“She’s going to find out sooner or later,” pointed out Aiden.

“Yeah, but I really hope that I can tell her later,” Ashley began. I want tonight to be perfect. H-how am I supposed to tell her that I hooked up with her best friend during my sophomore year?

Awhile later, Chelsea drove me to the parking lot of Ashley’s apartment building. “Thank you being such a great friend today,” I stated. I’m lucky to have you and Ash in my life.

“Yeah, I guess you are,” sighed Chelsea. There’s something you need to know.

“Okay,” I said not sure where Chelsea was going to go with the conversation.

“You’re not going to look at me the same way once I tell you what I need to tell you,” replied Chelsea. You’re most likely going to hate me.

“You’re starting to scare me, Chels,” I responded. What are you talking about?

“The thing is before you moved to LA Ashley and I weren’t the same people,” explained Chelsea. At one point, I was attracted to her. We got drunk one night and… h-had a one night stand. It was then that I realized that Ashley wasn’t who I wanted. It meant nothing to either one of us.

I felt tears stinging my eyes. Ashley and Chelsea had a fling? Oh boy. Why did Chelsea have to tell me tonight? Why couldn’t Ashley tell me in the first place? There were so many questions floating through my mind that I couldn’t even think straight anymore. “Oh,” I said trying to keep it together, but I was ready to fall apart.

“Spencer, I’m sorry,” replied Chelsea.

“Don’t, just don’t,” I sighed. I left Chelsea’s car and headed towards Ashley’s apartment. There were tears streaming down my face. I opened the door and the way Ashley had everything for our anniversary was beautiful. She had lit some candles and had some romantic music playing in the background.

“Hey you, I was starting to wonder about you,” began Ashley with a smile. I missed you so much. I was stuck with Aiden. I avoided eye contact with Ashley and she went towards me. She raised my chin so I could stare at her beautiful brown eyes that I felt myself drowning into so many times. Her smile vanished when she noticed my tearstained face. Ashley hugged me and wiped away my tears and asked the dreaded question, “Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you crying? Whose ass do I need to kick to make your pain go away?”