The Hazards of Sex on the Beach(6)

By: Alyssa Rose Ivy



“And you’re okay with that?” Juliet turned to look at me.

“Yes. He asked for my number, and I said no.”

“Wow. That’s really not like you.” Juliet messed with her chipped nail polish.

“Guys, it was good. It was exactly what I needed. I made such a big deal about losing my virginity to Aaron, but now he’s not the only guy I’ve been with. It’s better this way. Sex doesn’t have to be the big deal I made it.”

Mallory and Juliet exchanged a look.

“So who wants dinner?” I wasn’t about to let my friends rain on my parade. I’d done something absolutely crazy, and I felt good about it. Who cared that I’d thought about Chase every day since, or that he was now in my dreams?

“Do you want to go out or would you rather we ordered in?” Mallory gave Juliet another look.

I knew what her question was really asking. “I’m not going to hide out in my room for the next four months. He’s the jerk who’s been sleeping around on me.”

Mallory paled. “Of course. That’s not what I meant. I just didn’t know if you’d feel like going out.”

I sat up. “Let’s go to Al’s.”

Juliet gave me a ‘you’ve lost your mind’ look. “To eat? You want to eat at Al’s when you’re sober?”

“You guys do serve pizza there.” The pizza place that Juliet worked at and Reed managed was notorious for its awful pizza but great beer. It was also a go-to hangout, and there was a good chance a bunch of Kappas (i.e. guys from Aaron’s frat) would be there.

“Okay, I get what you’re doing.” Juliet stood up. “I know you want to show the Kappas you’re not afraid. That’s great. Absolutely great, but couldn’t we at least eat somewhere else first and then go out for beer?”

“Yeah. That’s a great idea.” Mallory nodded enthusiastically. “We could even just grab something at the student center.”

“Nope. We’re doing this.”

“Let it be known that I’m only doing this because I love you.” Juliet zipped up a hoodie sweatshirt. January evenings in Charleston often dipped down into the forties.

“If it’s good enough to serve to paying customers, surely you can handle eating a slice tonight.” I decided to forego a sweatshirt. My cable knit sweater would do the trick. If there was a chance I’d run into Aaron, I wasn’t going to do it looking frumpy. He needed a reminder of what he’d lost.

The walk over to Al’s was short, but it felt longer than usual that night. A mix of nerves and the cold made every step seem difficult.

“He might not even be there.” Juliet looped her arm through mine.

I leaned into her side. I may have had a jerk ass for an ex-boyfriend, to use Juliet’s term, but I had awesome friends. “He finally stopped calling, so I’m guessing he got the hint.”

“It was either that or the nut shot from Juliet.” Mallory looped her arm on my other side. “Reed had better be careful not to piss her off.”

I smiled imagining Juliet’s ninja moves. “You guys should have heard the first few messages. He didn’t even try to deny it. Instead he tried to rationalize it.”

“Rationalize it how? How could he possibly explain that?” Mallory scrunched up her face.

“Oh, Aaron tried. First it was all her fault, she just wouldn’t stop pushing him. Then there was the ‘we have history’ excuse, and then finally the best one: it’s good you caught me. Now we can move on.”

Juliet stopped short. “He didn’t. He actually said that?”

“He did. He actually thought I’d want to stay with him.”

“Arrogant prick.” Mallory started moving again which meant we all did.

“I don’t want to see him, but I know it’s bound to happen. I still don’t know what I’m going to say to him.”

Juliet held out her hand palm up. “Just tell him to go fuck himself.”

“Juliet!”

“What? It’s not like he’s going to be getting any action.”

“He will if he wants.” I pulled my arms back and crossed them over my chest. I regretted my decision to leave my sweatshirt at home. “Plenty of girls like him.” I’d had to swallow down my annoyance at girls throwing themselves at him more than a few times.

Mallory laughed, and I knew something was up.

“What? What did you guys do?”

“Who us?” Juliet gave me a sheepish look. “Nothing.”

“Out with it.” I didn’t care what they did, but I still needed to know.

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