I stayed at work late with Luke on Monday night. We were mostly working, but also telling each other about our weekends. We were supposed to hang out on Friday night, but I ditched him to hang out with Brady and his friends. Obviously I should have hung out with Luke.
Brady texted me at around six letting me know that he was getting off soon. I told him that I would call him when I left work. I think I hung around the office for a lot longer than I should have just to stall. Finally around ten, Luke started yawning and getting restless so I told him we could leave. On my way home I called Brady. I felt a lot better about the situation (after reading all the wonderful comments!) and couldn’t wait to confront him about Jenny. I told him to come over and at the last minute I decided to meet him in the lobby to talk. That way we couldn’t immediately hook up or anything and would have to actually talk first.
“Hi,” I greeted him.
“Hey. How are you?” Brady said. He could tell something was up and looked at me cautiously.
“Can we sit?” I asked and sat down on a bench before he could answer. Brady followed and sat down next to me.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Well I have a story to tell you.”
“On Friday… Your friend, Jenny… Basically she yelled at me for not being a great girlfriend to you,” I said and Brady just stared at me with a straight face. “She said you tell her everything about our relationship and show her our texts. Oh and she called me a bitch and a cunt.” I laughed.
“Wow,” he said.
“She said that I’m clingy and controlling and take advantage of you. All while you were getting the beer,” I went on.
“I’m sorry. I had no idea that happened,” Brady said.
“Yeah. I thought your other friends might tell you, but I guess not.”
“No. No one told me anything. She yelled at you?”
I nodded. “She made me cry.”
“I’m sorry. I wish you would have told me about this sooner. I can’t believe she yelled at you.”
“I guess it’s not a huge deal that she yelled at me. I’m mostly concerned about what she said.”
Brady looked at me.
“I think if you feel that way then we should break up,” I said.
“I don’t feel that way. I’ve told you how I feel about you,” he said.
“Okay… So why would Jenny say that then?”
“I think she came to her own conclusion about you…”
“Based on what you’ve told her.”
“So you must have only told her bad things about me.”
Brady looked at me like I was being ridiculous. “No, it’s not even like that. I went to her for advice-”
“About how to handle me,” I finished for him.
“About being in a relationship in general.”
“It’s not like you’ve never been in a relationship before,” I pointed out.
“I’m sorry. I just feel like I suck when it comes to pleasing you. If I would have known this would happen, I would have never told her anything,” Brady said.
I crossed my arms across my chest, getting irritated at the thought of Jenny knowing everything.
“And showing her our text messages is a complete invasion of privacy,” I said.
“I’m sorry. I only showed her one text, but you’re right. I should have never showed her anything.”
“I wish you could have seen how crazy she went on me. I was not prepared for that at all,” I shuttered.
“I feel terrible. She would never have done that if I hadn’t said anything. I’ll talk to her,” Brady said.
I gasped drastically. “You’re still going to talk to her and be friends with her after the way she humiliated me?”
A panicky look appeared on Brady’s face. “Um, should I not?”
“I don’t know. Do whatever you want,” I said dismissively.
“What do you want me to do?” he asked and it sounded like he was getting impatient with me.
“I don’t care, but please don’t talk to her about me anymore. Thanks.” I knew I was being a brat, but at that moment I didn’t care.
Brady didn’t say anything so we just sat there in silence for a few minutes. Then I said, “I’m starving.”
“Do you want to get food?” Brady asked.
We ended up at a burger joint and got bacon cheeseburgers and fries. At one point, I sent Brady to get me more napkins and he left his phone sitting on the table. It started vibrating and I glanced at it and saw a ton of texts coming in. They were from Jenny. Since the phone was upside down I couldn’t read all of them, but one said, “I literally just can’t.” I wonder what he said to her.
Brady was kind of distant on Tuesday and I thought he was annoyed with me about what happened. Then I realized that that was ridiculous. He called me after work and invited me over so I got ready and high tailed it on over there. He was hanging out in the kitchen and I suddenly asked when his new roommate was moving in.
“New roommate?” he repeated, looking confused.
“Yeah, lawyer girl?”
“Oh. I don’t know about that-” Brady began.
“Yeah, it would be weird, right?” I cut him off.
I walked down the hall, yawning because I was kind of tired and I felt Brady following me closely. When I got to his room, I felt Brady’s hands rough on my waist.
“Oh, hello!” I said, giggling.
He started kissing my neck before I could even turn around. He stuck his hands down my yogas and grabbed my hips and ass before inching them down. I stepped out of my yoga pants so I was standing there naked from the waist down. Brady pushed me against a wall, moving my arms so my palms were flat against the wall supporting me. I heard the belt buckle jingle then felt Brady’s hand on my lower back and him slowly, slowly enter me. It was agonizing.
“Don’t tease me,” I instructed and he said okay.
It’s not his personality at all, but Brady is pretty dominant sexually. I kind of like it. It’s like his alter ego. We had sex against the wall then half way through I turned around and got on my knees to finish him off. I did that for a little bit before he grabbed my arm and pulled me back up so we could have sex again. He finally came inside me, which would be fine, but I missed like four or five days of my birth control pills and when I tried to catch up I got really nauseous and sick. So, I don’t think they’re even effective anymore? I didn’t tell him that though.
Afterwards we got in bed and I almost fell asleep, but Brady kept talking to me. So I sat up and talked back. At one point, he was showing me something on his phone so I grabbed it from him. Immediately it vibrated and a text notification dropped down. Guess who it was from? Daniela! And it was in Spanish so I have no idea what it said. What the fuck could they possibly be talking about? Hopefully she’s trying to find a way to quit that awful job and asking Brady for help.
Right after the Daniela text came in, his phone vibrated again and this time it said Hunter. I couldn’t even pretend not to see that one.
“You’re talking to Hunter again?” I asked.
“Yeah, did he text me?” Brady said, taking the phone back.
“That’s so good. How long have you been talking? What did he say?” I said excitedly.
“A few weeks. Um, his wife is pregnant.”
“Oh my gosh, she is? Wow! Now he really is stuck with her for life.” I couldn’t help thinking that Dom and I might be pregnant together. I should really figure out this birth control thing.
Anyway, Carly and Chris are moving at the beginning of next week so he sent out a group text letting us know that we will be going out on Friday (tomorrow) night. So I ordered an ice cream cake for the occasion (and because I love ice cream cake, duh!). It feels weird that Carly is moving across the country and we still haven’t talked so I should probably figure that out before they leave too. This is going to sound awful, but I haven’t even thought about her because I’ve been so busy with work and my own drama. I feel like the biggest bitch and obviously the worst friend.