Chapter 20

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The door begins to open, and Darren walks in.

I get up and throw myself into his arms, repeating over and over again about how sorry I was.

Darren's arms tighten around me as he tells me that it's ok.

I take Darren's hand and lead him to the sofa. "We need to talk" I say as I gesture for him to sit next to me.

"Someone has been taking photos of me and Riker" I say with a pleading look on my face.

Darren's face lights up, "oo can I see"

"Before I show you, you have to know they are not what they seem and I would never do anything to hurt you" I say as I take Riker's phone and hand it to Darren.

Darren's smile begins to fade as he scrolls.

"How do you explain this? How do you explain that you have been having sex with my best friend?"

"We haven't, honestly, it is all out of context, I would never hurt you" I beg, the pleading in my voice obvious to everybody in the room.

"How can a picture of you undressing Riker be taken out of context? " Darren shouts as he places the phone on the table, with a little more pressure than needed.

"Do I look like I am undressed" Riker says calmly as he stands and points to his clothes.

"I suppose not" Darren replies, his face softening slightly.

"The last photo was taken first, when I let Sam in. The next one I was putting my shirt on and then Sam was helping me put on my tie, because you know how rubbish I am with them" Riker says.

Darren doesn't say anything before looking at Riker.

"You are being honest with me?"

"Yes I promise, when have I ever lied to you?" Riker almost begs.

By this point, I get up and move towards the door, I was feeling ashamed, sad and angry.

"Sam what's wrong?" Darren says as he gets up and moves towards me.

"You trust Riker when he tells you it's not what you think, but you didn't believe me even when I promised that I would never hurt you. You don't trust me"

By this time my eyes had filled up with tears, so I open the door and as the first one spilled over and I began to cry, I started to run, not watching were I was going, just running.

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