You're pissed

"You had sex with him? In my house?"

"Ye... yes," Sarah answers meekly.

You can't help but explode with rage. "YOU KNEW HIM FOR TEN FUCKING SECONDS AND YOU FUCKED HIM?"

"I... didn't... mean to."

"OH, YOU DIDN'T MEAN TO? THAT MAKES IT OKAY THEN. I CAN'T TELL YOU HOW MANY GUYS I ACCIDENTLY FUCKED."

"Alana, please..."

At that moment Todd entered the room to see what the yelling was about.

"You just couldn't wait, could you," you spit out at Todd, "you'll just stick your dick in anyone given the chance."

"You told her?" Todd shouts at Sarah.

"What if Sarah hadn't told me, Todd? Would you have just gone on acting like it never happened? You sat here flirting with me and kissing me after you just fucked Sarah and I had no idea."

"I didn't mean for it to happen," Todd added pathetically.

"Everything you said to me, about having a crush on me, about how beautiful I was. Did you mean any of it or were you just trying to fuck me?"

You were crying at this point. You couldn't believe you fell for all of Todd's bullshit.

"I meant every word, Alana. I care a lot about you."

"Not enough to jump at the first chance to fuck someone else, I guess. I can't be here with you two right now." You grab the cane and pull yourself off the bed. You struggle to keep yourself and Todd reaches out to help steady you. You quickly push his hands away and tell him not touch you. You limp your way out of the room and head for the front door.