Love Hurts Us,Breaks Us, and Makes Us Stronger

I snapped awake. My whole body lunged forward so I was sitting up. Turning my head I read that it was 2:16 A.M. Well fuck. It's only been a little less than an hour that I've been asleep.

"Mmm what's going on Sky," Jorel had such a sexy sleepy voice. I couldn't help but kiss his soft lips.

"Nightmare," I trailed off.

"About?"

"I saw him raping me," a single tear fell from my left eye and shattered once it hit my thigh.

"It'll be okay Sky," Jorel said pulling me into a tight hug as he kissed my forehead. Once I pulled away from the hug I just stared down at my thighs. "Look at me Sky," he said. I could feel his gaze burning through me, yet I couldn't look up to him. He realized I couldn't and placed one hand under my chin lifting my head so that our eyes met.

In that moment he kissed me with such a passionate and lustful kiss. It was then that I knew, Jorel Decker, was who I wanted to be with.

That kiss quickly turned into a full out make-out session. Eventually, I found myself straddling him. I didn't know how I got into that position but I didn't want to move from it. With each movement I could feel him harden slightly more. Soon I got around to pulling his boxers off as he ripped my thong off. Right away we got back into the position of me straddling him as he was on the edge of my bed.

Every movement was magical. I felt everything I hadn't with Jordon. After a little while of continuing like that Jorel laid us both down and making it so he was on top. As our hips met with every thrust I could feel his whole length inside of me. It felt so right, until I looked up to see the door opening.

"Hey Sky, can w..." it was Jordon. He stopped mid sentence looking at Jorel on top of me, "You really are a fucking whore, aren't you? You can't even take a break from sex for one fucking day. Even the day you get raped you have to fuck someone else. I can't believe I felt horrible. And you," he emphasized the you as he pointed at Jay, "you were supposed to be my best friend. You know how I feel about Skylar yet you couldn't lay off. What kind of best friend bangs their best friends ex-fiance. And the same fucking day it ended too. Guess neither of you were the type of people I thought you were. I hope both of you burn in hell."

The tears began to fall. He was right. I am a fucking whore who deserves to rot in hell.

"I guess karmas a bitch aint it." Jay said just above a whisper. It was easy to pick out the anger.

"What are you talking about?" I looked back and forth between Jordon and Jay.

"You never told her did you. The week before you two got engaged he cheated on you by fucking Vanessa," Jay pulled me into a hug. I didn't want the hug though.

"You fucking hypocrite!" I screamed waking the rest of the guys, "I can't believe I felt fucking bad for kissing Jay behind your back. I didn't fuck anyone while we were together! God fucking damn!" I was balling and unballing my fists.

I couldn't take it. I stood up and smashed my fist into my full length mirror. As the tiny shards broke and fell to the floor I could feel myself doing the same. A broken person is exactly what I am. Picking up a shard of the mirror I contemplated running it against my wrist. Just as I was about to do it two sets of hands grabbed me. One set was Jay's and the other was Matt's. Matt carried me out to the living space and bandaged up my hand as Jay, George, Dylan, and Danny all helped clean up the mirror.

Matt pulled me into the tightest hug he had ever given me and asked, "Care to share?"

"I'm a total whore and fuck up. The day my relationship ends I'm fucking his best friend. I feel like I'm the friendship ruiner. Not only that but I feel like a disappointment for almost cutting again," more tears scattered down Matt's shirt as we hugged.

"Listen to me. You did the right thing ending it with Jordon. None of us are mad or disappointed that you almost cut again. We know how hard it was for you to stop the first time and that's why we're here to help you through it. We love you Sky." This is why Matt was a perfect friend. He could make us laugh but he was also there to be serious when we needed it.

"Thank you Matt," pulling away from the hug I wiped the tears off my face. Jordon then walked out to where Matt and I were. I couldn't help but pull myself closer to Matt.

"I'm sorry. You deserve to be happy and well if Jay makes you happy then be with Jay," now not only was I still crying but Jordon was crying as well.

"Thanks," I breathed unable to make eye contact.
Jordon just came over and hugged me, "I truly am sorry Skylar."

"I'm going back to bed," I whispered getting up and walking back to my bed where I fell asleep hugging Jay as I cried.