"Peter!" I growled in shock. "When did it happen?" "Today, right before your date. All I did was kiss him. And I was just unlucky enough to get caught by Jonathan." "Unlucky? What is your problem? And you couldn't even tell me this at all. What kind of a friend are you? And of all people to cheat with. What happened to you and Jonathan? Why would you do that to me!" "I didn't want to ruin your date. And seeing what Peter was doing for you and how Jonathan and I hadn't even been on a real date. I was just jealous." "You're psychotic. You ruined everything for yourself and me. What kind of friend does that! Don't ever talk to me again." "Izzie! Wai-"'I hung up on her before I could hear her pleas. I quickly marched back over to Peter. "You ok babe?" Part of me wanted to slap him and the other wanted to be back in his arms like nothing had happened. But it would just keep happening. So I couldn't stand by and watch it. "No. I'm not ok. Babe." I sarcastically mocked. He stood up. He was about a head taller than me. "Why what happened?" He asked touching my arm. "Get off of me." I stated pulling my arm away. tears were forming in my eyes. "What's wrong?" He said looking confused. "Oh, you know what's wrong. Naomi just called me, she at least had the decency to tell me. Where as you acted like nothing even happened and actually had me convinced you were a nice person who liked me." He gulped. A tear rolled down my cheek realizing how real this was. "Yeah. She kissed me. I'll take you home." A tear rolled down his cheek. He didn't bother to wipe it away. "This way." He managed to say. he packed up his things and led me down the hill And before I knew it, we were back at my house. "Bye Izzie." "Bye."