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    Like A Million Parachutes – (Chapter: Chapter One)

    Story written on September 13, 2008 by ianwhitia.
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    After two years apart, do they still have a chance?

    “Could I maybe see you?  I just miss you, you know?  As friends.”

    “Yeah, I’ll call you.”

    “That’s not really a good idea.”

    “Meet me at our spot on Wednesday morning then.”

    “Okay.”

    “I really have to go.”

    “Bye Spence.”

    “Bye sweetheart.”

    Deep breath.  This is really not a good idea.  Just friends…just friends…just friends…

    And I fall back to sleep.

    The next thing I know, a very angry Lindsay is in my room.
    “Wake the fuck up!!!”

    “What?  What’s going on?”

    “Umm, hello.  I went to the studio to surprise you with Starbucks and you weren’t there.”

    “I’m sorry…my alarm must’ve not gone off.”

    “Whatever.”

    “Get in with me?”

    A smile replaces the frown and she sheds her clothing and crawls in bed with me.  She cuddles next to me, resting her head on my shoulder and begins running her fingertips down my arm, to rest on my waist.

    “Forgive me?”

    “Of course.”

    Before I know it, I’m on top of her.  Fucking her.  I make her cum, and she falls asleep.  It really means nothing for me, I just do it to make her happy.  The truth of it is, I haven’t really came since my high school days with Spencer.  Spencer…  I too drift asleep and wake up to Lindsay gently shaking me.

    “Get up babe…”

    That whine drives me up the walls.

    “Baaaaaaabe.”

    “Ugh…what?”

    “What do you want to do today?”

    “I don’t know.”

    “Well figure something out!”

    “I DON’T KNOW!  You’re miss socialite, figure something out yourself…shit…”

    “Fine.  You know you’ve been really bitchy lately.  What’s the deal?”

    “Nothing.”

    “I want you to come to my family’s house for Thanksgiving.”

    “What?  Wait…no…no…no.”

    “Why not?”

    Because I’m going to see the girl I should be with now.

    “Because my mom called yesterday night and we’re actually going to have a family Thanksgiving this year.  Kyla’s going to be in town with her mom and my mom’s actually going to try to be normal for once.”

    “Oh.  Why didn’t you invite me?”

    “Because I’m sure there will be drama.  I’d rather just go and get it over with.”

    “Okay.  Well, I’m leaving on Monday to go home.  Can you take me to the airport?”

    “Of course.”

    “So what are we going to do today?”

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