I turned around to see who just said my name. And then I saw one face I didn't expect to see. Matias. My ex-boyfriend.
Matias was a part of my history, I didn't expect to see that day. After what happened the year prior, I didn't ever think I would see him again.
We started as best friends. We grew together because my mom and his mom were besties. And obviously that led to us being friends and from being friends, we started dating. The relationship I had with Matias, evolved into something, yet after a while just like that it became meaningless to me. It had no passion, nothing that could drive me ahead. My father died, and my family got torn apart, and I realized that I became someone else. I changed and at that stage, I couldn't let him hang onto a toxic relationship with me any longer and give him more false hopes. I ended things between us, and you could guess how he reacted.
"How are you doing?" He asked me. I could notice the smile he was forcing out.
I still had a leaking cunt, so I had to stand and step carefully. If I was being honest, I was doing good. Oddly enough, but I hurt him and I still felt guilty of all the shit I put him through. A part of me was glad he was talking to me again and even ask me how I was doing.
"I'm fine," I told him and then asked him, "How about you? How is college and did you finally get into the football team?"
"Yea!" He seemed to smile, a real smile this time. "I actually got the Captain's position."
"Congrats!" I was happy for him. There was a time when his mom was worried about him and even used to ask me to talk to him about his goals and what he had planned for his future. She was never really supportive about his football, being the protective parent she was, but even I knew that Matias was very talented and since freshman year he caught the coach's eye.
Matias saw my backpack and then asked me, "You going home?"
"Yep!" I still stood with my legs pressed together. I had to stop leaking. Fuck.
"Want a ride?"
I stood there, contemplating on an answer. Matias was willing to give me a ride home, and it was clear to me that he still cared about me. As if what happened between us was still water under the bridge, but I could sense it behind his efforts that he was still wasn't ready to be himself around me.
I would rather not seem rude, especially now that I had a chance to set things right between us and take my mind away from what happened moments ago. I even wondered what Matias would've thought of me if he found out, I just got cream pied by the new physics professor. Furthermore, I bet he would've hated me, more than he probably already did. He was practically the only family I could have left, and I couldn't let that slip away either.
So, I nodded my head. "Yes, of course. I would love that. Much better and faster than an Uber, so lead the way!"
I looked satisfied by my answer, his blue eyes appearing a lot brighter than they did seconds ago. I also felt like I could relax a lot easier around him and waited for him to lead the way to his car, so he could walk ahead and not see what was going on between my legs. I could feel that thin drop, trickling down my inner thigh, and it was moving further down the more I moved.
Once I got inside his car, I placed my backpack on my lap. I felt the leaking stop and was glad it did. For a moment, I thought I'd leave a spot in his car, and then he'd ask me about it, and then he'd hate me all over again the moment he put the puzzle pieces together.
Eventually, he began driving and since I still lived at my old house, I knew that Matias knew exactly where to go. It was just us on his car, with him driving. It was quiet at first, but eventually, he turned on the radio to kill the awkward silence.
And then he started talking, "So, Uhm, are you going to the bonfire on Friday?"
I looked at him and thought that it was amusing, he'd even ask me that. He out of all people knew how much I hated parties. "No, and don't bother convincing me other ways. Never liked parties, and being a sophomore won't change that."
"I know…I still like parties!" He admitted.
That was one of the major differences between him and me. Matias was always the type of guy who'd surround himself with people, and I was the opposite. I never liked being around too many people on social occasions. I wondered if Tobit was like him, or if he also was an introvert. He wasn't as closed off as most lecturers, teaching physics. He was social and friendly around students and gave off the impression that he knew how to handle himself around people.
"Bonnie?"
I blinked my eyes and snapped out of my thoughts. I just thought about my Professor while in the presence of my ex-boyfriend. Something about that felt wrong, and I knew then that I had to say something at least, or he might get worried.
"Uhm…sorry. What was that again?" I asked him.
"Are you okay?" The car slowed down and we were nearing my house. Matias looked concerned and worried.
"I'm fine, Mat." I assured him and then saw that his car reached my house. "I have to go. I still have a little stuff I need to do."
He nodded, keeping his hand on the steering wheel. Still staring at me, and it looked like he had something on his mind.
"We're cool, right?"
I froze then and there. I wasn't certain if I heard him correctly. It sounded if he just asked me if he and I were cool, as if he was the one who wronged me, and he was the one who needed to apologize.
I have told that I was sorry. I apologized over and over again, I even lost hope that he'd forgive me one day, and I didn't blame him. Yet there he was, willing to start a new page with me, and it made me so happy.
"Yea…" I said and then leaned over to hug him. And when I pulled back, I reached for the door. "I'll see you tomorrow. Tell your mom, I say Hi."
"I will." He beamed.
I then got out of the car and I closed the door. I watched Matias drive off, and finally, it felt like a large weight was lifted off my shoulders. I figured that I never truly moved on, or maybe I thought I did, but there was still something that weighed heavy over me. Matias was that one person I cared about. I still had him in my life, and he was still around. He wasn't like my family, and he didn't deserve what I did to him. I was glad that he and I could finally start over as friends.
I turned around, stared at the empty house waiting for me. That was one part of the day, I wasn't looking forward to. Not wanting to be home because it was empty and lonely, and my mother and brother left me to take care of the house.
I went inside in any way and after making myself a tuna sandwich and eating, I then I went to finish the work Tobit has given me that day, and then I went on thinking about what he and I did earlier that day.
I had to take a shower, but I wanted to avoid washing away the feeling of being full of his cum, and it was still early that day. It wasn't around the time I normally took a shower.
After finishing assignment, I nearly put everything away inside my backpack before I also packed everything neatly on my desk.
It was then when I heard my laptop's notification sound.
I grabbed it and opened it, wondering what that might've been. It was probably just another software update I needed to install, or so I thought. But when I checked, I saw it was new email. And then I widened my eyes, seeing the name of the sender.
tobitasmodeus@gmail.com: Who is that boy, you left with?