Chapter 20..Consequences

I tried not to make eye contact with Dakota. She didn't speak to me, even when Rob came over, she didn't even say hi to him. Just nodded when he acknowledged her.

We were now all sitting on the couch watching television. I felt so awkward. Rob sitting next to me holding my hand while Dakota was on the other side of me.

I looked over at Dakota, and she looked pissed. I was stupid for inviting him over but something in me felt bad for him and wanted him here.

What could I do? He was after all my boyfriend...

Dakota's POV

I hated that she invited him over. I couldn't even stand the fact that she was sitting there holding her hand in front of me. I should be cuddled up next to her right now, holding her hand and kissing her.

So much for me and her time tonight.

I wasn't even paying attention to the show that was playing on the television even though my body was looking like I was. I felt so betrayed by her.

I swallowed hard pushing the tiny flame of anger back down my throat. I didn't know why I was getting so emotional over something small.

I decided I was going to get something to drink, calm my nerves down. I got off the couch and started to walk away.

"Where are you going?" Kristen asked, a hint of worry in her voice. She knew I was mad at her.

I just looked at her. I was thinking about just walking away and saying fuck her but I knew that would make it worse for me.

"Kitchen." I said no emotion in my voice at all. I walked out of the room. I hated this jealous feeling I was having.

I entered the kitchen and there was Joan sitting there smoking a cigarette and drinking her beer.

She looked up at me and my face got all hot. Still I felt embarrassed about the situation with Kristen earlier.

I walked to the refrigerator and opened it up.

I knew I wasn't hungry and the only drink I felt like having was something heavy. I knew the true reason why I was in here and it wasn't for a drink...i was just trying to get away from Rob and Kristen.

I must have been staring inside the refrigerator for a long time because Joan cleared her throat.

"Can you not find what you want?" she said, interrupting my thoughts.

I closed the door and sat down on the stool across from her.

I didn't say anything just shrugged.

"What's going on with you kid?" she asked taking a sip of her beer never breaking eye contact

"It's nothing really" I said looking down on the floor.

"Your a worse liar than Kristen" she laughed. I knew she was trying to make a joke but I just wasn't in the mood.

"Well, I know what's going on with you two, if that couch incident wasn't obvious enough."

I looked up at her.

"You mean you knew before seeing that kiss?" I said surprised.

She nodded and took another sip of her beer.

"Yeah I knew, Kristen told me about it."

I don't know why, but I was pissed that she told Joan. She said she wouldn't tell anyone.

I slammed my fist on the table.

Joan's face turned from calm to shock.

"She said she would't tell anyone...she promised." I said through gritted teeth.

Joan put her hand over my clenched fist.

"It wasn't like she told some random person, she told me. Plus it is kind of obvious that you two have a 'thing' anyway."

I took my hand away from hers and got off the stool.

"It doesn't matter if was you" I spat at her. "She just keeps fucking us over"

Joan stared at me. I knew she didn't understand why I was mad...in some way I didn't understand ether.

"She even invited Rob over here and was all goggly eyed over him when he called. She didn't even think of me when he asked to come over. Fuck it" I said the anger spilling out in my voice.

It was silent for a moment. I looked around then back at Joan. She was still staring at me.

"Forget it" I said as I walked out of the kitchen back into the living room.

As soon as I was in the living room I saw them making out. His hands were all over her...up her shirt and everything. She was enjoying it. It was written all over her face.

I knew they didn't know I was here. I felt my heart burst into flames. I was revved up. I clenched my fists. I wanted to go over there and start making a scene but I chose not to.

I walked out of the living room feeling the tears fall down my cheeks as I walked up the stairs.

Kristen's POV

One thing led to another as one minute we were watching TV and the next minute me and Rob were making out on the couch. My body was all of a sudden craving his touch.

I felt horrible. I didn't know what was coming over me. I loved Dakota, not Rob. I wanted Dakota's touch...not his.

His hands were all over me as we were kissing. My heart screamed stop but again like before my mind wanted it all.

I forced myself to stop. I pushed him off me.

"Stop" I said trying to keep my breathing normal. He looked at me weird.

"Stop?" he asked questioningly.

"Yeah please not here" I said as I got up and pulled my shirt back down. He sat upright on the couch and ran his hand through his hair.

I sat up with him and stood there in the silence.

"Why did you want to stop?" he said a hint of sadness in his voice.

I looked at him.

"Well first of all, were in the middle of a living room, and second Joan and Cherie are right in the other room."

He nodded.

"Listen I'm going upstairs to change. Just stay here okay." I said as I kissed his cheek.

"I can't come with you?"

I shook my head.

"No, I just want some alone time okay" I said kissing his lips to reassure him. I walked out quickly so he didn't ask anymore questions.

When I got up the stairs I looked around for Dakota. I knew she was mad at me and she hadn't come back from the kitchen. So I was sensing she was up here.

I walked into one of the many rooms and looked inside. She wasn't there.

I kept looking in a few other rooms until I finally found light coming from one of the rooms. The door was slightly opened and I peaked inside.

There was Dakota laying on the bed, her face buried in her pillow.

I walked inside and sat down on the bed next to her.

"What are you doing?" I asked her. I wanted to reach out and touch her but I'm sure that wouldn't be a good idea.

She didn't say anything. She was dead silent except for the silent sobs I heard in the pillow.

It crushed my heart to hear her cry. I placed my hand on her back and she shifted and lifted her face the tears flowing freely. Her face was all red, she looked like she had been crying before.

"Don't fucking touch me." She whispered and turned away from me.

"Why are you crying, what's wrong?" I said almost crying myself but holding it back.

"Why do you care!" she yelled at me, standing up as she did.

I looked at her. She looked like a mess and she was so emotional.

"What do you mean, why do I care?" I asked her...my voice getting softer.

"You invite him here? Really? And your all gushy over him just like when you first met him!" she spat at me the tears running down her face and her knuckles clutched.

I looked down on the ground. She was making me feel like a child. I felt so guilty.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her towards me.

"Listen" I said still speaking low. "I'm sorry I wasn't thinking...I just felt bad."

"So you had to make out with him?" she said angrily.

I looked up at her still with my arms around her waist.

"I wasn't thinking as I said" I said. I didn't know doing this would totally break her heart. Honestly to me it wasn't that big of a deal. She had sex with Garrett without even telling me. I didn't even mention to her that I knew.

She looked down at me and unwrapped my arms from her waist.

"Then go be with him." she said as she turned her back towards me.

I stood up.

"What the fuck does that mean Dakota?" I said trying to hold in my anger.

"You don't want me so don't pretend to." she said. I could hear in her voice she was trying to hold back tears.

I walked up to her and turned her around to face me.

"Pretend like I want you?" I yelled at her. My anger always got the best of me. It was great of hiding the true emotion I felt which was right now complete hurt.

"How have I pretended like I wanted you?, by giving you everything...by giving up everything?" I said the anger flushing my face hot.

"I would do anything for you and you know that." I said in a low voice attempting to calm myself down...it wasn't working.

She just stared at me.

"We are fighting over nothing…" I said my voice trailing off as I let go of her.

She stared at me.

"Over nothing huh?" she said as she opened the door and stood by it.

"Get out" she said with the tears choking her voice.

I just looked at her. I couldn't believe she was kicking me out.

"Fuck it" I said as I stormed out of Dakota's room.

I heard the door close behind her as I took the nearest thing and threw it against the wall watching it smash into tiny pieces of glass.

"FUCKK!" I screamed.

I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and walked out of the house slamming the front door behind me. I got in my car and backed out of the drive way.

As I headed towards the high way...i didn't look back.