When Jamie and Brad came back from their weekend getaway, Tyler and Brad were forced into doing a ton of workouts, trying to get back into the swing of things. Jamie and I on the other hand were busy as bees preparing for dinner with Brad and Tyler that was that night. Since I had time, Jamie got me to do her hair and makeup. I sat her in a chair in the bathroom and curled it to perfection while we had some nice little girl talk. “So did you have a nice little get weekend away with the fiancée?” I asked, picking up a piece and starting to curl it. “I did actually. It was much needed since starting Friday I won’t get to see him that much.” “You still will, just not everyday.” “It feels like it though, it’s so hard watching him come and go. I hate the nights when I need him the most and he’s not here and at a hotel or playing or something.” “Aw girl, it happens. But that’s the troubles of being a soon to be trophy wife.” “You got that right.” “Wait, you’re one of the most independent people I know, when do you ever really need him?” “If I want chocolate or if I’m horny. That’s when times really get tough. You know what that’s like, Mrs. ’I won’t have sex unless I am in a relationship’.” I just giggled and kept doing her hair.

“Well, I have different morals now.” “Since when? You were the queen of hooking up with guys back in the day. You were also the best at leading them on too. I mean, you had guys practically drooling all over you and following you around the clubs or bars! You were the biggest flirt there and every girlfriends worst nightmare.” “I never tried to be on purpose,” I laughed. “Well you were. You got all the jealous looks from all the bitches. You’d even score some prime meat to kill on when you left the club too a couple of times.” “But how many times did it result in sex?” “Like never.” “Exactly.” “Still Kyls, I don’t know how you are lasting this long without anything. I’m surprised you didn’t hook up with Tyler while we were gone.” she laughed, while my face went serious. If we kissed, we would most definitely have hooked up and I knew she would figure it out sooner or later. “Yeah, that definitely wouldn’t have happened.” I said seriously, trying to change the subject.

“So how were things between you two while we were gone? Too much tension you had to-” “No Jamie! Jeez, get your mind out of the gutter! We didn’t hook up, we-well I know I didn’t feel the need to, I saw Tyler had some lotion beside his bed with a box of tissues so he might have but you never know,” I chuckled. “Probably. He probably gets it in all the time with those hoes he picks up. I just want Tyler to find a good girl, oh I don’t know, maybe you?” “That ship has sailed sweetheart, it is never going to happen again.” I said finishing he hair. “Still, you guys should at least fuck one more time, give it a nice go.” “Yeah, I’m good without.” “Oh man, that would be some hot angry se between you two.” she said into the mirror playing with her dress a bit. “Do I need to tell Brad to get home from the gym quicker or?” “Oh no, he knows. He got it before he went this morning.” I walked out of the room and yelled, “My best friends a sex addict!” she just laughed and said, “You should just get some! You’ll know the feeling!”

After I finished my side braid and did my hair and makeup, I walked downstairs ready to wait for everyone so we could get going. After 20 minutes of waiting, Brad and Jamie came downstairs holding hands and smirking. “Oh wow, you didn’t ruin your hair that I worked hard to perfect for you,” I winked. “She was on top,” Brad winked, earning himself from a smack from Jamie, “Oh yeah, and against a wall,” he continued laughing, flinching, waiting for Jamie’s hit which surprisingly never came. “Where’s pretty boy?” I asked. “Oh, he said he would meet us there, he just had to go pick something up first,” Brad replied.

When we arrived Tyler was not there and we were left waiting for him. We ordered our drinks and got comfortable, then he showed up with a really pretty blonde girl. She was wearing a form fitted hot pink dress with a black belt and her boobs on display for everyone to see. Her hair was extremely poofy and her lip gloss was coated on, but not nearly as much as her make up. She lookver ever ed like a tramp. Tyler had a huge grin on his face and said, “Sorry guys, got a little side tracked.” “Atta boy,” Brad said, high fiving him. Jamie and I looked at each other in shock and disbelief that he would bring this mutt to dinner.

”So Tyler aren't you gonna introduce us?” Jamie asked like a total bitch, finally joining my side in the hatred. “Oh right, this is Bianca, Bianca this is Jamie, Brad and Kylie.” He said my name with a nasty voice. I already did not have a good feeling about this night and it could only get worst. The whole time at dinner she would adjust her boobs only to make them pop out more, take selfies of herself and Tyler and only talk about herself. She randomly turned to me and said, “so why are you the only single one here?” with her stupid Russian accent. “Well-” Jamie cut me off and said, “This was actually supposed to be for us four. That’s why. Tyler just picked you up off the street,” Tyler looked very unimpressed. “Well,” she went to defend herself and Tyler said, “well she’s always welcome,” rubbing her back and then pulling her in for a kiss, which turned into a whole lot of tongue and sloppy kisses. Jamie and I looked at each other disgusted, while Brad stared at them hardcore. Jamie slapped him out of it.

After dinner was over, Tyler took the mutt in his car and I went with Brad and Jamie. This time Jamie was fuming. “Brad, how the fuck could you let him bring that mutt!?” she asked him. He just stared at the road and kept driving, “well I didn't know he was going to bring her hun.” “But you could have told him not to bring her.” “Babe, what was I gonna say? Oh Segs, you can’t bring your newest fuck buddy to dinner, Jamie doesn’t like it?” “No, that’s not what I want you to say. Just tell him it’s not appropriate to practically be fingering her at the table. That’s disgusting. And you and I both know that we wanted to have a nice dinner for the two of them for being so understanding when we just left them. Then he practically fucks a girl on the table. This isn’t the first time-” she was cut off by Brad. “Babe, don’t bring it up please.” “Fine.” she hoffed. “I literally wanted to puke up my meal all over her face, you know, to add more colour to her eyeshadow and poor make up job,” I added. “Well I’m sorry girls, how do I do that to my best friend?” “Easy. If you won’t I will. I know I said I didn’t want to be that annoying girlfriend, but I am going to be if I have to,” Jamie warned. “What, you’re not my fiancée anymore?” Brad teased. I giggled and Jamie rolled her eyes, saying, “If I see that slut in my house I will kill Tyler.”

Sure enough when we walked through the door, Tyler was making out with her on the couch. “Bradley!” Jamie yelled, throwing her hands up in the air, storming upstairs. “But baby, you’re so hot when you’re mad!” Brad said, chasing her upstairs, attempting to make her feel better. I just gave Tyler a dirty look and shook my head, walking upstairs and closing my door calmly. I got changed into my pjs and lay in bed. How could he do that so easily and be so gross? He was never like this before. Did what happened this weekend not indicate that he still might have feelings for me? Is he unsure about whether to try things again? Is he afraid of Brad and Jamie? Does he feel the need to be more manly? I just don’t get him. But if he brings another slut home one more time, Jamie and I will chop his balls off. This is ridiculous. But what did Jamie mean when she said that this wasn't the first time?

Notes

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