The Ugly Bet

Chapter 28 - Sorry

Dustin

"I didn't know it was better black."

I played the black toy car with my hands while lying down beside Lyz on her bed. We were both wearing her hoodies, I had to borrow her biggest one coz the hard rain caused my leather jacket and pants dripping. The clothes surely belonged to a guy, coz the hoodies and the torn Levi's wouldn't fit her small body. She wore a smaller hoodie but forgot to wear something longer than her sexy shorts in hot pink.

"I really liked it red, but I heard my Daddy told Uncle Austin that he should give that to you, instead of me, so I returned that to your Dad saying I preferred a black one so he would take that back and give that to you. But then he returned after a few days and gave me that."

I turned my head left to see her face. Her big eyes were greener in the dark, and was looking at the car on my hands. The faint light coming from the emergency lights I saw on the stairway and brought here inside to light her room was enough for me to see that both her eyes and lips were swollen from crying. My heart felt like it was gonna burst in guilt so I dropped the car and wound my arms around her. At first, I felt her stiffen in surprise, but then her hands gently clinging to my arms made me hug her so tight. I burried my head on the top of her head and kissed her there.

"I'm sorry Baby..." that hardly came out of my throat as I said that against her hair. She pulled away gently and I loosened a bit but didn't let go. She looked up to me and gave me a soft smile. My breath got caught in my chest in that. It's been a week since I last saw that and it's only now that I realized how badly I missed her. I planted a soft kiss in her forehead while closing my eyes. "I miss you.... so much... more than I've ever known..."

God. That was a relief to finally say what I've been trying to kill inside my chest.

She didn't say anything, just stayed in my arms as we lied on her bed. I kept my eyes closed as I try to remove the guilt of grudging on her for the past week.

Since that Monday when I learned about who she really was in my life.

For the whole week, I wanted to tell her that we're okay but the hate that's choking me doesn't allow me to come near her.

Dustin, it wasn't her fault.... it was never right to hate her...

But I'm only human, I had no control on what to feel and what not to.

And I just can't stop hating her.

So I needed Ashley to help me get through it.

This past weekend, I told everyone involved that I am claiming my price, both the dare, and the bet. That's why I have the three boys' cars. And about the dare, Ashley and I had dinner last Saturday at Keith's hotel. Then we slept together at the bridal suite.

And yes, we did more than kissing there.

But we didn't had sex coz my hate for Lyz and the desire to have Ashley wasn't enough to wipe away the guilt.

"Are you... are you sure you don't want this?" Ashley asked while dressing infront of me. I went to the balcony to smoke. Then she followed me and I suddenly felt her hands hugging me from behind. "I don't say this is right to do, but you have the RIGHT to do..." I blew the smoke upward by a sigh. "You won the dare, the price is yours to claim..."

I puffed on the cigar before throwing it the trash bin. "How's Greg?"

She gasped and pulled away. I turned to face her. She averted her eyes and crossed her arms around her chest. "Greg is a fine man."

"Everyone knows that." I held her chin so she looks at me. "Do you like him now?"

"Of course, I... I like him..." It felt strange that jealousy didn't strike. "I am trying to... to like him more.... but..." I frowned at her hesitation. "I... I don't feel the same way...."