Title: Tell Me Honey

Author: ME

Disclaimer: Nope don't anything. Lyrics are Taking Back Sunday's not mine. Characters aren't mine either.

Summery: You really suck at keeping secrets. But when you come over and kiss my cheek and act like everything is perfect, I forget. New chaptered Fic.

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Your lipstick his collar don't bother angel,

I know exactly what goes on.

"Cute Without the 'E' (Cut from the Team)

Taking Back Sunday

You really suck at keeping secrets. It is obvious what goes one when I'm not around. And frankly, it disgusts me. But when you come over and kiss my cheek and act like everything is perfect, I forget. And then it's just about me and you. Not you and him.

It all started a few months ago, you two started to get closer. I had no problem with it. I liked the fact that you were becoming friends. It was when you became closer then friends that I had a problem with.

I remember one night, you came up to me. Your hair was messed up and your shirt was buttoned wrong. I didn't say anything. I just thought that you were in a hurry. He walked in and you got up and went to the bathroom. When you came back your shirt was fixed.

You sat beside me on the couch, glancing at him every so often. You thought I didn't notice but I did. I also noticed the looks he gave you back. It didn't bother me, because really it could have just been looks that friends gave each other.

But then he got up and 'accidentally' brushed up against you. You jumped slightly and a blush crept onto your cheeks. I looked at the TV, brushing it off as nothing I should be worried about. I mean you are my girlfriend, not his.

But quickly those short glances turned into long gazes. And soon you would get lost staring into his eyes, not mine like you used to. Really I didn't care because you would still kiss me and say I love you. Plus in my mind you two were still just friends, or if you were more then that I didn't have any proof.

I never did catch you guys in the act. I never saw you stand on tip-toe and kiss his lips. I've seen you kiss him on the cheek but you do that to a lot of people, and it doesn't mean anything. Plus you two could never be together because he had a girlfriend who seemed to always be around.

On the subject of your lover's girlfriend, does she know? Does she know that you two are probably fucking each other right now? Does she? Its really a simple question. Because I find it right to let her know, I mean I'm your boyfriend and I know so why not let his girlfriend know too.

The first day that I had actually seen you kiss his cheek my breath caught in my throat and it felt as if my heart had stopped. It wasn't that I was angry with you just surprised. I mean a few months ago you wouldn't have really cared if he was dead or alive and now you're kissing his cheek.

That wasn't the worst part. Soon after you stopped kissing my lips when he was around. You would walk into our house kiss my cheek and then see him standing in the doorway behind me. You'd just leave me there and run off to hug him and say hi.

Sure you still kissed my cheek around him, but you also kissed his. I should have taken it as a token of you love for me, but baby kisses on the cheek really don't cut it when my lips are there. It would have been just as easy to quickly peck my lips rather then my cheek, but no you choose the cheek.

Was it that you couldn't kiss my lips when you couldn't kiss his? Did you think that he would be jealous of the fact that we can be open about our relationship? Because that is just plain stupid.

He still kissed his girlfriend on the lips. If she was there while you were he would always put his arms around her and hug her to his body. You never did that to me. You never let me hug you while he was around.

Soon I became to hate the both of you. I hated seeing that the person who was supposedly my best friend making my girlfriend happier then I could make her. I hated seeing those sickening sweet looks the two of you exchanged. I just plain hated everything that you guys did.

Could you really tell me to my face that while you were laying on his bed with him you never thought of how this would hurt me? Sure I act like nothing is happening, I just turn the other way. But truly it does hurt. Did you think that it wouldn't?

Really I know that I was accusing you of big things, without even knowing if they were true or false. And some people would tell me to not jump to conclusions and all that shit but as I said you weren't very good at keeping secrets. Especially this one.

True I didn't have any evidence of the cheating that was going on. But I knew in my heart that I was right. And you were a lying, cheating, slut. That's right you're a slut, you have to be to cheat on your boyfriend with his fucking best friend.

When or if I confront you what will you say? Will you say "Oh I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to"? Or maybe you'll tell me that it was a mistake and it will never happen again. But really you'll be telling yourself a totally different story. But what would it be, it's something that I want to know.

But that was before that I had no evidence, now I can confront you because yesterday I got that evidence that I've been looking for. I saw the small red stain on his shirt collar. It was a lipstick smudge. At first I thought it was his girlfriend's from when she had been over earlier. But then I remembered, she wears lip-gloss. And lip-gloss would not make that kind of mark. That mark had to be made from lipstick, red lipstick to be exact. The exact shade that you always wear.

So sweetie, can you really tell me now that you aren't cheating? Can you really tell me that it is all in my fucked up mind? Tell me honey, I'm dying to know.