As night time falls, Seraya and I sit in the parking lot of Main Event. With my phone in hand, I open my chat with Gian and proceed to send him a text.

Me: Wya?

Immediately, the message is read. Shortly after, he responds.

Twin😈👊🏾: Out with Zach, why?

Me: Lemme have the room to myself for an hour

Twin😈👊🏾:

I bust out laughing at the picture he used as a response. Then, I reply:

Me: Hollering 😭 stay off of twitter bro

Twin😈👊🏾: Nah cuz what you and Seraya finna get into? 😟

Me:. I'm finna get into Seraya, fuck you mean 😏

Twin😈👊🏾: Nasty bitch

Me: Preciate it 😎

I swipe out of our messages and slide my phone into my back pocket. Taking my car out of park, I drive across the lot. I wait for an opening before driving into the road and approaching the light.

"So what did he say?" Seraya asks, looking up from her phone.

"He said we can have the room for an hour." I respond.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see her putting her phone down. She leans over with a smirk painting her glossy lips. "An hour, huh?" She whispers into my ear, "Can't wait."

I wait for a shiver...that never comes. So to make up for it, I lick my lips.

Hm, that's weird.

Seraya then dips her head down to my neck. She kisses down the side of it and stops just above my collarbone. Sucking the skin into her mouth, Seraya drags her hand down my chest and my stomach, until it finally lands on my crotch.

Usually, there would be a change in my breathing pattern by now. By now, I would feel blood flowing to my dick. Instead, my breathing pattern feels normal and I'm soft. To mask my confusion to my body's response, I moan.

Leaning away, Seraya smirks and touches the mark she's left with her index finger. "Mine." She declares.

"Yours." I reply with a fake smile.

< Time Skip >

As soon as we get inside my dorm, I lock the door behind us and press Seraya into the wall within a flash. She gasps and then her lips form a smirk. I close the distance by kissing her. The kiss wastes no time getting dirty with my tongue entering her mouth and hers eagerly finding mine. Seraya wraps her arms around my neck and I move my hands to cup her breasts.

All the while, I'm not feeling how I usually do. I should feel something by kissing Seraya right now. I should feel something by touching her like this. Instead, I'm still soft. So although I don't show it, I'm mentally freaking out now.

Seraya takes the lead by pushing me towards my bed while still kissing me. When my legs hit my bed, I fall back onto my sheets. Seraya leans down to unbuckle my belt. She pulls the belt out of the loops, unzips my jeans, and pulls them down to reveal my boxers.

I watch her pause. She blinks repeatedly at my soft crotch, causing me to die inside. When her eyes finally meet mine, it takes everything in me not to cower into a little ball in front of her.

Standing upright, Seraya crosses her arms and says, "We need to take a break."

It's my turn to blink now. "What?" I question.

"Isaiah...there's no way from the car ride til now, you stayed on soft." She shakes her head in disbelief.

"I-I'm just not feeling it right now." I tell her.

"Bullshit. You're an open book. I would've known if your mood changed after Main Event." Seraya argues.

Now, my mouth is sputtering as I try to think of another excuse. Seraya lifts her hand to stop me, "Aht, aht, I don't care. When you find out what you like, come find me. For now, we're done."

Seraya turns to leave. I sit up with haste. As I zip and button my pants, I ask her, "What are you doing?"

"You really just killed my whole entire vibe, not gonna hold you." She replies, "Like I don't even wanna ride witchu. Imma call an Uber."

"Are you sure?" I question as I get up.

"Positive." Seraya answers quite sure of herself.

Before she can turn the knob, I'm behind her pressing my hand against the door. Seraya turns her head. She looks fed up with me, yet I still can't just let her take an Uber back to her dorm.

"I'm sorry that I made you mad and I understand you want nothing to do with me right now, but I wouldn't feel right letting you ride back to your dorm in an Uber. Let me take you home, please."

She stares at me for a long time before nodding. I grab my keys off the dresser and Seraya opens the door. Locking it back, I then follow after her. We exit the building and approach my car. We hop inside. I start the car and then join Seraya in putting our seatbelts on. Once settled, I pull out of my spot.

As I drive, I desperately wish for this tension to go away. Seraya and I both are naturally talkative people. When one topic ends, we start another, and we keep the conversation going. That's why we work so well. Right now, she's mad at me and when she's mad, she's silent. That's where we differ because when I'm mad, I will talk your head off about why I'm mad. I wish she was like me in that regard because this awkward silence is killing me.

When I pull up to her dorm, Seraya wastes no time getting out the car without saying goodbye or goodnight. I watch her round my car, walk down the sidewalk, and disappear inside the building. Letting my head fall against the steering wheel, I take a minute to control my emotions.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

Just yesterday, I was reminding myself what I had, a beautiful girl with a just as beautiful personality and body to match. There's no possible way I could give that up over some dick.

Welp, my body has proved that there is a possible way. I can't believe this is my life.

Forcing myself to pick my head up, I drive forward before turning around. I head out the parking lot. Then, I exit school campus and proceed to drive back towards my dorm.

