Page 58 of Breathing Without You

I’d like to say I’m more obsessed than you are… you have no idea, Emerald you’re mine and no one else’s. No, if you would have been awake I would’ve said fuck the tattoo and stayed home to be in that tight pussy of yours.

Emerald

Thanks now I’m going to work with wet panties and horny. Thanks babe.

Emerald

No I’m convinced Lisa just feels bad for her and only gave her the job due to knowing her family. I gotta leave for work now. I’ll text you when I get there.

Creedence

Damn, Sugar, why do you have to tease me like that? Making my cock hard right before I’m about to go back to tattooing.

Creedence

Can’t wait to feel how wet that pussy is and I can’t wait to taste you ;) Drive safely. Love you, Emerald.

Emerald

Fuck… now I’m gonna have to deal with a wet pussy and wet panties all night. Might have to sneak to your truck and fuck you on break. ;) Love you babe.

I stand up to walk towards my car when I hear a noise next door, I look up to a yelling Axton on his phone and stand there with a concerned look on my face. He has been staying at his girlfriend’s house so it’s almost like he doesn’t even live with Creedence anymore. I’m curious what’s wrong though and way too nosey not to stand here and listen.

“No, if you wouldn’t have cheated this wouldn’t be over,” he yells into his phone as he rests his elbows against his jeep, his back facing me. I feel bad listening into his conversation, but I need to see if he’s okay.

“No, I don’t fucking care if you’re crying or heartbroken. You don’t think I’m fucking heartbroken, god you fucking destroyed me. Dude, I wanted to fucking marry you and you fucking cheated.” He pauses I’m assuming to listen to what she has to say. “No, I refuse to fucking take you back. Fuck off stop calling me actually delete my fucking number. Better yet, I’ll just fucking block your ass.” He hangs up the phone and does something on his phone, I’m assuming blocking her like he said he would. I clear my throat as he turns around.

“Fuck, I didn’t see you there, I’m assuming you heard the whole conversation?” He puts his head down with a sad look on his face.

“Nah, just part of it.” I look away feeling awkward and like an ass for just standing there and listening when it wasn’t my business. “Sorry for listening to you. I was getting ready to get in my car cause I gotta get to work and I heard you yelling, it scared me for a second cause I didn’t know what was goingon. I thought something was wrong.” Oh my god I’m such an idiot. I bring my hand to my face shaking my head. “I mean there was something wrong, but I thought something was wrong with you.” What the fuck is my problem, could I dig myself any fucking deeper?

“Goddamn I’m an idiot, I’m sorry I’m literally just digging my hole deeper as I talk to you. I’m such an ass. He looks up and smirks at me, he’s got a nice smile, not that I’m checking him out but it’s hard to miss that he’s attractive. He’s crazy tall he’s gotta be at least six foot five, maybe I’m exaggerating but I swear I heard Creedence who is fucking tall too. say that he was that height. He’s covered in tattoos, which is hot. Tattoos are my weakness. It’s hard to tell the color of his eyes from here but his lashes are so dark it makes his eyes pop whatever color they are. His beard really makes him look like the bad boy that he, Creedence, Carsten and Chase paint themselves to be. Bears are also my weakness. Fucking hot. Overall Axton is an attractive man. He’s not my type but he’s hot and I’d have no problem admitting that if Creedence asked my opinion of him, I’d have no issues telling him he has hot friends. Obviously, a relationship isn’t based off of just looks but who would want to cheat on him? How could anyone cheat in general, I could never. Even if I wasn’t with Creedence and I was in a committed relationship, I could never imagine doing that to someone, my heart breaks for him.

“I’m sorry I hope you get what I’m trying to say.” I shake my head. Feeling like such an idiot.

“Yes, I do, it's okay. You don’t have to apologize; this is an awkward situation.” He’s standing there putting one hand in his pocket while pushing his other hand through his already messy hair. You can tell he’s heartbroken, I mean who wouldn’t be, but you can tell he’s trying to keep it together with the sad look on his face.

“This is going to be such a dumb question that I’m going to ask but as one of your best friends’ girlfriends I need to be nosey and ask.” I chuckle a little hoping that lightens the mood and he chuckles bringing his hand down over his face and then sliding it into his left pocket. He stands there with both hands in his pocket while rocking back and forth on his feet. You can tell it’s a nervous habit that he can’t control especially right now in the awkward situation we both caught ourselves in.

