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Nikki Carson

@delicateflirt

Where do you run to when there's nowhere left to hide?? ~RP|21^|1R3!@ND~

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calendar_today01-05-2015 01:59:39

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-Ian! Leave. Me. Alone!” He held up his hand in a non-threatening manner. “I just want to talk, Nicole.” “Don’t you Nicole me. You knocked -

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-her up! You told me you hadn’t slept with her in months. Ugh.” Grabbing the first thing I could, a coffee mug and threw it at him. “Get -

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-out!” “Damnit, Nicole! Fuck. I’m not leaving until we talk about this.” “I have nothing to say to you. In fact, I’m going back to bed. -

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-You can let yourself out.” Scurrying back to the bedroom, I locked the door before Ian could follow. Of course, he knocked, begging me to -

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-let him in; and of course, I ignored him. I already knew work would be a bitch tomorrow, so I texted my boss that I had a stomach bug and -

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I'm an EEO follower. But if your snobby ass is only following thirteen people back with over 200 followers... Yea, not happening!!

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When I woke later in the afternoon, I peeked out of the bedroom door, before carefully padding down the hallway. Letting out a sigh of -

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-relief as I saw no trace of Ian. He’d finally taken the hint and left. But I knew the quietness wouldn’t last long; he’ll be back and I’d -

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-go back to ignoring him. I made my way back to my bedroom to check my phone; twenty-some missed calls and countless texts from Ian. A -

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-missed call from my boss, and a text asking how I was feeling. Once I replied to Mr. Preston, I read through the messages from Ian; they -

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-were all the same crap. “I’m sorry. I love you. Please talk to me. You’re scaring me.” Rolling my eyes, I went to take a shower. As I -

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-stood under the hot water, I felt nauseous again. I couldn’t get over what had happened. And I didn’t know which bothered me more; her -

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-being pregnant, or him lying straight to my face about having sex with her. Slumping down on the floor of the shower, I tried and failed -

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-to not cry. I could still hear Ian’s voice in my mind, telling me he loved me. That if things were different, he would be with me; -

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-not her. And now she had her claws in him for the rest of her life. I knew what I needed to do; I just had to prepare myself for it first.