#Chapter388
I watch them both as they head my way and think better of doing it here, like this. I want to talk away from my group of mates, eyes and ears a plenty. I know what I need to do now, minds made up, logic prevailing over all the weird aching pain in my heart. I push off and head to them instead, to bridge the gap, eyes searching both girls impulsively, lightheaded and woozy. I need to put everything back in its place and focus on fixing both relationships. In their own ways.
Natasha and I need to explore if we still have one that is salvageable. Sophie and I need to figure out how to redefine the boundaries and work through how she feels, how I feel. We can get past it, because we are stronger than this and we need each other more than sex. I need Sophs to always be there in my life, no matter where my own path takes me.
