Cleo looked over at Oscar as he slept beside her, her discarded fishnets under her on the bed. She was restless. Her eyes were damp, as well as her temples. The state between sleep and wake was the most truthful in her experience. The dream that she just had about Cadmus had not changed her experience at all.
She had been running from him in the dream—after they had made love. Cleo had made love to him from top to bottom with her mouth—his lips, his nipples, lower and lower until she reached his toes and then she ran away from him after she sucked his pinkie toe. Ashamed and sated, she hated herself for the feeling even still, woken up.
Cadmus had not been good for her. She broke up with him because they did nothing but fortify behaviors in each other that she did not want to enhance.
But she still missed him and loved him. It was obvious from her dream. If he called her in the middle of the night to talk to her, she would be there for him until she was watery-eyed and went to work a sleep-deprived mess. He needed to go over everything in his life with her, and she was too involved with him not to listen because she still cared about his every movement.
A notification flashed on her phone, she saw just the C and grabbed it because she wanted to know what he needed.
What he wanted.
You up?
Her eyes moved over Oscar, as she touch typed in reply to his text.
Yes—you okay?
I just wanted to run something past you…
She texted him about his newest quandary until she was exhausted and he finally texted he was falling asleep while texting her.
She lie on her side again looking at Oscar, and wondered if she really had anything to wonder about with him and Eliza, or was it because she knew that even while she was happy to be with Oscar she still had such strong residual for Cadmus? She and Cadmus were just friends now, but still, she had him in her life—needed him in her life.
She couldn’t cut the cord.
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WOW. I read this once and as I continued I substituted names for ppl I know and DAMN. You were writing about a part of my life once upon a time.
Very relatable. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has been in that situation.
Thanks for linking up 🙂
I love how you have worked a difficult prompt into your story 🙂
Rebel xox
I really enjoyed this. You are always so good at creating realistic characters and I liked your use of the dream 😊
A very subtle way to highlight the topic, thank you for sharing.
Sweetgirl x