Beyond Complicated by Mercy Celeste Read Free Book Online

Pretending I wasn't sitting here beside him covered in spunk and wanting to take him into the bedroom and start al over.
    "Yeah?"

    "I think this is pretty fucked up."
    "Glad you finaly caught up. Get dressed and get out. We wil pretend this didn't happen." This didn't happen, this didn't happen, this didn't happen , I chanted in my head hoping to somehow convince myself.
    "Nuh, uh," he uttered as he finaly drew his legs together and opened his eyes.
    "What does that mean?" I was pretty sure I knew Seth shorthand and that was always a no.
    "It means I'm not done with you. It means I'm not leaving until I'm done with you. It means you're going to show me your bed and we're going to get the last four years out of our systems and then we'l figure out what to do next."
    I hated when he got articulate. I hated that my brain turned to mush. I hated that I forgot what my goddamned fucking name was for the next several hours. But mostly I hated waking up sometime around dawn. Alone. With my heart lying in shreds around me on the bed. So I stayed there. Walowing in the goop. I never turned my phone on and I didn't eat and I didn't bathe. I slept and walowed. And slept and dreamed.
    And slept. I just slept.

Chapter Four
    There was a tremendous pounding on my front door sometime Sunday morning. I was pretty sure it was Sunday. It could be Monday. I'd be at work if it were Monday. Wouldn't I? Someone from work would cal to find out why I didn't come in. My boss, or that cute as sin little intern twink. Sometime soon I was going to have to tap that. He wanted me. I didn't realy care if it caused tension at work. Hel, I'd do him at work. On my desk. That would just be fucking perfect.
    I sat on the floor in the corner under the window resting my face against the cold wal. I think I dragged on a pair of sweat pants but I wasn't realy sure. Didn't realy matter.
    Revenge fuck. I laughed softly. He just wanted revenge for leaving him. And he got it. Fucked me into the mattress. Held me down and fucked me. And I begged him for more. We didn't talk. Just sex. Deep into the morning. Fuck, doze, fuck some more. Hel, I needed to get tested. I didn't care. My fucked up life was… yeah, probably what I deserve.
    My bedroom door flew open and bounced off the wal leaving a hole the size of the knob. The landlord wouldn't care, this place was a dump anyway. Why the fuck did I live here again?
    Kel stood in the doorway, he was angry. I didn't have time to deal with his shit. I'd spent my life dealing with a kid who never realy was mine. His whore mother just wanted money. He didn't even think of me as his dad. Just his friend. Some fucking friend I turned out to be.
    "You slept with him?" It wasn't a question. Sort of, it sounded like a question shouted at the top of his little diva lungs. "You slept with my boyfriend? How could you? The only person on the planet that I trust and you slept with the first guy I ever gave a shit about."
    "Yeah, wel, right back at you, sport," I said for some strange reason. It hadn't realy dawned on me that I was fighting over a man with my son. My beautiful son who did look a little like Seth when he was that age. Al lanky and blond and stereotypicaly surfer boy to the core. Something they both embraced. Maybe I did have a type. The guys I liked the most weren't necessarily blond but fair haired of some type—ginger, dishwater, very pale brown and al lean and tal. Maybe that's why I let Sabrina into my pants. She fit the type except for the additional parts. Athletic. That was the term. Fair haired athletic type. Yep that was what got me going.
    "You don't deny it?" He dragged a hand through his hair as he stood in the door staring at me.
    He didn't see me. Just his anger. I didn't realy want to be seen. I just wanted him to go off and pester someone else. I'd give him the keys to my car if I knew where they were, if it meant he'd just go the fuck away.
    I didn't say anything. What could I say? Yeah, we had nasty sex on