duff

Look, I__e already fucked you twice. You don__ have to flatter me. Besides, I love my friends way too much to trade them in for the sake of looking hotter.___eriously?___eah. I mean, Casey has been my best friend since, like, forever, and she__ the most loyal person I__e ever met. And Jessica_ well, she has no idea about me and her brother. We weren__ friends back then. In fact, I didn__ want to know her after Jake and I split, but Casey said it would be good for me, and she was right_ as usual. Jessica can be a little ditsy, but she__ the sweetest, most innocent person I know. I could never give either of them up just to look good. That__ make me a real dumbass.___hen they__e lucky to have you.___ just said not to flatter-_____ being honest._ Wesley frowned at the mirror. __ have only one friend-one real friend. Harrison is the only guy who will be seen with me, and that__ because we aren__ trying to attract the same audience, if you know what I mean._ A small smile spread across his lips when he turned to face me. __ost people will do anything to avoid being the Duff.___ell, I guess I__ not most people.

Wow,_ Wesley said. We were lying in his bed only a few minutes after we__ finished, with a foot or more space between our bodies. __ definitely wasn__ expecting that.__od, he ruined everything when he talked. Annoyed, and still wading through the emotional repercussions, I sneered. __hat? Ashamed that you screwed the Duff?___o._ I was surprised by how serious he sounded. ____ never ashamed of anyone I sleep with. Sex is a natural chemical reaction. It always happens for a reason. Who am I to dictate who experiences the joy of sharing my bed?_ He didn__ see me roll my eyes as he continued. __o, I just meant that I__ shocked. I was honestly starting to believe that you hated me.___ do hate you,_ I assured him, kicking off the covers and moving to pick up my clothes.__ou must not hate me too much,_ Wesley said, rolling onto his elbow and watching me dress. __ou did pretty much throw yourself at me. Generally, hatred doesn__ inspire that kind of passion.__ pulled on my T-shirt. __elieve me, Wesley, I definitely hate you. I was just using you. You use people all the time, so I__ sure you understand._ I buttoned my jeans and grabbed my alligator clip from the nightstand. __his was fun, but if you ever tell anyone, I swear I__l castrate you.

You know it__ true.___ven if it is,_ I cried, __hat does it matter? You could sleep with anybody, Wesley. So what if I walk away? So what if I have feelings for you? I was just a screw to you! You would never actually commit to me. You could never commit to anyone, but especially not to Duffy. You don__ even find me attractive.___ullshit,_ he growled, his eyes on my face as he moved closer to me again.He was so close. My back was pressed to the wall, and Wesley stood only inches away. It had only been a week, but it felt like ages since we__ been in this kind of proximity. A shiver ran up my spine as I remembered the way his hands felt on me. The way he__ always made me feel wanted, even if he had called me the Duff. Did he? Did he find me attractive despite the nickname? How? Why?__hen why would you call me that?_ I whispered. __o you know how much it hurts? Every time you call me Duffy, do you know how shitty it makes me feel?__esley looked surprised. __hat?___very time you call me that,_ I said, __ou__e telling me how little you think of me. How ugly I am. God, how can you possibly find me attractive when you put me down all the time._ I hissed the last words through gritted teeth.__ didn__-_ His eyes fell, staring at his shoes for a moment. I could tell he felt guilty. __ianca, I__ sorry._ He looked into my eyes again. __ didn__ mean-_ His hand reached out to touch me.__on__,_ I snapped, shrugging away from him. I slid to the side and stepped away from the wall. I wasn__ going to be cornered. I wasn__ going to let him have the power here. __ust stop, Wesley.__t didn__ matter if some part of him found me attractive. That didn__ change things. I was just another girl he__ slept with. One among many.__ didn__ mean anything to you,_ I told him.__hen why am I here?_ he demanded, turning to face me again. __hy the hell am I here, Bianca?