I loved him. Yes, I did. He was one of the many I’d bragged about not doing something bad. He was kind, loving, and perfect in every way. Well, maybe not perfect. But I did love him. Tyler was a guy I loved above all men. He loved me, too, but that wasn’t so when I got to learn about things.
“Tyler!!” It was the day I caught him… cheating… with my best friend MOLLY! She was on top of him… RIDING. She was panting and making him scream. The stairs of the apartment creaked as I ran down with heavy feet. My heart was heavy too, with my mouth unable to speak. I was sobbing vehemently, and at the same time wishing, that I hadn’t trusted Molly. She was a slut. A BLOODY one! I doubted if I’d be able to forgive her!