The Prince and the Frog

Pissing Contest

Peter:

The sound of another males voice brought me back from my thoughts “Lynn? Baby? I have to take off for work.”

Tearing my eyes away from Lynn I found Sergio walking down the stairs from what I assume was her bedroom. I saw nothing but red when him lean down and kissed her cheek.

He still didn’t notice me standing in the door way, so I cleared my throat so he would stop starring at Lynn and finally acknowledge my presence.

“Hey Campos, what are you doing here?” He asked flatly with a deep scowl. 

I smirked at him, it was good knowing he found me as a threat when it came it to Lynn. Veering around back at her, I was met with her big brown eyes. She looked uncomfortable and nervous. I still felt this anger deep within me, knowing he spent the night here and what she was wearing. But what could I say? I no longer had any hold on Lynn and I promised her mother. I could not yell or be angry at her because I didn’t even know what I was feeling towards her. Making the decision to be an adult I forced myself to smile as I answered him “I’m here to help Lynn with some housework.”

“What happened to your brother helping you?” Sergio turning around to look at Lynn with an enraged face.

Lynn was still staring at me when she answered “I called my mom to have her drop him off but he was busy.”

“So, you call Peter?” He questioned her with so much irritation.

She flinched when she heard his harsh tone. I guess she was not use to him raising his voice.

 “Actually, I was at her mom’s house when she called and my gym is around here so I told her mom I would just help her out.” I answered for Lynn. I did not like this fucker whatsoever.

 “Well sorry you had to come over for nothing man, but I told Lynn I could do it when I get off of work.” Sergio declared while snaking his arm around her waist.

 “Like I said my gym is around here so it’s no problem I can stay.” I said sharply while eyeing his hand.

 “Well that’s not necessary.” He replied with venom.

 “How about Lynn decides what she wants?” I asked while looking at Lynn.

 She looked annoyed glaring back between the both of us. She clearly knew we both wanted to stay, sighing she looked back at Sergio. s**t she going to tell him to come over after work. I felt the anger rise in me again, but then she surprised me when she spoke,

“Peter is already here and I really want to get this done today. Plus, you are going to be tired from work and I am actually going to spend time with my brother and sisters tonight for family game night.”

“So that means I can’t come over tonight?” He asked frowning down at Lynn.

Dude take the f*****g hint, SHE DOES NOT WANT YOU.

Placing her hand on his arm she spoke softly, “Not tonight Sergio, I’m sorry.”

He looked like he was going to blow a f*****g vein until she added “Maybe we can go out to dinner tomorrow night.”

The smile I had faltered and was replaced with glare of my own. Sergio looked at me with his own smirk like he won the damn lottery.

“Sure babe, that would be great.” He said smugly while still looking at me.

He looked away from me and grabbed her face with both his hands and gave her a quick peck before Lynn pulled away. Interesting.

“See you tomorrow night then.” He announced before walking out the door.

We were finally alone together, the first time in 8 years. Shoving my hands in the front pockets of my jeans I looked around her home. Everything was still in boxes. This was definitely going to take a while. 

“So where should I get started?” I asked looking everywhere but her.

“Uhmmm I would really like it if we can set up the tv stand and end tables in here, and the finish putting together the dining room table and chairs.” She answered quickly.

“What about your couches?” I asked while looking around and not seeing any.

“Dad and Jelly Bean are picking them up tomorrow.” She simply stated.

“Okay, well I better get started, it’s a lot to do.”

“Alright, is it okay if I go shower, or do you prefer me to help you out?” She asked.

“You probably had an eventful night, so I can handle it in here while you go freshen up.” I replied a little snarking.

“What the f**k does that mean Campos?” She spit out.

Turning around to face her I saw she was angry and ready for a fight. But as I looked at her all the blood I felt boiling quickly rushed down to my groin. f**k, she looked sexy when she was mad and even more with my jersey on. I remember her wearing that multiple times when we would have our nights together. s**t I could not think of her like that anymore.

“Nothing, I just don’t think you should be fooling around with anyone right now. I mean you just got here a week ago.” I answered coming up with anything I could think of.

“I’m not fooling around.” She declared while giving me an eye roll.

“Okay so everyone just see’s you walking around in an old boyfriend’s jersey and panties all the time?” I replied back.

She fixed her glare on me and stomped straight for me. “Only the important one’s Campos,” she smirked before turning around and walking upstairs to her room.

I could not help but stare at her ass and notice how firm and round it was. She definitely still did her squats. Even her t**s got bigger and even without a bra I could see how perky and round they were. s**t, I just gave myself another f*****g b***r.

Lynn:

Who the f**k was Peter Campos to tell me what I could and could not do? I am a grown ass woman, I just turned 27 last week and he thinks I can’t make my own choices? f**k, he is so infuriating. Yeah maybe I should have never said anything about only important one’s seeing me in his jersey and panties, but the man can make me going from 0-100 quick. My skin felt hot from the anger I felt inside of me. Quickly shredding off my clothes I stepped in the shower, enjoying the warm water relax my muscles and releasing the built-up tension I conjured up.

I took a longer shower then I anticipated, I wanted to prolong the awkward conversation waiting for me downstairs. I knew I had to apologize to him, saying I was wearing his jersey for other men was a low blow. Even though Peter had no problem in the past hurting me, I could not find it in my heart to hurt him no matter how angry I was. I was an adult and he was just something I had to cross. As I went to get ready I stood in my closet debating what I should wear. I felt like I was 16 years old again getting excited for a date with Peter. 

It was then I realized I wasn’t 16 anymore, I was 27 and Peter was not here to pick me up for a date. It became clear he was just trying to make amends with me so we can both be comfortable around each other. After all, we were going to be in each other lives no matter, even if it did have a different outcome than we originally thought.

Looking at myself in the mirror I smiled to myself, I always wondered what it would be like if Peter came back into my life. I thought I would hate him and scream at him to leave me alone and stay away from my family. I’ll be honest at first when I saw him at my birthday party I thought about doing that, but now I see our previous connection we once had with each other doesn’t just affect us, it affects my whole family. I still love him, I knew that but things were different now. I can’t bring back the past, I can’t tell him even though he crushed my soul that I still want him to be the one to mend it back together.

I’d decided that no matter what my feelings were towards Peter that I had to push then aside and just start over with him. It would take some time, but knowing he is married to Carrie and has children with her would make the process go by quicker. He obviously was done with our roller coaster of a relationship a long time ago when he first broke my heart. But I’ll be honest when he did that and I ran away to Chicago for college I always thought he would run after me, but Peter was never the one for dramatics. I thought 8 years of being gone would help get over him, and it did help relinquish the pain, but time did nothing for my feelings.