I threw back my 7th shot as I listened to Rachel go on and on about her life. I knew I'd regret it in the morning but I quickly realized that i needed the alcohol to deal with the annoying girl in front of me.

I sighed as I listed to her ramble on and on about Kim and Kanye and how they were the latest "couple goals!"

I don't give a damn about Kim and Kanye, I just wanted to- "And Can you believe that Kanye started beefing with Ariana!"

Alright I've had enough of this. "Rachel, you're so beautiful. When I got home I couldn't stop thinking about you. Is it okay if we go somewhere quiet? Like maybe back to your place? I love talking to you but it's a little loud in here."

I could see her face turn a bright red in the dimly lit club. "Y-Yes of course!" I took her hand and led her to my car. "Aren't you drunk? Maybe we could call a cab or an Uber..."

I turned to her grabbed her face, aggressively pressing my lips against hers. I slid my tongue in her mouth, tasting the sex on the beach she had ordered. "I can't wait for them, please baby I need you."

The kiss made her weak against my defenses. She let her a small okay and we got into the car. I zoomed through the freeway as she directed me to her home. We stopped at a fancy apartment complex in the city.

We quickly got out in silence and quickly headed up to her apartment. We rushed inside and she pulled me to her room giggling.

She unzipped her dress, letting It fall to the floor. She wrapped her arms around my neck as she kissed me hungrily. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around me, gently rubbing against me.

I dropped her down on the bed, and unbuckled my belt, letting my pants drop to the floor with a quiet thump. Soon, the sounds of moans and skin slapping against each other filled the room.

"Fuck! Calix!" As I looked at her face, all I could see was Eleanor. My heart felt like it broke all over again. Guilt tempted me to stop but i refused. I Flipper her over on her stomach and continued.

She let out a cry of pleasure and I looked at her exhausted body, it'd probably been a little over an hour since we started, but I didn't have any intention of stopping any time soon. Being with her wasn't making me feel any better, only worse. I was determined to feel better through her body.

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I woke up to see Rachel snuggled into me. I would've much rather preferred it to be Eleanor and it was killing me. I felt guilty, but at the same time I felt what I did was justified. She'd started it. Flirting with the hotel employee, to kissing the guy at the party.

Prior to this, I hadn't had sex with anyone else after I met her. I'd decided to devote myself to her. While I was gone, being without her was the loneliest I've felt in a while. All for her to just mess with my emotions and make me crazy.

She was living a good life but the little whore clearly wanted more. To think that I played myself like that and let her get to me, it just pisses me off all over again. Love is just an intensified and fading lust. I can get over it, I think.

I got up and started putting my clothes on. "Calix? Where are you going?" I looked at her and said with a nonchalant tone "Home."

"Don't go, let me make you breakfast!" Is she being serious? I plastered on a fake smile "Baby I gotta go back home, sorry. Maybe next time."

I grabbed my belongings and left before she could say another word.