Things I Shouldn't Have Done

thirty.

Kyla Foster.

Rays of light wake me up and for the first few seconds I'm confused and don't know where I am. And then I realize where I am and what happened last night. Sex. Ryker and I had sex.

I lost my virginity with him. And no, I don't regret it. I am happy and know that we are now connected on a deeper level. Ryker is still asleep and I go to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I am naked and the only piece of clothing I have is my dress. Which I wouldn't put on now. Luckily, Ryker's suitcase is there and I pull out a t-shirt and boxers. I put them on and then brush my teeth and wash myself.

Then Ryker also wakes up;

"Mmm honey? Go back to bed..." he mumbled in his sleep.

"Get up. Today is a new day."

And then I remember where we are. At the wedding. I didn't tell my parents I was going with Ryker. He didn't return to Madison either.

I run up to him and shake him.

"Wake up Ryker! I have to go . . ."

"Ah, I feel like I'm in heaven as soon as I see your face in front of me when I open my eyes..."

"Ryker, come on wake up."

I grab his hand. He staggers slightly, then pulls on his shorts and goes to the bathroom. I pick up my cell phone and see that I have a bunch of missed calls from Mom, Dad, and...Madison.

Shit. I screwed up.

And was it worth it?

I look at the crumpled and soaked bed. It was worth it.

Ryker then comes out of the bathroom and I slowly open the door. The corridor is clean. I tiptoe out of the room. But then, unfortunately for us, Madison appears in the hallway.

"Kyla? Where have you been? We're all over you..." - he pauses when he sees Ryker behind me, naked to the bottom.

"Ryker? What... No. No. You didn't. You didn't do it, did you?"

My eyes immediately fill with tears and I look down. I can neither deny nor confirm.

"You did it. I knew...I...why? Why Kyla? We were best friends."

"Madison, it's not like that..." I stutter, trying to find the right words, but they're all wrong. Ryker takes a step forward, trying to say something, but I stop him with my hand.

"Madison, I'm sorry..." I finally speak, in a voice I barely recognize.

"I didn't plan for this to happen. I didn't mean to hurt you."

Her face contorts in pain, and tears slide down her cheeks.

"You didn't mean to hurt me? How could you, Kyla? I thought we could talk about everything, that you were the only person I could trust."

And she starts to cry. The air suddenly becomes difficult for me to breathe, and my knees go weak. I have to hold on to the handle so I don't fall. I feel that Ryker next to me has not moved once.

"We're sorry... we were planning on telling you Madison. Really. I just didn't know how..." I managed to say, to which her blue eyes filled with even more tears.

I cannot express in words the pain I feel in my soul at this moment. Everything is falling apart. The relationship I was building with Ryker, our love. All that is irrelevant at this point because I regret it.

"Sorry Madison. Isn't it Ryker?" I turn to him. But I don't see any regret on his face. All I see is anger.

"I'm not sorry," he replied coldly.

"And you did the same thing to me. You cheated on me. And I said that if I'm going to beg you, it doesn't mean that I'm going to forget. And that I'm not going to pay you back. I'm back, does it hurt you Madison, how is it when the person you do you like betrayals?

My ears refuse to believe what they hear. Impossible.

"So this was all just to get revenge on her?" I ask angrily, feeling the ground collapse beneath me.

"No, it's not. I love you Kyla..." he says gently, but I'm not sure about it anymore.

"But now you said . . ."

"He's lying to you!" Madison snapped. He took a few steps closer and shoved Ryker in the face.

"Don't believe a word he says. He's like his father! Because of his father, his mother went crazy! You don't know about that? Well, you see how honest he was with you that he didn't even Tell me, you disgust me. You know what?

You are much worse..."

The next thing that happens is too fast. Ryker slaps Madison and she punches him in the face. I start to run. There's too much going on. Too much information.

Madison discovered us. There is a possibility that Ryker was with me just to shine a light on Madison. His mother lost her mind. This is the reason why he never appears in public. For her, those antidepressants in his house were...

I leave the hotel for fresh air and then I see Ryker running after me. I run out in the parking lot among the parked cars.

Kyla! Stop! That's not true! I wasn't with you to get revenge on Madison. I swear to you. i love you! You mean to me!"

I want to believe him, but considering everything he's kept from me so far, I can't. I wipe the tears that flow down my cheeks and then I see him crying too. He approaches me in one step and picks me up.

"Ryker, let me out! I don't want to talk to you."

"I'll explain everything to you..." he also fastens his seat belt and starts driving.

"You..you..."- my voice cracks as I search for the right words.

"You lied to me..."

"I'm..." he whispers, which makes me cry even more.

"You cheated on Madison with me...."

He is silent, holding the steering wheel.

"You said you loved me..."

"I do."

* * *

Ryker Blaze

I ignore her shout and start the car. I have to get out of here. I need to talk to her. Explain everything to her. At first, my attraction to Kyla was about getting revenge on Madison, but as I got to know her better, I realized how special a girl she is.

But she doesn't believe me. I don't know how to prove it to her. I don't know what to do. Everything is wrong, everything is messed up...

Kyla stops yelling when we get outside. She seems to have calmed down because she is saying something to me but I don't register it. I just hear Madison's words in my head.

"Don't believe a word he says. He's like his father! His mother went crazy because of his father! You don't know about that? You see how honest he was with you that he didn't even tell me, you disgust me, and you know you're much worse.

How did that whore get the right to take my sick mother in her mouth? And to compare me with the man I hate more than anything in the world. I grab the steering wheel with my hand and press the gas pedal with my foot.

I don't care about speed, I just want to kill Madison for the words she said.

That my mother has gone mad and that I am the same father. I press the pedal even harder and the car accelerates. I no longer have control over the vehicle or my thoughts. All I hear is Kyla screaming and a heavy thump.

Then darkness.

THE END.