Chapter 6
IVY
––––––––
* * * *
WHEN I STUMBLE THROUGH my front door, Brian runs up, asking a million questions. I hear none of them as I collapse on the floor and start crying uncontrollably. I cry for over an hour before I can speak again. When I do, I tell Brian he is the worst friend ever on the planet. He picks me up, takes me to my bed, and we lie there while I tell him everything, every detail, and then show him the picture and then cry some more.
I cry myself to sleep, and when I wake up, my heart hurts. But I smell breakfast, so I pull myself out of bed and find Brian cooking all my favorites.
He looks up at me. “One question. Why didn’t you sleep with him? You know it would have been the best s*x of your life, right?”
I try to smile. “I have no idea if I will see him again.
