Chapter 21: Red handed

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"Oh my god, Paige. I thought-" I started to say, as I quickly grabbed a blanket to wrap around me. Her face was pale, and her eyes were almost popped out of her head.

"So how long has this been going on? How long have you been fucking my dad?" She cried, as Tyler put his robe on. He stood up quickly, and went over to her to explain things.

"A little after Christmas break." I muttered sheepishly, embarrassed at what had happened. I slept with my best friends dad. He is my teacher. He is 32 years old. I am almost half his age.

"That's disgusting! Disgusting! I knew you were a sex addict, but I didn't know you were a whore. Get the fuck out of my house. Now!" She screamed, tears rolling down her face.

Blanket and all, I gathered up my clothes and left the broken home. It's not like he was married or anything. Paige would never forgive me, and I gave it up all for Tyler.

I couldn't see him anymore, not ever again. Paige was right. I was a whore, and I needed to stop. I got into my moms truck, and drove off into the night.

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