Anita felt quite on cloud 9 these days. Guy was so sexy. Well, it was the least she could say about him.
She'd figured it out. Thanks to his help. He was everything she wanted. And yes, there were regrets. Lots of them. Especially with Sebastian, even Randy. Perhaps she felt the worst about that, taking advantage of Randy like she did. Drug induced and all. She wished she could take it back. But there was no going back. She was happy with Guy. Nothing could possibly go wrong now.
Her studies were up. Revisions practically done. No Lucas to bother with. It was just lovely. And Mia had rich Oliver who completely satisfied her need for Gucci and what ever prescription drugs she could get her hands on. It was really a spectacular circle. And there was poor little Theresa, all washed up. Sad, actually. But Anita didn't care.
Then there was Sebastian walking around like a lost lamb as of late.
"What is it?" Anita bitterly asked one day after school when they were both bundled up for a flurry that hadn't quite shown itsself. "Where is that sweet Randy of yours?"
"He says he's sick." Sebastian was practically mute about it.
"A likely story, you wouldn't believe him, now would you?" She scowled.
"Does it matter? What are we to you, anyway?" She sensed he thrived in their love hate relationship.
"Nothing really. I could do without, either of you." She snidely smiled.
"As if, we could possibly be a threesome." He shot back with an even more devious smile.
"In your dreams." She glared back.
"No, only in yours, only in yours." He left it at that, walking away as if he'd spit on her if she looked at him, again.
It was true, she honestly despised him even if perhaps it was the best intercourse she ever had. To bad, about the condom.
10 hours ago