Chapter 8- Alex's POV

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*Alex above*

I couldn't believe that she'd cheat on me. I mean, even though he came on to her, she still kissed him back! Maybe when she saw him again, the feelings reciprocated. Even after all the shit he put her through. I don't know why I said we were done. I love her, I guess it was just for the moment, because I want to know the truth.

I walk to my car about to get in and then realizing that I don't have my keys. Actually I didn't have anything with me.

I no choice but to walk to Taylor's apartment, which was a mile or so from here. Taylor one of my best friends, since elementary school and I'm very grateful to have him. We've been through thick and thin. Also he's great at giving advice, hence his career as a therapist.

I make it to his house in about fifteen minutes and press the buzzer for him to let me inside. He peeks out his bedroom window to make sure it was me and I give him a small wave. He buzzes me in and I walk up to him room, the door was already unlocked.

"Yo! Whatcha doing here?" He greets me and we do our signature handshake.

"I need some advice." I say not really making eye contact with him.

"Well okay. Sit." He orders me as he points to the couch, "So what seems to be the problem?"

I give him a look, "I'm not one of your patients Taylor."

He holds his hands up in defense, "I was just asking a question."

I roll my eyes, "Me and Carly-

"Carly and I," He corrects me. I glare at him, "Sorry continue."

I roll my eyes, "Carly and I," I stress, "We're... We're having problems.

He nods, putting his hand on him chin, thinking, "What kind of problems?"

"Wens back." I tell him as I try to keep my anger in.

Taylor adjust in his seat, "Are you serious?" I nod. "You're not fucking with me, right?"

I laugh a little, "I'm being serious."

"Bro what happened?"

"Well, I don't know, she had coffee with him behind my back." I hold my hands together.

"Behind your back?" He asks, "So she didn't tell you at all?"

I sigh, "Yeah she told me, she was having coffee with a friend."

"So she didn't lie entirely."

"I thought you were supposed to be on my side." I look at him.

"I am. I'm just trying to get all of the facts." He shrugs.

"Whatever."

"So that wasn't too bad. Why are you really here?" He asks.

"He kiss her," I whisper, "and she kissed him back!" I yell that part.

He nods and thinks, "Well there has to be an explanation for this. Maybe-"

"THE EXPLANATION IS THAT SHE'S STILL IN LOVE WITH HIM!" I yell standing. I could hold in my anger any longer.

"Well did you talk to her? Did you let her explain?" He points out.

I sit back down, "No" I say.

"Well there you go. You can't be mad at her unless you've let her state her case."

I hate it when he's right, "Fine."

I get up and walk toward the door, "Hey um, I need a ride."

"You walked here?" He asks surprised.

"Yeah."

"Okay? Lets go."

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