Shit, what had I done?

The way sam made me feel was amazing, whenever I saw her my heart leapt. Yet there was something, deep inside, niggling in my brain. Frankie.

Ever since she had come back things had started going wrong, Alastair had turned into an idiot, I’d almost screwed up twice with sam and then there’s all the shit with Jay. I did wonder if any of this would have happened this way if she’d never come back.

But I’m glad she did. I’d missed her when she’d been away. she was the first girl I’d ever loved. she was a huge part of my life, and when she disappeared it had broken my heart. I’d worked so hard to mend it, to meet someone who wouldn’t fuck me over.

What had I just done?

I’m with Sam. I know Frankie is bad for me. But then why did i do this? What does this mean?

Frankie was just as good in bed as I had remembered, but maybe that came with all the practice she’d had. She’d always dealt with her shit by having sex. Would this turn in to just one more of her hit and run’s? was I just another victim? Shit.

But she loves me, right? she said so after all.

Oh god, what if she gets angry that I’m going back to Sam now? Frankie knows that we would probably never work, but what if she was spiteful? she couldn’t be, could she?

Oh god, she wouldn’t tell Sam would she?!

Oh God, this is aweful!

I love Sam, i really do, but there’s part of me that still loves Frankie and to be honest I think I always would a little.

say sam found out. I’d get hurt again. she wouldn’t forgive me, not after I’d already lied to her for Frankie.