All the lights were off when I pulled up to Jim an Becca's house. Well it was pretty late.
I was glad to see Matt's car was gone.
I let myself in quietly and snuck upstairs. I washed my face and got into pyjamas, climbing into bed.
I was about to switch off my lamp when there was a light tap on my door.
"Yeah." I called out.
Becca opened the door a bit and stuck her head in. "Can I come in?"
I nodded, I wasn't angry with her, just Matt.
She came over and sat on the bed. "Did you have a nice night?"
"Yeah, it was nice to see Bri."
"What happened with Matt?" She'd tried to make small talk but it was Becca, she liked to get straight to the point.
"He's an asshole." I told her.
"Really? But why, I mean something must have happened."
"Why would you assume that?"
"Because you were crying, you left angry and Matt was super pissed." She said.
"Oh he was, was he."
"Yeah he really was."
"He tried it on with me and then got nasty when I said no."
"Matt got nasty?"
"Yes Becca, Matt got nasty."
"What did he say?"
"You want his exact words?" I asked her.
She nodded.
"He said he'd wished we never slept together in the first place."
She looked shocked. "He said that?"
"Yes he did, he's an asshole, a typical guy, only interested in sex."
"Kylie I don't believe that for a second, I mean he likes you, it's so obvious."
"No, he liked me when he thought he could get sex, he didn't like me when he realised he wasn't getting it."
She shook her head and I just layed there looking at the ceiling. I could feel tears threatening again and I refused to cry over him.
"I'm really sorry he's being like that." She said quietly.
"Me too."
She stood up and headed for the door. "Well goodnight, hopefully tomorrow will be a better day for you."
"Well my life can't get any worse."
"It will get better Kylie, I'll make sure of it." She closed the door behind her.
I hoped it got better. I'd found my fiance in bed with another woman but what bugged me the most, what really annoyed the crap out of me, was Matt.
What he'd said hurt me far beyond what Michael had done.
I groaned and buried my face in the pillow. It was obvious. I was falling in love with the asshole.
