Page 19 of Charming my Best Friend

“Are you trying to think of a lie or-”

Her eyes started to well up with tears. “I was organizing a surprise for you, okay? But now everything is ruined.”

“That’s sweet,” I said. “And what about all the other times you were volunteering over the last few months? Were you organizing a special surprise for me then, too? Because Grandma Rose said she hasn’t seen you since March.”

She froze.

“And I checked my text messages, and you’ve volunteered at least eight times since then.”

She stared at me without blinking.

“And you’ve slept over at Bianca’s even more times than that.”

She pursed her lips.

I stood up. “So whatever the surprise is, he must be really special.”

“You’ve got it all wrong.”

“Who is he?” I asked, stepping up in front of her.

“There is no he.”

“Come on, Chelsea. I think as your boyfriend I have a right to know who the fuck you’ve been wearing your black panties for.”

Her eyes grew wide.

“I would never cheat on y-”

I slammed my fist down on the counter. “Enough!”

She leaned back.

I flattened my hand and took a deep breath. “Enough of your bullshit already,” I said. “Aren’t you tired of putting on this charade? Just fucking tell me what I already know.”

She shook her head.

“Tell me.”

“It was just one time.”

“With how many guys?” I asked.

“How dare you!”

“No,” I said. “How dare you! I trusted you. With everything.”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Yes I did.”

Her lips formed a straight line. “You might’ve trusted me with your money and your car keys and your family, but you never trusted me with your heart.”

“And it’s a good thing, too, huh? Cause it turns out it wouldn’t have been safe with a slut like you anyway.”

“I’m not a slut!” she said.

“Really? Cause I think that’s exactly what you are if you’d take my money and sleep in my bed and open your legs to someone else behind my back.”

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