I'm in love with my brother's bestfriend. Yeah, I'm screwed.

I'm in love with my brothers bestfriend. Yeah, I'm screwed. (5)

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His face dropped. "Your lying, Cath would never do that." His stuttering came to a halt.

"Yeah, I think 'Cath' would. . . listen, Sammy. . ." I took a step forward, but as I did he took a step back.

"Your such a bullshitter Nessa. Don't fucking lie to me." He spat, pushing his way past me.

"Look at you! Your do drunk you can't even think straight! Whether or not you don't believe me, I'm telling the truth!" My heel stomped against the pavement. This son of a bitch is so freaking stubborn.

"Yo---Your just jealous! Yeah, jealous." He hissed, turning around so that now we were face to face.

"Jealous?" I chuckled humoressly. "-of what? Cath? Bitch, please. I could go around wearing the most skankest outfits, hitting on every guy I lay eyes on. Cathy is nothing special hun, shes just a lying cheating whore." I sneered, the anger rushing inside of me violently.

"Whore? Do you see what your wearing?" His face became dangerously close to mine, the smell of alcohol still lingering from his mouth.

"I'm wearing a dress and if I'm not mistaken so is every other girl Sammy."

"Don't you think this dress is a bit to revealing?" His eyes became hard upon mine.

"No, not really." I shook my head. "Where is this going? Who the fuck cares what I'm wearing!?"

"Trying to change the subject I see?" He snarled, pressing his body against mine. Pushing me up against a tree, his hands found their way to the thin straps of my dress.

"What are you doing?" I wiggled against his touch, trying to prive him off of me.

Before I could even object to the matter, he ripped the straps from my dress. "I think you need a readjustment. Lying gets you no where." He continued ripping the dress, my chest exposed to his greedy eyes.

"Stop, Sammy. Your taking this too far." I yelled, but it soon became muffled when his hand attached itself to my mouth.

"Your just like every other girl, a lying, pathetic, trying to hard bitch. Your just jealous-" He pulled open the dress further. "-that I'm hers. I know you want me." His breath crashed against my skin.

The tears blurred my vision as I continued fighting him.

Removing his hand, his eyes wandered down my body. "And, your definately nothing special. Now, you can take your lies and try to pin them on some other guy." He pushed me against the tree in one simple shove, before taking off.

I slid down the tree, my cries becoming muffled bellows as I stuffed my face in between my knees that I had stuffed against my open chest. Looking up, I saw Sammy alongside Cathy. His arm wrapped around her shoulders, as he laid kisses along her jaw.

That motherfucker.

What felt like a few minutes had passed and I desperately made my way onto my feet. Removing my heels, I held them in my hand. Pulling the dress together, I held the two sides with my free hand before taking off into the night.

The following morning, I prepared myself for a very long day. It was finally saturday and I could bum around the house in peace. Kevin would be taking off on his daily saturday outings, and I could finally be alone.

My thoughts were soon rushed to the previous nights events. Sammy was out of control, and for a split second I could feel the hate towards him grow even more. If Kevin knew, he'd be dead in a matter of seconds.

Pushing the thoughts to the back of my head, I began walking into the kitchen, I had only a pair of gray sweat pants that hugged my waist perfectly then loosened towards the bottom. Also, a black tanktop with a zip-up sweater over it. It was undone half way, and it hung off my right shoulder and a pair of slip-on black and white converse, to tie the whole outfit together perfectly.

Opening the refrigerator, I pulled out a bottled water before closing it shut. Making my way out, I felt my body soon collide with anothers, their hands supporting my waist so that I wouldn't fall. "Kevin, watch where your-" I looked up and I could instantly feel sick to the stomach. It was Sammy and for a split second I could see the hurt overpower his orbs.

"Woah there. Slow down, you almost knocked me over." He chuckled, smiling loopsidely.

"Yeah, whatever." I pushed his hands off of me before shoving my way past his tall figure.

"Did I do something?" He gawked in suprise, tunring around as I continued walking.

"Just leave me alone Sammy." I warned, turning around towards the stairs when I felt him grab my wrist.

"What's wrong?" He urged, cupping my left cheek in his hand, his eyes scanning my face.

"Your really sad, you know that? Don't touch me." I backed away, his hand falling to his side. Pulling my hand out of his grasp, he only held it tighter.

"What the fuck is your problem?"

"You. Your my problem." I shook my head. "Do you honestly think this whole forgetful act will win me over, your wrong."

"What forgetful act? Are you high or something?" He pulled me into him.

"Do you honestly not remember what you did yesterday?" I hissed in annoyance.

"No, not really. Can you please fill me in as to why your acting like a huge bitch right now?"

Pulling my hand away, I shook my head. "Your really something, you know that?" I sighed.

"Ugh, thanks?" He scratched the back of his neck in serious complete and utter confusion.

"Cathy." was all I said before taking off up the stairs.