Chapter 8: Maybe I thought wrong

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Aslin's P.O.V

I stared back at him, my eyes unbelieving of what I'd just heard.

"I-I'm sorry. Could you say the again?" I asked BEN who seemed to be very amused by my reaction to the news.

"I said, Jeff brought home some slut off the street after he left your house. They were VERY noisy." He waggled his eyebrows at me.

I clutched my chest. "N-no he wouldn't do that.... He couldn't..." My breaths came out shaky.

"Do you wanna hear the audio?" He waved his cellphone in front of my face, a huge grin plastered on his face.

"Why are you doing this...? Why did you even tell me? I thought you and Jeff were best friends." I looked up at BEN, my shoulders shaking in attempt not to cry again.

"Isn't it obvious? I like you. You like him. And I obviously want you to like me. It's called eliminating the competition." He smirked and scooted a bit closer. "If you ever need me I'm here."

"I don't NEED anybody." I stood up, not even caring I was just in underwear and a white tank top. "Tell Jeff not to come back. Ever. And that I don't care how much he "THINKS" he wants to be with me, that I don't care because I never want to see him again. Now please leave me alone." I turned to face him, my face twisted into that of anger and sadness. He smiled at this and got up, pecking me on the cheek.

"As you wish, beautiful."

And he was gone. The lights flicked back on and my tv returned to normal. I paced around my room, my hands gripping my hair, fingers threatening to pull it out of my head.

"HOW COULD HE?!" I screamed, letting my anger filled tears rush down my face. And, of coarse, my phone rang. Shit. It was Embry. I scrambled for the phone and answered.

"H-hello?" I asked. There was no use trying to hide the fact that I was upset from him. I tried that once and he knew right away.

"Now that's not the kind of voice I was expecting to hear. What's wrong, bug?"

"I-It's nothing Em... it's done and over with."

"I'll be over there soon." And he hung up. I knew he'd do that. He always does when I'm sad. It wasn't long before I heard a knock on the front door. I ran to it and threw it open, jumping into Embry's waiting hug.

He picked me up, carrying me into the house, shutting and locking the door behind him. He carried me up into my room and set me down on my bed, laying down next to me and pulling the blankets around us.

"I'm not going to pry. Just tell me if you want me to stay or not."

"I-I want you to stay." I mumbled between sobs. He turned onto his back and pulled me on top of him, my head resting on his chest. I clutched his shirt, crying into it.

Why did I have to fall so hard for Jeff. I thought he would catch me but he let me keep falling until I reached the pointed stones at the bottom. The sobs wracked my body and Embry held me closer, his arm tightening around my waist, rubbing my back.

"It's Friday. We can sleep in tomorrow. That's something to be happy about." He chuckled and the noise sent vibrations through his body.

"I guess so..." I said, dragging my hand across my eyes.

"Please smile. You're so beautiful when you smile. It breaks me to see you like this." He pressed his lips onto the top of my head. My arm tightened around his waist. Why couldn't I have fallen for Embry? I'd be so much easier. He'd never hurt me. We know each other like the backs of our hands.

Maybe...

"Embry."

"Yeah bug?"

"Kiss me."

He blinked at me, his eyes wide. I watched him bite his lip then answer.

"Now why should I do that?" He said jokingly as he flipped us over so he was on top, his arms propping himself up. I could tell he was trying to joke around about it but I could see the nervousness in his eyes. I put my hand on the back of his neck, my fingers playing with his hair a bit. This was the perfect distraction. The perfect way to get my mind off of Jeff. Things would be so much easier.

"Please Embry. Just..." I sighed and looked at him. His arms slid around me and his body was on mine, I could feel every muscle as he moved.

"Are you kidding?" He whispered, his lips brushing mine. "To kiss you is all I've wanted to do ever since I met you." He mumbled. His lips met mine and at first, the kiss was soft, warm. My arms wrapped around his waist and rested on his back.

He was so much more gentle then Jeff, and his skin was so much softer. This could work...

He cupped my cheek with one hand, the other still tightly wrapped around my waist. "I love you, bug." I felt him smile into the kiss and I smiled back.

"I love you too Em."

BEN's P.O.V

I sat on the living room couch, watching old black and white horror movies. I wish things were still that simple.

"Hey dude." Jeff walked in. He was only waiting a pair of black pj pants, a white towel slung over his shoulders and his hair still dripping wet from his shower.

"Hey. Oh by the way, Aslin wanted me to tell you something." I turned to look at him, a grin spreading onto my face.

"Aslin? When did she talk to YOU?" I could see from his facial expression that he was angry. It was hilarious. This is for all of the things you've done to me Jeff.

"She said,' Tell Jeff not to come back. Ever. And that I don't care how much he "THINKS" he wants to be with me, that I don't care because I never want to see him again.' " I repeated her exact words, waiting to see his reaction. His face twisted into that of worry.

"Why? What happened?!" He started to scramble back to his room.

"Don't bother. I told her what you did with that girl from the street. She didn't take it too well." I laughed as he directed his anger towards me.

"You did... WHAT?" He stormed over to me, his knife in hand. But I knew he'd react this way, and I already had everything planned out. He dove at me and I made a quick jump for the tv. He couldn't follow. And it doesn't matter how much he trashed the tv.

"I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU DWARF!!" He screamed, shaking and kicking the tv.

"She doesn't want you anymore. Sucks for you~"

Jeff drove his fist into the tv, glass wedging into his hand. The screen blacked out and fuzzed, though I could stay in there as long as I wanted.

"BOYS!" Slendy's voice rang through the mansion. Jeff jerked his hand from the tv and walked back to his room, his head hanging low. I chuckled, crawling out of the tv. Slendy had a way of knowing what was going on in his mansion, even if he wasn't standing there watching.

I stood up, dusting some of the glass shards off of my shirt.

This was going to be an interesting next couple of days.

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