I slipped myself inside of her. While gently probing I let my fingers search for spots that might cause sounds of pleasure. Chloe moaned and bucked her hips up further into me. She called out to me, and I answered her with a light flicking of my tongue. If Olive thought for a second I wasn't enough man for her, then I would prove to myself I was enough for somebody. Chloe's knees tightened and her legs began to quiver, and I knew what that meant. I pushed my fingers deeper, and I didn't stop until I felt Chloe collapse into the soft folds of her throw pillows. Her body trembled all over, shaking with overwhelming satisfaction. I did well. I let myself stay there patiently beside her until she caught her breath enough to speak.
"Wren" She gasped "I always told you that you were the best."
"Shut up baby I know it" I smirked and kissed her on the forehead. She knew I was joking but I'm sure she hated when I said things like that. We lay there on her bed for some time, and I felt Chloe drift off. She was always one to pass out after the act. Then the harsh reality set in. I cheated on my girlfriend. I cheated on Olive. The girl I loved more than anything else. "Fuck" that's all i could manage to say for myself. What should I do, should I tell her? Too many things swirled around in my thoughts. I knew what I did was wrong, but I wouldn't just do something like this. I was provoked, and there I was making up excuses. I couldn't tell her about this. I didn't have the strength. She was my everything what would I do if I lost her? I glanced over at Chloe's unconscious body. Her skin seemed to glow. She was a very pretty girl, and not only would I be hurting Olive and myself, I'd be hurting her as well. I got up slowly, and pulled my hoodie over my head. I picked up my shoes and let myself out of her room. While dodging her parents I snuck out the front door.
It was rather dark outside. Every sobering step I took through the cold snow reminded me of what I had done. It grabbed me by the face and forced me to realize that the house I walked away from wasn't Olives like it should have been. The girl I was leaving in the middle of the night wasn't Olive like it should have been. I had made a mistake, a mistake I knew was a mistake before I made it. I figured there was no going back now, what's done is done. So I bit my lip and mulled over my options. I was trudging forward with my head down and my hands in my pockets. Ice-cold wind stung my face and penetrated my clothes. It was rather distracting. How could I keep my mind on problems I hadn't faced yet when I had much more apparent ones happening now. The tips of my hair seemed to freeze solid. Though I'm not sure that's even possible. I usually loved the snow, but now was not a time I was grateful for it. It only made me feel as shitty on the outside as I did on the inside. Then it hit me. I would just have to break up with Olive. I would do that so she could be happy with someone else, and I wouldn't be stuck feeling awful about what I did forever. I could end our relationship and tell her then what happened. At least then I wont look like I want forgiveness, and I wont seem like a jackass who expects her to stay with me despite what happened.
I arrived home at two AM. I shut the door with a smile, as to say "good luck getting me now crappy weather." I kicked off my mud-crusted shoes, and I peeled off my sopping wet jacket. Then without a second to waste I planted on the couch and began dialing Olive. I knew she would be awake. She would stay up till crazy hours on the weekend.
"Hello" Olive chimed.
"Hey baby, there's something I want to talk to you about" my voice held a tone of bitter-sweetness.
"Oh okay" Olive replied a bit curiously "Is something wrong?"
"Well" I started to speak "Maybe you should come over here so we can talk in person."
"Okay yeah" She said, "I'll just borrow my moms car, and I'll be right over." We hung up without the exchange of "I love you" and I rested my head in my hands. This was going to be tough.
About ten minuets had passed, and my heart didn't cease racing for a second of the time. Then I heard a faint knock on the door. Bracing myself I got up and opened it. There she stood with snowflakes in her hair, and a look of nervousness on her face. She walked in and I told her to have a seat on the couch. I plopped down next to her and prepared myself. I let out a large sigh and looked away.
"Olive" I began "You are wonderful, and I love you."
"Wren what are you doing" She asked in a whimper.
"I don't want to hurt you anymore, so I'm sparing you from me" I paused "Olive I'm breaking up with you." My heartbeat increased. Tears immediately showed in her eyes.
"Why?" her voice broke up "don't you love me anymore?"
"Yes" I grabbed her shoulders "I love you more then you could ever imagine, but I want you to be all that you can be with someone who you really want to be with."
"What are you saying?" she questioned.
"I'm saying that I know you want to be with a guy" Now it was my composure that began to crumble.
"Baby no" she sobbed, "Please no, I love you please." Tears ran from her eyes.
"But Olive" I stuttered, "I cheated on you." Her eyes grew wide and her crying stopped instantly. "I slept with Chloe."
"Wren I don't care" Olive put her arms around me possessively "I love you, and I forgive you, just please don't leave me." I couldn't believe she would be so willing to forgive me it seemed out of place. I thought for sure she would storm out and never look at me again.
"Don't you want to know why?" I asked.
"Well" Olive's eyes left my face and hit the ground "yeah I guess I do." I contemplated telling her the truth. I wanted to scream, "I read your fucking text messages!" I wanted her to know that I knew all about what she was saying to Christian. I wanted her to know that I was the one being forgiving. I don't feel a thing for Chloe, but I can tell that Olive has something more than friendship on her mind with Christian. I took a deep calming breath. I let the fire die.
"I felt lonely" I lied " I missed you, and I've felt like you were being absent minded."
"Baby no" Olive whined, "I am so sorry I will try harder Wren, I don't ever want to lose you."
Olive wrapped me in her arms. She clung to me tighter than ever before. I was in a complete state of shock. I tried to do the right thing, but some how I still felt wrong. I wasn't relieved at all.
I hugged her back, and buried my face in her hair. This was my girlfriend, and that meant near nothing to me. Even though she had forgiven me, I couldn't say I felt the same. I was still angry about what I had come to find out. I still wanted to smash Christian's face in, and most of all I needed to know how much of a fool I've been all along.