"

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "You have to tell me everything!"

You told her a little bit of what happened, and how you had run into Andy as Brian was carrying you. It hadn't been funny at the time, but now it seemed hilarious, and you both started laughing.

But then you got serious. You just had to know...

"What happened with Freddie after I left?" you asked.

Your friend got quiet.

"He left with that girl, didn't he..."