I stooped to a new low. I had slept with Bianca...multiple times. I don't even know why at this point. She always just found a way to lure me in. I felt like a piece of shit and all I wanted to do is hold Vanessa in my arms. Nessa wasn't answering my calls or texts. I wasn't really sure what her deal was but I thought I would surprise her and stop at her house. I knocked on her door and waited to see my baby's face. I couldn't help but smile when she opened the door. .My smile faded when she opened the door wider. There, sitting on her couch was Dylan Alverez.

Dylan was really starting to piss me off. I was sick and tired of seeing him hanging around Vanessa. I'd never wanted to punch someone so much in my life!

I stood by the door for a couple of seconds trying to figure out what the hell just happened before I plopped onto the couch next to Vanessa.

"Are you cheating on me with Alverez?"

Nessa looked a bit ticked off, but I couldn't help but ask.

"No!"

"What do you expect me to think when you answer the door flushed, and I see Alverez sitting on your couch!" I yelled.

"He has a first name, you know!"

"Like I care! Oh and another thing, 'Nessie'! He has a fucking nickname for you?!"

"He's my friend; friends give each other nicknames."

She tried to reason with me, but it was too late I was already beyond pissed.

"So what about when he smiled at you, and you turned into a cherry or when he hugged you, and his hands lingered on your waist a little longer than they should've!"

"What are you trying to say?" Vanessa demanded her voice slightly rose.

"My point is I don't want to go out with a whore!" I roared and immediately regretted opening my mouth when I saw her face.

At first, she looked hurt, but then rage took over, and her eyes seemed like they became a shade darker.

"Nessa I'm so-"I tried to apologize, but she cut me off.

"You seriously have some nerve, you know that!"

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Like you don't know!"

"If you have something to say, then say it."

"I'm well aware of you fucking Bianca behind my back."

I froze when those words left her mouth. No. She wasn't supposed to find out. This couldn't be happening.

"How did-"

"Does it matter? I just want to know why."

"Why?"

"Why would you do it? Was I not enough? Because I took to long to put out."

I swallowed hard when she hit the nail on the head. Because I was an idiot who couldn't wait I destroyed the one thing I cared about the most.

"Oh my god. That was really the reason? Are you fucking kidding me?"

"Baby, I'm so sorry."

"You don't get to call me that! Get out."

"What-"

"I can't even stand to look at you. Get out."

"Baby, I'm so sorry. I love you so mu-"

"Get. Out. Of. My. House. Now."

My heart shattered at the look on her face. I've never seen such a disgusted look on her face before. I gave her one last glance before leaving. That look alone made me feel like dying. This wasn't going to be easy to fix. Not by a longshot.