Man***

What the fuck am I doing? It was too late. She had already finished with what she wanted. I think I'm going to be sick; not because she was bad or anything, but because I'm trying to be faithful. In past relationships I've been in, I didn't give a fuck if I cheated on them, but it's different with Lexi. Being her friend for two years made me realize that I actually liked her; thank fucking God she liked me back. Anyways, I can feel myself turning to a pale, yellow color. She points it out to me and asks if I'm okay, sounding like she doesn't really give a fuck. I tell her that it doesn't feel right and get out of that room as fast as my feet will let me.