He then kissed me, his palms cupping my face. Yes. He kissed me. I kissed back for some seconds then pushed him and walked away. I couldn't believe that I had just kissed my friend's ex. Fuck. I scanned around the club and didn't see either of my friends then walked to the washrooms. Guilt was coursing through my system and I felt bad. I was out to let loose. Not kiss my friend's ex for fuck's sake. I immediately remembered that we had just had a conversation with her about him. Tifa was like a sister to me. She'd be so hurt if she found out. I took my phone from my pocket and dialed Jamie's number. Drunk me was really doing the most. He picked up and I hang up immediately I heard his voice. Fuck. I needed to go home. Why was I calling the guy who had just shattered my heart into a million pieces? ********This is real life. Avery is a young woman discovering more about herself. She makes questionable decisions to protect her little heart, all because she doesn't believe in commitment. Is she just too afraid of intimacy? Does sleeping with these men instead of committing make her feel better about herself? Is she a good friend to her girlfriends like she believes she is?