M.A. Foster - Cougar

Cougar

Copyright 2019 by M.A. Foster

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Cover design: Ruben Carbonell

Interior Design: Abigail Davies at Pink Elephant Designs

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I cant believe were not going off to college together, my best friend says, hooking her arm through mine. We make our way up the driveway of her boyfriends house.

Elizabeth Liz Parker and I have been best friends our whole lives. Our mothers are childhood friends whod planned their futures together since they were little girls, from their weddings to their children. And like our mothers, Liz and I do everything together: hairstyles, clothes, cheerleading, and even double dates on Saturday nights with our boyfriends. We have an impenetrable bond that no one can ever break. And believe me, many have tried.

Since as far back as I can remember, Liz and I always had a plan for the future: graduation, college, marriage, buy a house next door to each other, and start our families. Shed have a daughter and Id have a son. Our kids would grow up and get married, and then wed fight over the grandkids.

But as of this afternoon, our plans changed.

Are you going to tell Mike tonight? I ask.

Liz lets out a defeated sigh, dropping her shoulders as she leans into me. I think Im gonna wait until tomorrow. Hes probably already drunk. She nods toward a rowdy group gathered in the front yard, drinking from their red plastic cups.

Liz has been dating Mike Easton since eighth grade. Mike has always been handsome with his wavy dirty-blond hair, crystal-blue eyes and charming smile. Hed had a crush on Liz since elementary school, but he was ridiculously shy. By the time we reached eighth grade, it was obvious he wanted to ask her out, at least to me. So I helped him get the girl, and theyve been together ever since.

My boyfriend, Chris, and I started dating in ninth grade, but wed been friends long before that. Our dads are both doctors and golfing buddies. Our parents think well be married one day.

I admit Id thought so, too.

But that was before I drove by his house this afternoon and saw him making out with Rebecca the whore Durant against her little red piece-of-shit sports car. Assholes.

My mother would say I shouldnt make assumptions because things arent always as they seem. But there was no mistaking my boyfriend practically dry humping someone, whom I thought was my friend, in broad daylight. Chris was cheating, and it most likely wasnt the first time. He sure as hell never kissed me like that.

I immediately felt stupid for thinking we were the perfect couple, or that Id had the perfect boyfriend who wasnt pushing me for sex.