Broken - Book One

Broken (7) From Trey.

Broken (7) From Trey

(Authors Note - In the middle, Khayla shares her thoughts so I marked it out with stars so no one gets confused and thinks Trey is still speaking. After the last star, it is back to Trey.

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I was round at Dami's trying to get back into her good books after what she said about me and Khayla's relationship. She was keeping her distance from me as she knew what we did was wrong but I just wanted to be friends as the guilt was building up inside of me and I just wanted my friend back.

"You know you should tell Khayla what we did." Dami finally said after a long silence.

She was right because me and Khayla always said that we would wait and then lose our virginities to each other but at the same time, I didn't want to lose her as I just got her back and it would kill me if she went to Ash.

"Why?" I said after thinking about it and all the possibilities.

"She has a right to know. She's your girlfriend and I'm not so you know."

"I don't want to lose her, Dami."

"Well you have to take that chance."

"I don't want too."

"Neither would I want too but at the same time, you have to or it won't end well."

"But I love her."

"Then tell her."

"Why do you care so much anyway, you're just the girl I slept with. You aren't hurt...."

She interrupted me.

"BUT I WOULD HATE TO BE HER!..." She calmed down with a long pause before speaking again.

"Trey, I would hate to be her because cheating is wrong on any level but we slept together and that's worse...what if you sleep with her without telling her you slept with me?...what if you are in this relationship with her forever and she thinks all the way through it you're her first and she's yours?"

"DAMI, I know it's wrong but I'm scared."

"Then you shouldn't of slept with me."

"So what? You regret it?"

"On some level yes."

After she said that, we were silent. She was on her bed. I was standing looking out her window into the sky thinking what I got myself into and how to get out - if I could.

I walked over to her bed and sat beside her, looked into her eyes which were empty. I could see no emotion and feel none from myself. Her expression changed and she looked at me with fear. I couldn't help but melt inside. She held a place in my hear t and no matter what Khayla did or said, Dami was there.

Before I could understand what I was doing, my lips were on hers again.

*Khayla. At The Same Moment.

My stop came and I got off the bus for a short walk to Dami's house which was next door to Trey's so it wasn't a journey much. I could see Dami's bedroom light on so I knew that she was in and I knew Trey wasn't there because I could see from the distance down the road that his bedroom window was closed which meant no one was in. It was small things like that, that made me and Trey's relationship so special. He knew that I loved to go to the cinema because I loved the bright lights and the feeling you get from watching something on the "big screen" and I knew that he hated having showers because he didn't like to be rushed in the bathroom that much. Small things make relationships very special. That was the reason why me and Trey's relationship works and I cant believe I nearly thought of losing him.*

I was lying in Dami's bed once again. She was asleep and on my chest with the duvet keeping us both warm. I would think as a boy I would be proud of my achievements because at 14, I managed to get a girlfriend and slept with the girl next door twice but I didn't. I felt guilt and shame and never before have I felt it like this. I slipped Dami off my chest and began to get dressed. I could make it home and just have a bath to get myself clean because I felt dirty not used but just dirty like I couldn't bare to think of what I did to myself and more importantly Khayla again.

As I dressed, I watched Dami. She was the one who was saying it was wrong yet she didn't stop me again. She never once stopped. I should of, I'm the one with the most to lose so I should of ended it but I couldn't. She's like my drug, my addiction and I cant stop, I should of stayed away.

After I got dressed, I creep down the stairs to put on my shoes. I took one last look up the stairs and opened the door ready to go.

"BABY!" I looked to my right. Khayla. I didn't need her now, just not now.

"Hey babe." Of course, I was uneasy and my fake smile wouldn't of helped it.

"How's Dami?"

"Oh, she's fine. How are you?"

"I'm good, just wanted to surprise you. Heel."

"Yeah you did." I gave her a hug.

"What you doing?"

"Just going home, I need a bath."

"Why?...It's early in the middle of the day"

"I know that but I was playing on the Wii in Dami's house and worked up a sweat."

"Oh, fine then. Take your bath. Haha."

We walked to my door, I opened it and ran upstairs.

"Why you so eager for a bath, come here!" She grabbed me from behind for a kiss.

Khayla was really playful today and I didn't want her here because of what happened but I couldn't shrug her off like she was no one because then she would be all suspicious.

"Babe, go sit in my room and I'll be right back, ok?"

"Ok." She walked into my room which was at the end of the corridor.

I walked into the bathroom and ran the bath. As it ran, I let my thoughts run with it. I sat on the floor and for the first time since this whole saga began, I cried.