Innocently Falling For Mr. Perfect

This party was great until Kody Dallas threw up all over my new pastel pink, patent leather Christian Louboutin Lady Peep Spikes. You know what, how the hell did I let Brandon convince me to throw a party?
Everyone was looking and I bet you my face was as red as that monkey from Lion King's butt. Without a second passing by, I ran upstairs and into my bedroom.
But, just as I turned around to get my shoes, I heard moaning. I turned around again and I couldn't believe my eyes. I gagged a couple of times but then after a few seconds regained my posture. My best friend and boyfriend were in my bed, mid-sexed posed.
I know what you'e thinking, but this isn't as cliche as it sounds.
"R-Rylan?" I stuttered out."Brandon?"
Yep! You heard right. My boyfriend and boy friend were having sex!

My name is Chanel, and this is the story of how I found out my now ex-boyfriend, Brandon, and my new ex-best boy friend, Rylan, were friends-with-benefits and how it helped in my quest in finding Mr. Perfect.