Rewind

Two Years Earlier…

“Welcome! One second and I’ll be right with you.”

“Take your time,” I called back over to her. “I’m not in any rush.”

I studied the girl behind the counter, her long dirty blonde hair was in a neat high ponytail that swayed and swung as she moved around serving guests their drinks, then it was my turn.

“What will it be today?

“Preferably a liquid lullaby, ‘cause I’ve had one hell of a day.”

“My my, being a soldier boy too much hard work, specialist Sanchez?” The way she said my last name shook my core.

Interesting...

“You know the ranking system?” I couldn’t help but ask, I was curious.

“I’ve done my research. I’ve had a fair bit of soldier boys and girls find their way into the bar during my shift. I feel like you guys appreciate me respecting your rank.” she smiled cockily

“Now about that lullaby, Mr.…?” 

I was too busy appreciating her voice and beautiful, emerald green eyes but when I realized it was a question I answered immediately.

“Fernando! F-Fernando Sanchez.”

“Fernando huh?”

“You say it better.” I was too busy melting to realize how much of a dork I was being. 

“Well, Mr. Sanchez are we looking for a smooth slow intoxication type of lullaby or the fast-acting put you on your ass with a side of fire type of lullaby?” I raised my eyebrow. 

“The fast-acting if you don’t mind.” she scoffed and looked around. 

“Do you have any friends with you tonight? A designated driver?”

“You say that like your drink will get me sloppy drunk.”

She just stood firm as she waited for my answer expectantly, but I was planning on making the most of this challenge.

“How about this I’ll pay for three of your mixed drinks. If I finish all three without getting absolutely smashed then I deserve your phone number.”

“And if you lose?”

“If I lose then I’ll let you use my thumb to unlock my phone and call any of the people with emojis next to their name to come and pick me up. Deal?.”

“Deal.” 

Worst idea ever but I’m a lucky man I have my ways.

Sure enough, I failed the bet but got her number anyway I’m guessing out of pity, and what made it even funnier is that she called Gray to come to pick me up so I didn’t hear the end of it the entire ride back to base lucky for me he was in the area.

That’s the way fate works I guess.

When I woke up the next day my head was pounding. I checked my contacts out of pure curiosity and found her number on my phone with laughing emojis under the name: 

Luanne Dion.

So naturally, I decided to bother her.

So how did I do?

You failed horribly. Lol but

I see you made it back home safe,

that's good.

Really? Was I really that bad?

Yep, but I’ll give you an A for

effort and an even bigger F for

doubting me and my drinks.

Damn an F?

Yep, but you’re welcome to come

by and try to beat the challenge as

much as you like.

I got you next weekend, but for

now, I Gtg I have Pt. See ya next time.

We talked for about 4 months before I beat the challenge and asked her to be my girlfriend as the prize. Of course, I had to read her response when I woke up in the barracks the next day. Because I didn’t stay sober for long enough to hear it personally. She agreed to go out with me and that surprised me. I laughed to myself about it all day purely because I became close with her just like how I became close with two other friends. Gray is one of them. Only when I became friends with Gray I was a private first-class at the time and I had just come back home. 

I had challenged two strangers to a drinking contest and once I lost, the two strangers drank to see who would pay for an uber to get me home. Gray was the one who lost and took me to his place because I was too stupid and drunk to tell him where I lived. When I woke up he fed me some breakfast and kicked me out when the uber got to the front door. We met at the bar multiple times until we became good friends. I owe Gray so many favors from all the times he’s picked up the tab or helped cover for me when my girlfriends called wondering where I was or what I was doing.

I had all those favors that I owed him and the only thing that kept me honest to them was the tiny burn of guilt I felt for being the reason his girlfriend cheated on him… and died. Now, this happened before Luanne and I met and was while I was with another girl in fact even the bar we went to was different from the one Ludo worked at too, just so you know. I put an end to a four-year-long relationship between Gray and his girl and it only ended because his girlfriend wanted to know what fucking someone in a uniform was like. 

That isn’t even the worst part. The part that made it so much worse was that he knew she was cheating and he was asking ME for advice. The hour-long calls of listening to him cry and feel worthless made me feel so guilty, but that didn’t make me stop. It filled me with excitement and made me want more relationships like this. But the last night I saw his girlfriend was the last night she was alive. She was sucking my brains out when I put my phone on speaker and muted my side, she heard what Gray would cry to me about when he knew she would be out with another man, she stopped blowing me to listen to him cry over the phone and stormed out of the hotel room in tears the next morning he called me crying saying that she was dead. She had killed herself at some park where they first met or some bullshit like that. I don’t know, I felt kinda bad she was cute, and dying was such a waste. But once I started dating Luanne the games began again. She and any other willing woman I could get my hands on were fair game and if one ever chose to not continue with me due to guilt I would just replace them. As simple as that. Ludo was always too busy with work to notice what was going on. Her cluelessness fuelled my addiction. I loved this feeling, I wanted to feel it more, I needed to feel this rush of going undetected for as long as I possibly can. 

Present-day 

Gray now knows that I’m a cheater and was trying to expose me for it without any second thought or remorse. It had me a little shaken up but if I learned anything from two years of doing this shit, it is to deny, deflect, and defuse. Anything after that would only call for me to stay cool and not fold while I repeat the process. I have to admit though… it put both of my current relationships on thin ice. Then again I should have known he would be sensitive to cheating. I still can’t believe that he doesn’t know I’m the one with whom his girlfriend chose to cheat with.

Let it stay that way; a rich friend is a friend to keep. 

He can be sensitive around cheating all he wants, but one thing is for certain… he has no right butting in and threatening to ruin my love life. Gray had the audacity to threaten to tell both of the girls I’ve been dating what I’ve been doing. Choose one or the other? What type of sick joke was this? 

I wouldn’t even be mad if he somehow got Ludo or Audrey to cheat on me with him, maybe for once I could experience how it feels to be cheated on, to be betrayed, but no, he had to be a goody-two-shoes. 

That’s just how fate works I guess. I’ve had my fun with Ludo, maybe I could just dump her without an explanation.

She seems like the self-blaming self-destructing type anyway so I’m sure it would work fine. How hard could it be to break up with someone? Besides, Audrey is way more attractive. I shook the thought of her naked out of my head and started thinking. I brought a condom… and I have like what? Forty-five minutes? It’ll be cutting it close… but one last fuck goodbye could keep her from completely hating me. Just in case I wanna crawl back, you know? I strolled past Gray as he reminded me of the time I had left turns out I had three extra minutes… lucky me. Ludo was following me closely while we made our way to a private part of the beach. I needed to initiate things as fast as possible. I wonder if I should gag her first thing… or just before the end of our time. 

I guess it really doesn’t matter, her gag reflex is strong as hell. So I’d only be wasting time. I guess I’ll go visit Audrey after this… she knows how to do it right.

And before you ask. Hell no I don’t have any shame, that shit went out the window when I got a blow job from Gray’s girl while he showered with the bathroom door open. The only thing between us getting caught and him never finding out was a thin clouded shower curtain and the loud music he was listening to while I face fucked her. 

It’s a shame she’s dead though, she was a sexy Latina with wide hips, big lips, huge boobs, and black long shiny hair… She was one of the few girls who really knew how to milk me dry and still keep sucking. Too bad she couldn’t bear the weight of two dicks on her shoulders heh heh.

It's just the way fate works. How does that saying go? You win some, you lose some?