Best Friends With Benefits

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*Prod*

"Prod what do you mean she's pregnant? You told me you haven't had sex with her!" Sabreia screamed at me.

I stood quiet.

She gasped. "So you did? Not only did you fucking lie to me, but you fucked the girl I hate. When you told me you wouldn't. You're ridiculous."

"She came up to me. She forced herself on to me." I said in defense. But knowing Sabreia she would have something to say.

"And you could've forced yourself off of her."

Alright she was right. But I needed some loving. Bre wasn't giving me anything. So I found it somewhere else.

But I regret not being able to control my desires.

"Fuck you Prod. You ain't shit to me. I can't believe I actually gave you a chance. Control your fucking dick."

She pushed me, but barely moving me. She stomped out the dining room. I followed after her.

"It was a mistake like damn! You acting like you all innocent! We all know you been hoeing around ever since high school."

I knew I shouldn't have said that. She turned around, and I knew tears would come out.

"Who the fuck told you that? Latasha? Your little diseased girlfriend? If "by hoeing" around you mean the fact that your best friend...wait I'm sorry...your used to be best friend is starting to flirt with me? I'm sorry that ain't "hoeing around". That's called "moving the fuck on". I see you jealous. And to be honest you could be jealous. Cause right now...I am done."

Those words rang in my ear. The slanming of the front door made me realize what I've done.

I've lost the girl I cared for.

I've lost the chance I had.

I've done fucked up.

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