Melanie's Secret

Sasha

Several years ago

Sasha(pov)

Me and Melanie had always been best friends as long as I could remember. She was there for me when my parents had started fighting. She was there for me once they got a divorce. And she was there for me the summer I had come back after my first time, while I cried to her she held me. The guy had never called me after that night and it had broken my heart. Halfway through our junior year a new guy started at our school. His name was Damien, and once my eyes laid on him I ran to the bathroom while my eyes burst with tears. It was the boy I had slept with, the one who had never called me back. Throughout the rest of the school year I tried avoiding him, and it was easy at first since we didn't have any classes together. That all stopped once he and Melanie had become friends. And of course they would have, she was everyone's friend. She was the nicest sweetest person you could meet and I figured they would be friends at some point.

I finally put it all behind me during the summer and we all became the best of friends. We spent time together even without Melanie, and I was fine with it. Everything was great until one day during the time we were all hanging out he asked her to be his girlfriend right in front of me. Of course Melanie had said yes. Later once I had gotten home I cried. I don't know why, it was just the thought of them being together hurt me so bad. I mean if I had just told Melanie he was the guy then she probbaly wouldn't be with him. But I let it go, she was my best friend and she was happy with him. Once our senior year started, I became angry seeing them everywhere together. He was mine before she even knew about him so why would he want to even be with her. It wasn't like she was experienced or even good enough for him. He probbaly didn't even love her, he just wants to use her. Those thoughts went in my head everyday throughout our whole senior year.

Once we graduated I had had enough. I couldn't take that pain anymore so I decided on what I was going to do. Her birthday was coming right around the corner so I had planned something. I knew exactly what to do. Thats why on her birthday I called Damien asking if he could come over an hour earlier than Melanie because I had something special planned for her. Of course he came, but as he walked into my room he was shocked. I was wearing nothing at all so he could see everything. I knew what we started doing was wrong as I convinced him to kiss me but we didn't stop. I finally stopped when I heard the door open and saw Melanie standing there with her mouth wide open. She started yelling at use, screaming really at the top of her lungs. She walked to the bed and slapped Damien and then she looked at me with so much anger and hate in her eyes.

I started crying, realizing what I had done. Damien ran out after her but came back inside ten minutes later. He put on his clothes without saying anything and just left. I just layed in bed telling myself I was a terrible person. Hours had gone by but suddenly my phone rang and it was Damien. He was drunk. I could tell because he was slurring his words with every sentence he said. I rushed over to make sure he was ok, and when I woke up the next morning he was rushing me into a uber. We had done it again and the guilt felt deeper than before. I had now ruined the relationship between Melanie and Damien, and the relationship I had between my best friend. I had to get her back. I had to apologize one day. I had to promise myself that when the time came I wouldn't be a coward. I would be a woman of my word and apologize to her.

Five years later....

I was in New York. I found out from Melanie's parents where she lived after pondering them for so long. I was only there to say my apologies and then return back home. I had a boyfriend, and we had a one year old daughter who looked exactly like him. I caught a taxi to her apartment and knocked on the door. It opened showing me a very shocked and confused Melanie. Before I could say anything she slapped me and then slammed the door in my face. I guess apologizing would be a lot harder than i thought.