Chapter 15

The following Tuesday Jane finally caved in. She needed to have sex, comfortable, familiar sex; with someone, she knew longer than a week. No more failed attempts to hook up with strangers. The time for pride was over, it would never happen again after anyway. At 2 O’clock in the afternoon, she texted Chad, to come up to the lake.

“We are never getting back together. I cannot forgive you for what you did to me & I will not. One time only offer tonight, you come to Newfound Lake in NH, sneak up to my room & fuck me ... For the very last time. You tell no one or I will tell my brothers what you did.”

She didn’t want anyone to know how low she was about to sink, regretting the text immediately. He had texted her less as summer went on, which was exactly what she wanted by ignoring them all. Still, she wondered if he wasn’t going to post it online behind her back. He would make an even bigger fool of her than he already had.

“Anything, I miss you, babe,” he responded.

Jane rolled her eyes and started her response angrily a few times before deciding on, “Last fucking time. And look up the directions to the lake before you respond so you know what you’re in for.”

It took him longer to get back to her so naturally; she assumed it was due to the stupidity. He bitched about the 4-hour drive back and forth but ultimately said some things about her having the perfect pussy, which swayed his opinion in the end. She gave him the address restaurant with explicit instructions to text her when he arrived and GPS the drive so he’d get there no earlier than 1:00 in the morning.

Jane sat in her bed, waiting for her ex to show while listing to music and smoking in her room. The feeling of the breeze from the water coming through her open window was hypnotic. After a while she had almost convinced herself the wind was speaking to her, she was that high.

“Don’t fucking move!” the wind said.

Jane giggled for a few seconds before her eyes shot open. She went to her window and saw who she assumed was Mike, holding a shotgun on who she assumed was Chad.

“Mike I know him, I’ll be right down,” she yelled out the window. Jane Rushed downstairs to the front door, where Lisa watched through the window. Lisa tried to warn her of the intruder situation but Jane said; “He’s my ex.” Opening the door, she continued, “Moment of weakness.”

Lisa joked to herself, “This week on Lakeside!” before following to watch the events unfold.

Mike still held the shotgun on Chad, so Jane repeated, “Mike, he’s my ex. I invited him here.”

He lowered the shotgun. For whatever reason, Chad kept his hands up. Without looking away from him, Mike asked, “You’re allowed to have visitors. He didn’t have to sneak in.”