Me:See you soon.
I dump my phone on the table in front of me.
This has become almost a daily routine as well. Amber comes over most nights and simply sits with me. She’s been here day in and day out. She’s been a great friend, especially since I can’t talk to my dad or Sophie. Dad doesn’t know exactly what happened, but he knows Kylie broke me.
Sophie went back to school. She eventually told me about Nash and how she felt about him. He fooled us both.Fucking liar.It pissed me off what he did to me, but I’m furious about how he treated Sophie. She loved that fucking cheat.
In the middle of my thoughts, Amber strides in. I gave her a key because she was always checking up on me, and it felt easier to allow her to come in as needed. It’s not like I need any privacy. I’ve not had sex in over two months. Longest dry spell since I first started fucking.
Amber glances down at my drink that’s almost empty and watches me finish it before taking the glass from my hand and returning with a full one.
Like I said, she’s been taking care of me.
We sit in silence for about thirty minutes while I drink and watch the game. When I finish my drink, Amber gets me another. I don’t want to talk tonight, and she hasn’t pushed it until now.
“Leo. There’s something I need to speak with you about.”
“Okay. Talk,” I say, noticing her pout.
She takes a deep breath, and it pushes her breasts out. She’s wearing a sweater with a deep V in the neck that shows off her cleavage.
Staring at her breasts, my cock twitches before I snap my eyes to her face. She gives me a small smile, then her expression grows serious.
“I was a little concerned when you told me you were going to reach out to Kylie, so I went to see her today. I wanted to talk to her about you before she had the chance to hurt and lie to you again. I was only trying to help, but I never spoke to her because, Leo…” she hesitates, “… she was with Nash, having an intimate dinner. They were cozy. They’re together now.”
That grabs my attention and pisses me off.
What the fuck? So much for her claims of nothing happening between them.
Liar.
“You’re telling me that they’re together now,” I stand abruptly and become a little lightheaded and unsteady, so I quickly sit back down.
Fuck, my drinks are hitting me quicker than usual.
Amber pulls her phone out of her purse and plays on it for a moment. She hesitates when she peeks at it, then faces it toward me.
There’s a picture of Nash and Kylie sitting together at a restaurant.
My heart cracks.
After, she takes the phone before showing it to me again. There’s another picture of them, but in it, he’s holding her hands on the table.
Another break in my heart. I reach up and rest my hand over the pain in my chest.
She shows me more pictures, and each time, it hurts more.
I’m angry and hurt, but there’s also a calmness overcoming me.
Amber shows me one more picture. In it, Nash has Kylie in his arms, and they’re embracing.
Crack.
My heart shatters. I never thought the two people I trusted the most were the people I should have never given my trust to.
I put my hands on my head and my elbows on my knees.
I’m broken.