Bestfriend, Boyfriend or Sexfriend?

By: Raksha Souza

A.N:

Hey all, been a long time since I've updated stories or started a new one. This is rated M for a reason folks, look at the name. Not sure if I should continue it after the first few posts. Let me know if you want more, I have TONS but I've never had the courage to post my dirty mind up here.

Hope you enjoy ;).

All characters belong to Kelley Armstrong.

Boyfriend, Bestfriend or Sexfriend?

Chloe's POV

I couldn't believe what we were hearing! Derek closed his eyes hands covering mine, which were trying to block out the noise. I'd known the Bae family since I was nine, I grown especially close to Derek in that time.

"How do you live with this?" I asked though I knew I couldn't hear him but I felt his chest rise and fall as he laughed at me. Pulling me in he held me in his lap running his hands through my hair before pulling my hands off my ears. I was relieved at the silence.

"We're men." He replied and the image of Derek in bed with someone flashed in my mind.

"Right." I replied pulling away, "but that!" Derek laughed letting my hair fall off his fingertips as I pulled away.

"Still the same sweet Chloe." He replied, if only he knew just how many dirty thoughts I'd had over the last few minutes. If only he felt the same, enough to push this friends boundary we created out of the way.

"I'm not the same Derek." I replied getting off his bed, "Not anymore." I walked over to his desk turning to face Derek while leaning on it. His eyes were closed his face caught in turmoil. I knew he loved me, I knew that look very well. When I'd gotten my first boyfriend, first kiss, he'd had that look. Only he had no idea what I meant.

"What's his name?" Derek asked his voice hallowed and rough. I turned away from him facing the wall. I had to be strong; I swore I'd tell him he was my best friend he had to know. I brushed the tears out of my eyes and held back the strangled cry that bubbled in my throat.

"Tori convinced me to go out dancing. She of course went instantly to the dance floor I went to the bar. That's where I met him." My body shook slightly at the memory, "he bought me a drink. I should've been more careful, got my own sniffed it. I would've if I was with you." I heard the bed creak as Derek stood up moving towards me slowly, "he asked me to dance, but we weren't headed to the dance floor my head started to spin. Then I heard the clang of a door closing behind me." He rested a hand on my back breath catching. Listening to every word, "Derek." My voice caught a sob making its way out as tears began to flow down my face.

"Chloe." He replied wrapping an arm around my stomach, "Chloe." He whispered my name again. He pulled me against him as my body shook and convulsed in tears.

"I felt his hands," I continued but Derek shushed me turning me to face him.

"Chloe stop, please." He wiped the tears from my face and I noticed his, "it kills me to think about this."

"And you think I'm okay?" I replied pushing him away, "I can't sleep without dreaming about it. Blue eyes haunt me in my sleep!" I trembled and he reached out for me, "I'm scared Derek."

"Do you remember anything else?" He asked taking my hand and pulling me into his arms, "anything at all?"

"No." I replied, "blue eyes, and his sweaty fingers." He wrapped me in his arms kissing my forehead.

"I'll find him." Derek replied, "I'll find him and kill him." I smiled slightly glad to have someone like Derek to support me. To hold me when I needed it most.

"Derek I don't want to…" I sighed, could I really tell him now? Was it right? "I don't want to lose anything."

"You won't Chloe." He replied brushing my hair out of my face.

"I don't want to miss out on anything either," I tried again reaching around his shoulders to wrap around his neck, "I want this." I whispered leaning foreword I pressed my lips against his. He froze for a moment before I felt his arms pull me in closer. I wish I could describe it, the feel of his lips on mine, the fireworks that seemed to erupt in my head. It was everything I hoped it would be and then more.

"Chloe," He whispered pulling away and smoothing my hair down holding my head in his hands, "Chloe we can't,"

"Don't finish that sentence." I replied pulling him closer, "I want this Derek, I've always wanted you. I thought you, like you did too. Was I wrong?"

"No. No you weren't wrong." Derek replied kissing me again, "but I can't do this, not now." He pulled away holding my hand and giving it a squeeze. I couldn't say anything; I simply nodded holding back the anger, remorse and sorrow. Tainted. How could he ever want me now?

"I'm gonna go." I replied grabbing my bag from beside the bed as I headed out.

"You don't have to." He called after me, "Chloe, I don't want you to be alone." He reached out for me and it killed a piece of me to see that. I didn't look in his eyes, I knew whatever he was feeling would only hurt me more.

"I'll be fine." I replied pulling the door open and closing it between us. It felt like I'd ripped my own heart out and let him stomp it into shards. Closing my eyes I let myself remember that kiss one last time. His hands running through my hair down my curves. I opened my eyes and continued down the hall. I'd forget, I'd pretend it never happened. It'd be easier that way.

I heard her footsteps retreat and sat on my bed. Had I done the right thing? Letting her go like that. A part of me a larger part of me knew that we might never get a chance like that again. I'd never feel those soft lips on mine; hear the slight sigh with the part of her lips. Feel her curves beneath my hands; I'd lost the opportunity to hold the woman I loved.

"Chloe." Her name fell from my lips like it always had. Like it always will.

A.N: Another chapter up soon. As said above please let me know if you want more and by more I mean LOTS more.

~Raksha~.~Souza~