It took me a while to finally start talking since I wasn't even over the fact what happened that night. I was fiddling with my fingers a lot not knowing how to start it. Then I just wanted to get it over with and started talking with a shaky voice.

"I kissed Ryan." I laughed at myself because it sounded silly to me. I was expecting her to laugh but she just sat there and stared at me taking this very seriously. "but..." I sighed loudly. "I felt guilty after I kissed him because I didn't know how Matthew would take it or even why I did it when I knew I was dating Matthew." I could feel my eyes starting to water. "But then later tonight, I found out that what he did to me was worse. He cheated on me with Jessica." Then I broke down.

She gasped before pulling me closer to her. She hugged me very tightly and rubbed my back to calm me, and that's what I exactly needed. I needed my best friend and she's here.

"How long has he been cheating on you with that stupid ass blonde ass skank ass hoe?"

"For a while now," I answered, pulling away from her grip to blankly stare at the wall. "Then before I left, that stupid bitch was getting on my nerves on purpose then I slapped her caked ass face. Then she fought me back with her scrawny chicken fingers then Matthew saw us and he defended her." I groaned. "He was blaming it on me when it was her fault! Then that's when I knew, he still loves her."

"Did you tell him that?"

"Yeah, I did. When I ran off, he chased me and we argued then I ended the argument by telling him that it's pretty obvious that he still loves her and he didn't even deny it." My voice cracked, I could feel my tears threatening to spill out of the corner of my eyes. I stared blankly at her as she stared back at me, waiting for me to continue but I couldn't. He still loves her. I heard in my head, the more I thought about it, the more I started crying. 

He still loves her. 

He still loves her. 

He still loves her. 

Not you, but her. 

My bottom lips were quivering, and my shoulder dropped in resignation. An involuntary whimper escaped my lips as I broke down in front of Andrea. I heard a slight gasp escaped her lips when she watched me broke down. She didn't hesitate to quickly pull me closer to her and wrapped her arms around me, holding me while I had no one. 

The more I thought about the person I loved the most in the world, loving someone else other than me, the more I cried, and the more I cried, the more my chest hurts. I couldn't verbally explain how much my chest was hurting. The feeling was coming from my chest and the pit of my stomach, it felt like it there was a knot and it was beginning to tighten causing me to have trouble with my breathing. 

He still loves her.

"It hurts, Andie," I spoke, my mouth let out a sob as I covered my face with my shaky hands. 

"I know, love, I know. Just let it all out." Her grip on me got tighter, letting me know that she was there right when I need her. 

We spent the whole night, sitting on the couch while I cried and she held me. I wiped the rest of my tears and hiccuped when the tears stopped. There were no more tears escaping my eyes, but that didn't mean I wasn't hurting anymore because I still was. I was hurt, really hurt. The feeling on the pit of my stomach and chest hasn't gone away, it was still there and apart from me thinks that it won't be going away anytime soon. 

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