When I arrive, I waste no time grabbing my keys and hopping out of my car. Locking the doors back, I walk down the sidewalk and into the dorms. Approaching my room, I use my key card to unlock the door.

I enter while rubbing my temples. I shut the door behind myself before kicking off my shoes. Whipping out my phone, I pull up FaceTime. I call Gian and on the third ring, he picks up with a confused expression.

"It hasn't even been thirty minutes. Y'all straight?" He asks.

"I wasted your time," I start, "You can come back now."

"Bro what happened?" Gian questions.

"Imma explain when you get here. For now, imma take a shower." I tell him.

"Ight, on my way." He responds as he grabs his keys.

We exchange goodbyes before the FaceTime call ends. Putting my phone on the dresser, I strip outta all my clothes. I gather them up, throw them in the hamper, and then enter the bathroom.

After 20 minutes, I'm out. I wrap my towel around my waist. Afterwards, I brush my teeth thoroughly for a minute or two. That's when I hear the door open. I quickly wash the toothpaste out of my mouth and head back into my room, where I see Gian located. He is sitting on the edge of my bed.

He raises a brow, waiting on me to start explaining. I shake my head as I walk over to my dresser. "Guess I gotta start from the beginning."

"The beginning?" Gian questions.

"Seraya, Lashawn, and I had a threesome." I blurt out.

I watch his eyes almost pop out of their sockets and his jaw drop. "Y'all had a what?!" He yells.

"A threesome. Last Thursday, right after the game." I recap while applying deodorant under my arms.

"What the fuck? Who initiated that?" Gian asks.

"Seraya because I guess she was looking for some aggressive sex and that's not my thing. So she got me to ask Lashawn and I did, thinking that he would the find the idea just as ludicrous as I did. The nigga agreed to it. Red flag number 1." I explain.

Gian leans forward, intrigued. I continue, "We got to his house and I'm over here thinking that we gonna be catering to Seraya right? Second red flag is when he kissed me-"

"He did what?!" Gian yells all over again.

"Yes bruh and then when I pushed him away, he talkin bout sum, "In a threesome, everyone gets attention." Red flag number muthafuckin 3 because after that, he was solely focused on me! The only time he was giving Seraya attention was when he was making her deepthroat me and then he kissed my nut outta her mouth afterwards!" I exclaim as I lather lotion into my hands.

"Nasty bastard - HOLLON! So if that's the only attention he gave her, that means-" Gian stares all wide-eyed at me, waiting on me to fill in the blank.

I close my eyes before answering, "He fucked me up. Real bad."

"AYOOOOO!" Gian hops up from my bed, runs into the bathroom, and slams the door shut.

As I start to lotion myself up, Gian comes out with a look of realization. "No wonder why you were limping like that on Friday! Lashawn is - he's - ooooh I hate that acting ass nigga!" He finally gets the words out and I felt the fuck outta that.

"The feeling is mutual." I nod.

"No like I cannot stand him! It's like the gay signs were always there, but he always keeps people second guessing because girls stay coming onto him and he'll flirt back every once in a while to throw niggas off. Ugh, give that nigga an Oscar!" Gian exclaims in frustration.

I nod after every sentence. Now that the cat's outta the bag, to one of my friends at least, I'm glad someone shares my sentiments. Lashawn is a villain!

"Wait a minute..." The look of realization flashes on Gian's face again, "Did yall fuck again after the party Saturday night?"

"For 6 hours straight, Gian." I confess.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" He hollers, "I'm friends with whores!"

"Not too fucking much." I glare, "But you see my dilemma now? Seraya found out that I cheated with him and was okay with it because at first I could excuse it as curiosity, but now that my body didn't react to her in the slightest, she's upset and understandably so. Ion wanna lose her, but that's no longer up to me physically."

"Yea that sucks, man." Gian says with empathy before going on to say, "Lashawn had a plan and  Seraya gave him the platform."

That makes me pause. "What?" I question.

Gian stares at me as if I'm dumb, "Obviously, he likes you."

"What?!" I frown, "Just because we fucked, doesn't mean he likes me now."

"Bro he's been messing with you for the longest now. Like yea he makes gay jokes with Zach and I from time to time, but you're the only one where he'll go out of his way to grab your chest, smack your ass, or just yesterday when he squat down to pull the rest of your shirt down when you were burned out." He explains.

"I-I...that explains why he immediately accepted the threesome invite in the first place." I admit to both Gian and myself.

"Exactly." Gian nods, "So if I were in your shoes, I would use this break as a time to experiment. Watch gay porn, masturbate differently than what you're used to-"

"Oh my God!" I slap my hands over my sacred ears.

He continues casually, "Flirt and have sex with niggas other than Lashawn and you'll find the answer to both of your questions. Am I no longer attracted to women? Do I like Lashawn back?"

I slowly pull my hands away from my ears. As his words register, I nod along. As much as it hurts to have Seraya mad at me, I need to figure myself out first.

"Thanks Gian." I tell him, "It felt nice to unload to you and you listened without judging me."

"Of course, I don't care who you love or sleep with, nigga, as long as they treat you right." Gian responds in a duh kind of tone.

"Thanks again." I nod with a smile. I just hope this talk goes as well with Zach when the time comes around.