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Unknown Binding
First published November 15, 2012




I hated him with every fiber of my being. I would always love him, but I hated him with so much passion that I knew I would never be able to forgive him.


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The idiot was having sex in the bathroom of our mutual friend’s house and he didn’t want to get caught.
The moaning continued and I heard the girl beg, “Harder...harder!” Lan followed the begging up with a barked, "Shut up!"
I watched as Destiny, Bitch-From-Hell, Tarson, the school whore, walked out with a satisfied smile on her face. When she saw me, that smile immediately turned evil.
And there he was. Landyn...Lan. My Lan.
Finally, Destiny broke the spell when she spoke, “Ignore her, Lan. Let’s just go back to the party.”
“I hate you, Landyn. I don’t want to hear anything you have to say to me. I never want to hear the sound of your voice again.”
“How long have you been fucking her while you were fucking me, huh? Is she the only one? Were you at least considerate enough to use protection?”
“But you really need to watch how you speak to me and don’t ever grab me like that again.” I stared him down for a minute.
“No!” he shouted so violently at me I sank back into my chair. This was a scary Ryan I didn’t know. “I don’t want him near you, Lex! You put on this act like you have everything under control when really you’re still just as childlike and immature as you were when you got pregnant! Hell, even when I met you!”
“You left me! What you did to me...God! How dare you blame me! You forced me to leave you. I never would have left you. They would have had to drag me away by my hair kicking and screaming before I EVER would have left you! You fucked a slut in a bathroom while I was standing outside the door listening! You made me leave!” I suddenly became conscious of the fact that I was now shouting and shaking uncontrollably.
I was no better than Destiny.
“You son of a bitch,” I hissed. “I can’t believe I just let you hurt me again. You used me-” I said in an embarrassingly tormented voice. “I hate you.”
He countered, “I didn’t want you seeing your ex. I’m worried about what’s going to happen between you two and I honestly think you’re stupid enough to go back to him. It’s making me crazy.”
“Ryan, you’re hurting me. Let go.” His grip tightened and his eyes blazed. “You’re hurting me,” I screeched.
He was gutting me. “I didn’t realize the connection we shared was that weak...weak enough that all it took was a whore to make you doubt me. I don’t want to hear anymore,” I whispered.
I looked at Lan who shifted uncomfortably in his seat and I was pissed.
Destiny was walking out of Landyn’s office, with Landyn trailing close behind. “Are you fucking shitting me?” I screamed.
“Everything fucked up in my life is because of you. You just can’t stop being a whore, can you?” Her eyes shut and her nose scrunched up like I’d inflicted a wound.
All the while, he continued to comfort Destiny while she was half propped up on his thigh.
“You know what, Landyn? Go to hell! You no longer exist to me. I never would have imagined telling you this way, while the slut you cheated on me with twice – that I know of – is laid out on the floor between your thighs, where you so clearly want her at all times.”
“I was five weeks pregnant and in this exact same situation the last time I caught you. At least this time, I won’t live with the regret of not telling you that you’re about to be a father.”
“I love you Lexi. You’re going to be mine for the rest of your life. You’ve always been mine.” His voice was firm. “I’m not afraid to admit how much I need you, baby. I was afraid before, but I’m not now. I won’t hurt you again. Ever,”

“You think this is funny? Did you like him touching you?...Take off your clothes,”
“What?”
“I’m feeling the need to mark my territory and I want you right here. Right now.”
He treated me like I was his heart; like he needed me to exist; like he'd do anything in his power to make me happy.
I just showed my true colors by hoe-bagging it around with my baby daddy.







