"You know I love you ....right?" Benji asked the girl in front of him. She nodded, smiling as the tears were drying on her face.
She had found him at a party making out with Jorge. Needless to say, she wasn't happy.
He and Jorge had been a thing for a little over three months now. Whispered promises of him being the only one he loved was floating in the air, and circling Benjis head.
But he had to cut it off, today. He told his girlfriend that it was a drunken make out session- and that was all.
As if almost completely erasing the kisses, and cuddles, and hair pulling and back scratching that had endured through those month, and he just threw it away. For a girl. That he's not even sure he loves.
"I know. I love you too." She said, after a stretched silence. She hugged him, and he hugged her back, his heart in shambles.
But he deserves it.
And Jorge deserves someone better than a person who's only going to have him as a secret
