Hardin Scott has been madly in love with Tessa Young since the moment he first laid eyes on her, but there's no way she could ever see him as anything more than a friend. After all, he's a bad boy with a promiscuous past and she's a sweet and innoce...
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I'm taking my first swig of scotch when Zed bursts through the door of our apartment with such force. He makes a beeline to me with his face twisted in anger. The next thing I feel is his fist connecting with my jaw. Why do I keep getting hit tonight?
"You bastard! How could you tell Tessa everything?"
"Fuck!" I shout as Zed shoves me into the counter. "How could you even do that to her?!"
"We're supposed to be best friends, you should have my back. You should have kept your mouth shut!"
"You should have kept your pants zipped!" I fire back.
"You've fucked up everything!"
"No. You did that. If it wasn't for Tessa, I'd mangle your face right now," I say, trying to control myself.
"Well, you don't have to worry about that. She left me."
"What?"
"She found out everything and broke up with me."
"How? She didn't even believe me when I told her what a scumbag you are."
"Molly took care of that for you. Tessa answered my phone to her and Molly accidentally let it all out," he says and begins to pace back and forth across the apartment. He looks like a lost little puppy and I almost feel bad for him. Almost.
"Well, that's what you get for fucking around with Molly," I state.
"Who are you to talk?" he spits as he turns to me.
"Excuse me?"
"You're the one in love with my girlfriend," he says in a mocking tone.
"What did you say?" I ask as I stand there in shock.
"Don't play innocent. I see the way you look at her. I see the way you look at me and her when we are together. I told her you only did this to get rid of me."
"You told her that I love her?" Suddenly I feel like there is no air in the room.
"Yeah. But she'll never want you. Not after she's had me. You'll never get to hear her moan or feel her tongue lick down your body. You'll never feel her tight, wet..."
Before I know what I'm doing, Zed is on the floor, I'm on top of him and I'm repeatedly punching his face.
Zed tries to get in a punch and free himself, but I'm too enraged to let him. He manages to shout, "Yeah, this will make her want you!"
Something clicks and I get off him. Tessa would never forgive me if I sent anyone to the hospital, even Zed.
As we both get up from the floor, and Zed wipes the blood from his face, I look at him and say, "Leave. Get your shit and move out."
"I wouldn't stay even if you begged me. I told Tessa the same thing," he sneers.
"What did you tell Tessa?" I demand.
"She'll be begging me to come back to her after she realizes no one else will want her. Not after I'm through with her," he says in a tone that sends shivers down my spine.
"If you do anything else to hurt her, next time I see you, you won't be walking away from that fight," I threaten.
"I'll get the rest of my stuff tomorrow," he says as he grabs a few basics for the night and leaves, slamming the door behind him.
I have to make sure Tessa is okay. I try to call her, but every time it goes straight to voicemail. I send more than a few texts, but don't get any replies.
I spend the rest of the night lying in bed, texting Tessa and checking for a reply every two minutes. I'm so exhausted I don't even realize I fall asleep.
