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It should've felt wrong, she should feel guilty about preparing herself for a man that wasn't her own.
Specifically the man that her boyfriend hates.
But she just couldn't bring herself to.
She was 18, graduation was getting close.
She needed that freedom that her chest ached for, she needed to finally live.
So, she pushed back on her jacket and zipped up her backpack before leaving the locker room and exiting the school through the gym doors.
She will live.
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Eddie leaned back against the wall, allowing the whiskey to take over his body.
He really wasn't supposed to be here, but she wanted him to be so fucking bad, how could he say no to her?
Besides, he wasn't gonna pass up seeing Chrissy dance in that tight little red long sleeve dress that was practically painted on her skin, the thought of her warming his body… or was it the liquor?
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There was no denying that Chrissy was attracted to Eddie, they'd been together for three years now, it was no secret that she was in love with him.
But right now?
In love wasn't even the term for it.
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Jason was a good boyfriend, well husband, when he needed to be, when he needed to prove that Chrissy needed him and him only.
However, he'd leave her to wake up at three in the morning by herself, wondering which girl he was sneaking around with this time.
But she couldn't be too mad at him when it came to infidelity, she had a few bones in her backyard too.
She dusted the imaginary dirt off of her matching baby blue blazer set, that same thin smile painting her face as if he didn't just raise his voice at her.
"Any work you would like for me to take to Mr. Munson?"
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Four names on the chalkboard, yet he could only stay put on one of them.
Christine.
But she liked Chrissy instead, and so did he.
He liked the way it sounded when she would present one of her very few projects to the class, or how it rolled off his tongue on the nights that she’s not there and he had to pretend his fist was her.
She was the only thing he could think about, and in the blink of an eye, his lips moved before his mind did.
"Chrissy."
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