Tied To My One Night Stand

6. I’m screwed

MICHAEL POV

Not only has Scarlett blocked my calls, but I’m not even allowed entry to her house anymore. It’s more than apparent that she did in fact see us. She wont even give me an opportunity to explain anything. Kelly isn’t answering my calls, making things even more frustrating and difficult. The last thing I needed was a call from my mother freaking out because she received a cancelation notice for the wedding via express mail. I had to pretend not to know what was going on. If they find out that I cheated on Scar, they will kill me. My father has been calling me for the past hour and I’m avoiding him at all costs. I need to find a way to fix this before it’s too late. There was a knock at my door and I was scared that my dad might have decided to drop by since I was ignoring him. When I checked the peephole I was relieved that it was just Kelly. Still angry that she hadn’t been answering my calls, I yanked the door open and pulled her in.

“Why haven’t you answered my calls?” I hissed at her. Her eyes darted around, avoiding mine. Holding her by the shoulders, I brought my face closer to hers. She’s acting really shifty and I don’t like it. With everything going on, I need to make sure she’s not adding to my problems. “I’ve been dealing with some things at home.” She muttered softly and gave me a sad look. As if I cared. All of this is happening because she threw herself at me and, like an i***t, I got in line behind the rest of the neighborhood. “Whatever they are, they have to wait. Scar blocked my calls and canceled the wedding.” I waited for her to react but she didn’t. She already knew! That must be the real reason she’s been avoiding me.

I narrowed my eyes at her and she shrunk back. “Did you talk to her?” I asked through gritted teeth. She nodded her head yes. “I went to her house after you threw me out and she confronted me.” She tried to guilt trip and side track me. When she noticed I wasn’t moved by her pout, she frowned and continued with her story. “She knew, I don’t know how, but she knew.” I knew how, but that didn’t matter. “You told her that was the first and only time right.” I didn’t like the look of on her face when she took too long to answer. When she bit her lip and wouldn’t meet my eyes, I knew she had screwed me over. “Why am I getting the impression that you opened your big fat mouth?” I remained calm but she knew exactly how pissed I was. “She was being all high and mighty… I just… I got mad and..” I didn’t need to hear anymore.

Grabbing her arm, I pulled her to the door, opened it and threw her out. “Don’t ever come back here again. I’m going to get Scar back and we won’t need or want you around. You don’t want to know what I’m capable of if you try and come between us again.” I warned her, slamming the door in her face. How could I f**k this up so badly? I knew Kelly was always jealous of Scar. She tried badmouthing her to me more than once whenever we were alone. She constantly tried to get me to leave her. She only stopped when I threatened to release a video one of my friends had gotten for me. I wasn’t stupid. I knew once I started sleeping with her that she would try to blackmail me into leaving Scar for her. Lucky for me, Kelly was in constant need of attention. My friend was more than happy to record her doing what she does best, on her knees. A lot of good it did me. I’m not sure I can fix this. How can I explain sleeping with her best friend for as long as I have been? If she already told my godfather… I’m screwed.

KELLY POV

Everything is going to s**t. I thought telling Scarlett how long Michael and I had been making love behind her back would break her. Make her ugly cry and envy the woman that was able to pleasure her man. She laughed in my face! I know she’s hurt deep down. All she ever talked about was how lucky she was, how amazing Michael treated her. So respectful and loving. What made matters worse is that she wasn't lying. He did treat her like a queen and dotted on her. Why couldn’t she just show her pain! Give me some satisfaction. I knew the risk I was taking by telling her, there was a chance that Michael would get back at me. I just thought that maybe he would change his mind and finally see that we are perfect for each other. That he didn’t need Scarlett. What is so great about her anyway? What man wants a know it all, little miss perfect prude of a wife? It's so frustrating that no matter what I do, he still wants her. Even now, there is no way she will ever take him back. He's willing to crawl over glass for her.

For now, I need to stay out of the way and fix my own problems. My mother isn’t happy about losing the Preston’s acquaintanceship. She, more than anyone in my family, took full advantage of all the perks. Needless to say, she was none too happy when she was denied entry to the country club. I haven’t told her exactly what happened to end our friendship but I might have to. She’s of the mind that I can fix things with Scarlett and stop interrupting her social climbing. That's one of the reasons I remained friends with the goodie two shoes. My mother actually started showing interest in me after I was able to provide her with a way into their world. We are by no means poor, but the wealth of the Preston's superseded ours vastly. On top of that, they are very well liked. There was no way I was going to go groveling for forgiveness. It wouldn’t do me any good anyway.

My only regret is that, although Scarlett was always so little miss perfect and Phoebe was a dope. They were my only friends. Most of the female population in our circles looks down on me. Probably because their men would rather be with me than them. Either way, I lost the only friends I had. Maybe Phoebe will still be my friend. It’s not like I slept with her nonexistent boyfriend. She is dumb enough to believe anything I tell her. It's just too bad she was there for my little outburst. I can't very well pretend he forced me when I gloated so shamelessly. There's no going back now. Maybe I should just cut my losses as far as either of them are concerned.