[This is a continuation of “It beats me black and blue” by iluvbuckets on Tumblr!!]

Paige is your fuck buddy. Nothing more. Nothing less. Atleast that’s what you tell yourself when you fuck her and then leave immediately after. It’s a vicious cycle of jealousy, confusion, sex, hate, and hurt. You were an asshole. You’ve hurt Paige time and time again but she always lets you. You’ve always told yourself you could never be more with Paige. And maybe that’s why you’re so mean to her. She’s too good, too perfect. That’s what you remind yourself every time you dip after leaving her a whiny, crying mess beneath you. But now after tonight… you’re not so sure.

You showed up at her place tonight after seeing a video of her kissing another girl- not because you were jealous. why would you be jealous? Paige wasn’t your girlfriend. But she was still yours and you made sure to remind her that as you fucked her against a wall and made her cry for you. You begin to plan your escape route when she looks up at you with those blue, teary eyes and for the first time since you started hooking up you whisper “Let me clean you up.”