I used to date this dude named Bryan.
When we got together, it was explosive. Every second we were together was nothing more than an emotional mess. We fought more than anything else, but I did everything I could to force him to stay with me.
Because if he and I weren’t together, how could I spend time with his sister, Becky?
Now Becky, she was right up my alley. Everything I wanted was wrapped up in her hot self. She had confidence, sass, and her smile would take anyone’s breath away.
I was too proud to cut off Bryan, but I spent all my time with Becks.
He must have felt like chopped liver, but I was relentlessly devoted to her, every thought and dream leading right back to her smile.
That damned smile.
Bryan’s name may have been on my lips, but I wanted to be between Becky’s hips.
It’s funny, because I think the tables are being turned on me right now.
Simon, dear old husband of mine, seems to be doing what I did back in day. He pursued me, made me his, and it was sure as fuck explosive. No matter how much we fought, he made sure he forced me to stay his bride.
Because, after all, if he wasn’t linked to me, how could he ever get any face time with Luke Storm?
Yeah, Simon. I see through you.
Ole Hollywood is exactly the type of strapping lad you’d be into. You’re beguiled by his resistance to your charms. His confidence makes takes your breath away.
And we all know how charming that damned Real fucking Smile is.
But you’re too proud to cut me off. You keep this ring on my finger, but we don’t talk anymore do we?
You spend all your time on Luke, relentlessly devoting yourself to fucking with him. You poisoned him, tortured him, and did everything you could to destroy him.
Meanwhile, I’m over here feeling like chopped liver.
But just like Bryan was, I’m still here, Simon. I’m still your wife, the one you fought so hard to make so. No matter your reasons, we’re still attached, still connected by those marriage vows we took.
All of your focus on Luke is just a diversion, just a means for you to get what you want, but I’m going to say what Bryan told me.
What about me? What about Pyre?
What about what I want?
Because what I want is for you to be out of my life. But I know that can’t happen yet. So I’ll settle for another explosive fight, another jaunt down ass-kicking lane.
And you’ll be forced to find out what I was.
Because Luke, just like Becky, is just not that into you. You’re just another road block in front of him standing atop the mountain.
And when Luke finally climbs the mountain again, you’ll be all alone Simon.
Your Hollywood Wet Dreams will go up in flames, a burning effigy to your relentless devotion to Luke Storm.
But I’ll still be here, Simon. I’m always here.
All That Remains.