My Best Friend's Girlfriend

Great job Matt

Matt's POV

I was lucky I only got one punch. Granted it was a solid hit straight to the jaw and trust me I'd feel it for about a week after but still it was only one punch. And no one was more surprised than me that Michelle immediately came to my aid. She bent down to check on me and threw herself between me and Brian to prevent him from jumping on top of me and wailing on me Fight Club style.

"Brian stop it," she said in a louder voice than I had ever heard her use, her hand on his chest "You're being insane."

"He slept with my girlfriend," Brian thundered loudly and pushed against her. I stood slowly but knew I needed to get back up to not only defend myself but to keep him from hurting Michelle. I was up on eye level just in time to see sadness pass across her face.

"A girlfriend that just caught you with your ex-girlfriend," I said rubbing my jaw. 

He turned to me and I was sure by the look on his face that he was going to lunge at me again. I braced myself "I was going to explain to her...breakup with her the right way. I never imagined that you...my friend would screw her before I could even get the words out."

"She just showed up at my house," I began but lost track of how I could explain my way out of it. I couldn't. It was true. I slept with her without even really thinking about it. I mean I made a good show...I pretended to consider Brian's feelings but it was a half assed effort.

"YOU SLEPT WITH HER," he reiterated. "You've had feelings for her and you used our breakup to get into her pants."

Fuck fuck fuck...there was nothing I could say that was going to make this situation any better. "You're right...I did. I'm...sorry...if you want to hit me again."

He thought about it. I know he did. I could see it all over his face. But then he looked at Michelle and his expression changed. He loved her and he always would. "I don't want to hit you again. Actually that's wrong, I want to kick your fucking ass so bad. But I'm not going to. I fucked things up with Andi. If I had handled it the right way this shit wouldn't have gone down. But I'm fucking pissed that you never told me that you had a thing for her. You never said a thing. You made me think you hated her. You made me feel bad for being with her."

"I was trying to stay away," I reasoned. "I didn't want to make things complicated."

"And this shit isn't complicated now?" he yelled again.

"I know I know. I fucked it all up. I don't know how to make it right," I replied.

"You can't...right now. You just gotta go," he said in a frustrated voice.

So I nodded and walked right out of there. Worried that I'd never be welcomed back. It was enough to send me straight home where I locked myself in thinking about the stupid shit that had happened.

Finally about 6pm, I picked myself up and dusted myself off and headed to Andi's.

She opened the door with swollen bloodshot eyes. She wasn't surprised to see me.

"Andi..." I began but didn't even get to finish.

She put her hand up to stop me. "Don't say it. You can't be here. Last night was...a mistake."

"A mistake?" I asked hurt.

"Yes," she nodded "I shouldn't have... I'm sorry I dragged you into it and it was wrong.. But you can't be here. There isn't...nothing can ever become of me and you."

And she closed the door on me.

Just like that I lost two people I loved. In one day. Great job Matt.