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The Football Bet: Chapter Two
Slowly I began to wake up. My thoughts were still cloudy. The taste of alcohol filled my mouth; turning over, I saw a few empty bottles on the small table by the bed. The events of the night slowly came back to me.
Then I remembered how I had left my boyfriend. Even though I had left him many times before, this time, I was confident that I wouldn’t return.
I looked around, searching for Damien. There was no sign of him in the bedroom. I got up then went into the bathroom. There was a sticky note stuck to the mirror.
Hello, sorry I left without saying goodbye. I hope that I see you when I get home. I will understand if I don’t. I washed your clothes.
Damien
I read it a few times before I took it down. He knew how to make me smile. Immediately after we had left my apartment, he took to me buy a pair of shoes. Then we came back to his house. To say we fucked like rabbits would be an understatement. I had never been with a man that could keep up with my sexual appetite; he did that and more.
While taking a shower, I started to think about the things I would say to Johnny. I could wait for Damien to come home then we could both go and get my stuff. Deep down, I knew doing that would be cowardly of me. I owed it to him and primarily to myself to go over there myself and…
