Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Amorris: I bit you

heyOlive: You did

His response came quickly.

Amorris: Sorry

His concern confused me at first. Was he trying to remind me to hid the mark from Vincent?

He sent another message while I was still liguring out what to say.

Amortis: Are you home?

heyOlive: Yeah

Amorris: You should get some rest.

I didn’t reply. Instead, I deleted the conversation.

That was the end of that.

He didn’t send any more messages and neither did I.

I lied to Vincent, telling him I wasn’t home because I spent the night at Cinder’s place. Though I suppose that was at least partially true.

0004 In the days that followed, I was thinking about how best to end things

with Vincent. I didn’t expect to ever see Aaron again

One weekend, Vincent and I both said we’d be working late, but when my shift at the mall was over, I saw him outside a nearby bar. With Emily

I scoiled and made my way inside.

the counter and ordered a co*ktail.

me around his col lared shirt was loose and barely bulloned, exposing his chest Llowever, il wasn’t the same outil – he was wearing a polo shirt when he left the house. It definitely wasn’t

that made for extremely comfortable pillows at night I used to think of him as my personal pillow, but now I only saw him as a showroom

attractive, but he’d also been with plen

two were talking about. I just watched Emily cling to Vincent like a leech, and he didn’t look cager to push away such a piece

Emily so closely before. She had light hair and catty eyes, and even though she wasn’t very tall, she was still a triple threat.

t*ts against his shoul der as

here in public! I watched her tangle her fingers in his hair as he leaned in with one hand propping himself up on the seat and the other curling around her waist. At least they had the decency to spare everyone from watching

took out my phone and sent

done with work yet? I’m still at the

you come pick me

he didn’t

in my seat, focused my phone’s camera, and recorded a short video of him locking

and into my stomach, equal parts spi*y and bitter. It wasn’t the mellow flavor I was used to, so I couldn’t help but cough. Maybe it’s because I coughed so hard that

cried since I found out he’d cheated on me. Not until now. Is it because

.

today made me realize I

all.

very same man who’d wake up early to bake me m*ff*ns-who’d always buy skim milk because he knew

beautiful when you cried, I would’ve f*cked you until I got to

were suddenly gone, and in their

shed, but I still felt embarrassed. I didn’t want him to

with a cold voice.

heartless!” He feigned, tapping gently at the glass I was still tightly holding onto. “You know, memories of that night have

a second to take in what he was wearing a black shirt with, surprisingly, a closed collar. It was the most modest

women, but going every night like this can’t be healthy,” I

down to speak lowly

jerked away, grabbed my purse,

by the hand and laughed, nodding toward Vincent and

“And humiliate myself in