"Why are you doing this? Your just going to ruin her life."

Tiffany's words ran through my head over and over in my head as I stood in front of my girlfriend's hotel room door. It was true. When I told Crystal I had been cheating on her with her best friend, she would hate me. Not only me, but Tiffany as well. I doubt she would be able to trust again. What with me coming in between her and her best friend.

But, I couldn't help it. It happened the night Tiffany and I met....

---Flashback---

"Ricky, baby, this is my best friend, Tiffany," Crystal smiled towards her best friend, gripping my hand tightly.

"Nice to meet you, Tiffany," I extended my free hand to the blonde beauty.

"Nice to meet you, too, Ricky," my name sounded so sweet on her lips as she shook my hand.

"Tiff is training to be a wrestler, too, baby," my girlfriend of 3 months told me, smiling brightly.

"Oh is that so?" I smirked towards Tiffany.

"Yeah, maybe you could help me sometime. I'd love to have some lessons from a big strong man," the blonde standing before me smirked back.

Was she doing what I think she was doing? Was she coming on to me? I think she was... and I liked it.

"Hey, guys I'm gonna go get a drink! You all want one?" Crystal asked excitedly.

"Sure, get me a beer. Thanks babe," I leaned down and kissed my girlfriend.

"I'll have whatever your having," Tiffany smiled at her best friend before Crystal skipped off towards the bar.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," the blonde diva in training said before she slowly started to walk away.

She turned around with a smirk. "You can come back with me if you want."

---End Flashback---

That was the first night it happened. While my beautiful, sweet, and all around perfect girlfriend was getting us all drinks, I was in the bathroom with her best friend, making love to her.

I know, I know. It was a terrible thing to do. But what can I say? If you ever met Tiffany in a club, and she invited you to the back with her, you'd have to be insane not to go with her. And I wasn't insane. Which is why I know that I had to be honest with Crystal.

I took a deep breath and let it out before lightly knocking on the wooden door. A moment later, the door came open, and my dark haired beautiful girlfriend opened the door. Her face brightened when she saw me. God, I hated to be the reason why that face stopped smiling.

"Hi, baby!" Crystal exclaimed happily as she wrapped her arms around my neck, gripping me in a tight hug.

I hugged her tightly back, savoring every second of it. Breathing in her peachy scent, running my hands through her black hair. Sighing, I reluctantly pulled away. I looked at her. Her honey brown eyes twinkled like stars and her perfect smile glimmered. Crystal was all I had ever wanted in a girl, and I had blown in it. My close friendship with her brother, Curtis, my friendly relationship with her parents, and most importantly the relationship with her. It was all about to end.

"Come in, Ricky!" Crystal opened the door wider and I stepped inside, walking over and taking a seat on the edge of one of the twin beds.

My raven haired beauty of a girlfriend sat opposite of me on the other bed, still smiling in my direction.

"I need to talk to you baby...." I said slowly, looking down at the ground.

"What is it?" she asked me, her voice still having the same happy tone in it.

Wanting to get this out as quick as possible, I didn't hesitate. I sighed.

"Crystal, I've been cheating on you with Tiffany."

Refusing to look up at her, I could only guess what she looked like. Her beautiful face probably had makeup and tears running down it, I figured this because I heard her softly crying already. She was probably shaking ever so lightly, she always did that when she was nervous. Her beautiful black hair probably being twirled around her soft fingers.

Before I could look up at her, she spoke.

"Since when?" Crystal asked me through gritted teeth.

I hesitated, but answered anyway. "Since we were first introduced. That night when you went for drinks."

The room echoed her voice as she let out a cry. I sighed and shook my head, ashamed of myself.

"Leave."

"Crystal, I'm really sorry."

"I said... LEAVE," her voice got louder, and I could tell she was angry.

I rose from my seat on the bed and slowly walked towards the door, but I stopped halfway and turned to see her following me out, her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Crystal-"

The slap echoed through the room. Before I could apologize, she slapped me right across the face. It surely left a red hand print on my right cheek.

"Crystal, please-"

Thwack! A matching hand print for the left cheek.

"Get out of my room," she said, through her still gritted teeth. Those beautiful eyes of hers were slits, her hair was messed up and frizzy from where she had obviously twirled it around, and her eyeliner was smudged, but she was still beautiful.

"I'll always love you, Crystal."

That being said, I exited the room. Closing the door behind. Walking away from my beautiful, loyal, honest girlfriend, walking away from my future, and walking away from the love of my life. I had ruined everything. All because of my foolishness.