Broken Rules

Prologue

Friendships are like relationships right? Ride or die, together till the end, best friends forever. All these kinds of bullshit, well my ride or die, together till the end and best friends forever friendship didn't last at all. I thought we were supposed to be like Dom and Letty from the fast and furious installments or like Bonnie and Clyde. Why do people have to ruin their friendship? We were best friends, ride or die kind of friendship and together till the end so why the fuck did we messed this up?

Well, more like when did we mess things up? Well, first of all we broke the first friendship rule by kissing. Okay, you kissed your boyfriend not as in relationship kind of boyfriend but as in friendship boy-friend. Then, we broke the other rule that was foreplay. Who does foreplay with their boy-friend? Well I stupidly did.

I mean, I was lonely. I'm not the girl you'll be like oh god she's sexy I want her in my bed shebang! Etc. I was the type of chick everyone was scared off, creep out and annoyed by. I was a pest, like they call me. I never stay out of trouble and I probably never will.

Aham, sorry for changing the topic anyways like I was saying we broke the other friendship rule by really doing the dirty, the nasty, the shag, the deeds, the was-machine, the hokey pokey, the jiggy jiggy whatever you want to call it. Gosh, I didn't know that there were so much funny names for sex like ride the pink pony oh lord, it's funny as hell.

Who invented those names? They were hilarious.

Excuse me, I wiped my tears away and sighed deeply. I never cried so much in my entire life, funny shit. Anyways, after you know the freaky Mcnasty you'd think we stopped? Well the thing was we kept doing it like rabbits, every F-ing way.

The cat, waterfall, one up, stairway to heaven hey! We were both angry at each other so the stair was the fastest thing we could find in that moment. My best way was the reversed cowboy though, to show him who the boss is.

Nah, face off was too romantic for me. But I think I felt it though, the itch in the heart when it starts to catch feelings damn, I told him not to do the face off. We weren't supposed to fall, it wasn't how friendship goes nor in the werewolf history.

We were both supposed to just have meaningless sex (Well not supposed to but hey! Who can live without sex? I'll die and I'm not even exaggerating) until we found our mates but we fucking fell, we fell and now everything is a mess. I have to bear watching him at school with her, that skank oh how I hate that she isn't.

She was perfect and I was just me, that's why it hurts. She was everything I could never be, she was sweet, smart (Well I was intelligent) model build like and had a nice hair. While she was a Kendall Jenner I was a white Nikki Minaj, well at least I have a fine ass. (As in body, both of them are gorg by the way)

I remember the day, the heartbreaking day he told me he had found her, his other half. I was pissed at our ancestors for not putting us together, I knew what I did was wrong but I couldn't help it. I had to have him for the last time call me selfish but I don't regret letting him do the David Copperfield or heir to the throne. Hey, if we were going to say goodbye what's a better way to end things than having him eating me out? He had a good tongue that was hard to resist.

The bell rang snapping me from my thoughts and I groaned when my panties felt wet, oh damn you Kieran! And damn you vagina! You dirty whore, what did I ever do to you for you to take his side?! Wasn't I good enough?