Story so far... (Guy Two) - Part Two

To clarify, my story starts way before guy one’s which is why it’s at least twice as long. My apologies if this bothers anyone (that is if anyone is actually reading this).

To recap, ‘Laura’ and her ex had issues. I grew less interested. It seemed as though I was back at square one, my search would have to begin anew. Girls that drew my interest came and went with startling rapidity (which goes to show that looks alone are not enough). Times were bad.

To continue, despite the disturbing closeness of ‘Laura’ and her ex ‘Will’ I was still talking to her. She’s good to talk to. I wasn’t just going to ignore her. It would seem that she was not entirely happy with the current situation. I suggested a few things, mainly involving the dispatching of the ex. A few times I sensed the hint of a flirt underneath her friendly words. She started telling me things that no-one else was told. I became a bit of a confidante. Things were looking up.

Then something happened that almost destroyed my faith in girls entirely. The gossip on the street was that my beloved ‘Laura’ had been seen at the local bar “making-out” with some guy. “Never!” said I, rather foolishly thinking that she wouldn’t stoop to such a level. Sources were tapped. Informers questioned. Basically, I asked her directly. As it turned out, thanks to the miracle of alcohol, she had indeed made-out with someone. A guy with a girlfriend no less. Horror. She regretted it, of course, as most people do. The part of me that was focused on girls started fraying at the edges. Cracks appeared. Interest waned yet again.

More time passed before I fully forgave her lapse in judgement. Nothing showed on my calm exterior however. I shared my worries with a work mate. Sympathy was offered. Normality was returned. It seems strange to me now that I didn’t give up on her. There was something about her though that allowed me to give her a final chance to prove herself worthy. Most likely her insanely good looks, I am a bit of a sucker for her at the moment.

Recently more interest has been shown towards me. Flirts are flying around more than before. She has hinted that she would be interested in a “fun relationship” with someone but that she tends to fall for people easily. A possible point of access into a relationship. I have received unrequested texts and phone calls from her. Not that I complained obviously. Why only yesterday she was disapointed not to be able to see me when we could have met up. However, always in the back of my mind lurks ‘Will’ and the hold he still has on her. Keeping her for himself. An accident may have to be arranged. I jest, of course, but it is an entertaining thought.

Thus we have made it, finally, to the present. I have shortened it as much as I feel possible whilst also keeping it fairly story like. Just the facts seemed a little dull to me. I have left out many minor instances where my interest decreased. Missing too, are a fair number of things which made the whole thing seem possible along the way. The flirting, the texts, a phone call or two. These are not interesting enough for such a large recounting. Some might wonder, myself included, why I still have hope for this girl, this temptress. The fact of the matter is that I am interested whether I like it or not. No other girl has emerged to take her place. She holds onto the top spot. A better behaved, less complex girl might be able to wrest the position from her, but there is a noticeable absence of such girls.

My unscheduled, weekly blog should be infinitly shorter than either part of this story. So fear not. Readers will not have to dredge through endless waffle. This is mearly a long introduction to get you up to speed. Information might become a bit scarce are some points and possibly pedantic but it all builds the picture of how the girls me and my friend are interested in are slowly destroying our lives.
Enjoy.