Chapter 2: Three Weeks Earlier

Kyle and I had been assigned a group project together. We hadn't talked in about four months because of his new girlfriend, Megan. I was so nervous to be working with him. Communication wasn't something we were good at, especially since he gave up our relationship and friendship for her. He knocked three times. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Hey," he said with a smile.

"Hi," I said. "Come on in."

He did. We sat on the couch. I didn't know what exactly to say to him. I was still upset.

"Can I get some water?" he asked awkwardly.

"Oh yeah, sorry."

We went into the kitchen. I grabbed us both a glass of water with ice. I also offered him some pumpkin pie. I knew it was his favorite. He accepted. We ate and then headed up to my room.

"So, what's this project on?" he asked.

"How these two chemicals are different, similar, and how they react with each other."

"That sounds like a lot of work."

"I don't think so."

He scooted closer to me. He was reading over my shoulder. His breath was hot on my neck. It gave me chills. I giggled.

"What?" he said, smiling.

"You're tickling my neck," I said laughing.

"Ha I'm sorry."

There was tension. Anyone could have felt it.

I looked in his eyes. "It's alright."

He looked back at me. Suddenly, I had a weird feeling inside. I turned to try to break the gaze between us. He put his hand on my cheek and turned my face back in his direction. His hand slid down under my chin. He pulled me closer to his face. Something inside me told me to stop him, but I couldn't even if I wanted to. He placed his soft lips on mine and kissed me. We didn't stop either. If we would have it would have ended. He would have left. So we went right on, not letting our lips part. He moved his hands to my hips and pulled me on his lap. I was straddling him. His hands, which he had moved to my cheeks, slid down my neck. He hesitated going further, but he soon gained the courage and slowly slid his hands down my body to the spot where my shirt and pants met. Kyle grasped my shirt and slid it up over my stomach.

He stopped there and pulled away from our kiss. I looked at him. My eyes begged please don't go. The long pause worried me. I didn't want this to end. He must have sensed how worried I was, because he kissed my neck once. He then pulled off my shirt and tossed it on the floor. Neither of us knew what we were supposed to say, so he just kissed my lips again. Something inside of me took over. I pushed his chest so he was lying on the bed with me straddled over him. I knew this was wrong, but I just couldn't help myself. I kissed him passionately. My hands grabbed the bottom of his shirt. I pulled my lips away from his and smiled nervously. He gave me a nervous smile as well. I brought my head down to his lower abs and slowly started pulling up his shirt to reveal his perfectly toned body. I kissed just below his belly button. I pulled up his shirt just a little more revealing the section just below his upper chest. I kissed him once in this area slow and long. I then sat up and pulled his shirt off all the way. He smiled egging me on. I leaned down and kissed his nipple long and hard. He took a deep breath as I pulled away from his bare, exposed chest. I leaned down again kissing his neck then his lips.

As I kissed him, he reached around and unsnapped my blue lacy bra. I took it off myself impatient and worried that Rob would come home any minute. I sat up and threw it to the floor giving him a chance to look at my naked breasts. He put one hand on the arch of my back pulling me back down on top of him so he could kiss me again. When I was back on top of him, he moved his hand to my breasts and squeezed them a little. Then he slid them down my stomach to the button on my jean shorts. He quickly unbuttoned them, and then fumbled with the zipper. I reached down and guided his hand. He unzipped them just as quickly. He was getting impatient now too. I could tell. He pulled off my shorts and dropped them on the floor. He then undid his own pants. I continued kissing him anxious for what was about to happen. Now that his pants were lying on my floor there was just two thin pieces of fabric between us. I slipped off my blue lacy underwear that matched the bra on the floor. Then I sat up and pulled off his boxers.

My heart was racing as he reached for my hand and pulled me towards him. He laid me down next to him on the bed and rolled over on top of me. He tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. Then he leaned down and whispered, "I love you." "I love you too," I whispered back. I was so afraid, but ready for this to happen. I took a deep breath as he slid his penis in once. As he pulled it out I exhaled. It had hurt, but I didn't want it to end. This was so unreal. Was he really there? I asked myself as he steadily and slowly began going in and out. He began to speed up. I started breathing heavily. He stopped. "You okay?" he asked. I just nodded and smiled. He continued. He kept going sliding in and out, until his phone rang. He stopped and grabbed his phone off the floor. He was still on top of me.

"One second, Katie," he said to me getting up and sitting on the edge of the bed. Then he hit the answer button. "Hey baby."

I turned and faced the wall. It was over. I started to tear up as he explained that we were finishing up on the project. He told her that he'd be over soon and that he loved her. They both hung up. He laid down and hugged me from behind. He kissed my ear then my neck.

"Please stop," I said.

"What?" he said.

"Why don't you go?"

"What's wrong?"

"You know what's wrong," I said getting up and pulling on my shirt and shorts.

"Is it her, Katie?"

"You thought you could come here, tell me you love me, sleep with me, and then just leave? That's wrong. You're just using me. Am I just a piece of ass for you?"

"Katie, come on you know it's not like that."

"What is it then? Explain it to me."

"I do love you. It's just," he paused. "It's complicated."

"You should go. You told her you'd be there soon."

"Katie."

"Just go," I said turning away.

"Okay," he said getting up and getting dressed.

"I," he began, "I'll see you tomorrow."

He left. I cried for hours. When my brother got home he was worried. He kept asking if I was okay or if I wanted to talk about it. I didn't want to talk. I just wanted to cry. So he cooked dinner while I watched The Notebook. I had turned my phone off, because Kyle wouldn't leave me alone. After the movie I went to my room and crawled into bed. I cried myself to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up at six and got ready for school. My eyes were red. I decided to get dressed. I wore a t-shirt, jeans, a hoodie, and flip-flops. I threw my hair in a loose ponytail. I didn't wear any makeup. I finally turned on my phone. I had six missed calls from Kyle and two from Sammy. I had twelve text messages. Nine were from Kyle, and three were from Sammy. I left the house for school. When I got there, I just sat in the car and listened to the radio. Kyle came and tapped on the window. I rolled it down.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"Can we talk?"

I unlocked the door and he got in.

"I'm sorry about what happened yesterday. I just want you to know it won't happen again."

"Okay," I said.

"Katie, you're one of my best friends. Come on, you can't stay mad at me," he said.

I laughed. "You're not my friend."

"Yes I am."

"You haven't said a word to me in four months. Kyle, you aren't my friend. We are nothing. We haven't been anything since you cheated on me," I said crying.

"Okay, just know I'm here for you if you ever need me."

He got out of my car as I dried my eyes. A few minutes later, Sammy was at my door. She opened the door and climbed in.

"Hey, are you okay? Why didn't you call or text back last night? I was going to come over so I could see Rob. Katie? Oh my god, are you crying? What happened?"

"Nothing, just a headache," I said.

"I saw Kyle leaving your car. Did that asshole hurt you? Did he say something to you?"

"No, we were just talking about our project."

"Oh okay," she went on. "Can I come over tonight and chill with you and Rob?"

"Yeah."

"Rob will be there right?"

"Mmhmm."

She kept talking about my brother. I felt numb.

That whole day, I felt as though I was in a bad dream. It was as if I had sideline seats to the Katlyn's Life Sucks Show. All day I watched Kyle and Megan together. They were happy. He acted as if nothing happened. It was just confirmation that he was just using me for a good time. That day I promised myself it would never happened again. I would never let him back in.