“Are you okay?” I pause. “I know that is such a dumb question to ask but I can’t leave for work without asking you that.” I look down at my phone. I have to leave in the next minute or I’m going to be late, although Lisa would understand she loves the boys and wouldn’t hold it against me if I explained.

He lets out a long sigh bringing his right hand out of his pocket and brushing it through the other side of his hair. “It’s not stupid, it’s a natural reaction when someone knows someone isn’t okay. That's like the first thing they want to ask no matter how stupid it might be at that moment, so I’m not upset that you’re asking it. I appreciate it.” He lets out another breath like he’s been holding it. “Right now. FUCK.” His voice grows a little louder. Not quite a yell. “I’m not okay, I feel like my whole world just came crashing down, but will I be, okay? Maybe not today or tomorrow.” He looks down sounding like he’s getting choked up. “Goddamn, three fucking years of my life wasted.” He lets out a small, sad laugh. “I was gonna fucking marry her.” He lets out an angry laugh. “I loved her more than anything, at least I thought I did. But now, not so much.” He stops again, struggling with what to say next. “Fuck this sucks, never thought I’d wake up this morning to find out she was cheating. Sorry I know you gotta go. Thanks for listening to me.” He sighs putting his hands back in his pocket, with a look on his face that is so fucking sad it breaks my heart. I can’t just leave here without hugging him. I don’t know him as well as I’d like to, he’s not a stranger but withhow much time he’s spent at his girlfriend's house, I can’t even remember the girl's name. I had only met her once, not that it’s important now. But I still feel the need to comfort him. I know I’d probably want a hug in this situation. I slowly walk towards him and laugh a little.

“Sorry, this might be awkward.” I hold my arms out and he comes in for a hug wrapping his arms around me. I pat him on the back. “You might not think it’s going to be okay, but it will be eventually. I wish I could say more or could say something to take away what you’re feeling right now, but I hope at least my hug can help ease some of your heartache.” I pause. “Text Creedence, he’s going to be coming up to my work for some lunch, you don’t need to be alone right now I’m sure he would love the company,” I tell him as I pull away from the hug.

“Thanks for that, I appreciate it. I’ll think about it.” He sighs a long sigh brushing his hand through his hair again. “I think right now I just need to be alone for a little bit.” He gives me a sad, barely there smile.

“Well, you know what to do if you don’t want to be alone. I hope your day gets better.” I give him an awkward smile because that was probably the dumbest thing I could have thought of saying to him. Fuck, I don’t do well with awkward situations.

“Thanks, have a good day at work.” He starts walking up the driveway and hitting the lock button on his keys.

“Thanks, I’ll try,” I say as I walk back over to my car quietly cursing to myself because I’m officially late for work. Hopefully Lisa understands.

I pull out of my driveway quickly, driving a little faster to work than normal hoping I don’t get stopped by any of the asshole cops in our town. It’s like once you get pulled over one time, they’re always on the lookout for you even if you’re not a bad person. It’s a small town so they don’t have much to do besides harass everyone and I hate it.

“Of course I get stuck at EVERY. FUCKING. RED. LIGHT,” I yell to myself and once the light turns green the driver in front of me sits there for a few minutes before they decide to start moving.

“C’mon asshole, DRIVE,” I yell because I’m already ten minutes late and not in the mood for stupid drivers. Okay I might be a little extra bitchy from just being late but still I usually get road rage pretty easily especially when people sit there and don’t pay attention to green lights, or when they drive under the speed limit. I turn the corner a little quicker than I need to and fuck. I hurry up and slow down because I see a cop clocking people in the parking lot to the left of me. I start to sweat hoping he didn’t see how fast I turned that corner and of fucking course, just my luck he pulls out behind me. I put both of my sweaty palms on the wheel and pray he’s not going to turn his lights on. I shut my eyes tightly at the next light and pray they just leave me alone. I have one more turn and I’m at work that’s it. But no, as soon as the light turns green… Guess what? The fucker turns his lights on pulling me over. I pull over into the parking lot next to me not wanting to block traffic and put my car in park.

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