The Aftermath

You spend the night next to Sarah, somewhat regretting what you've done. In your blind lust, you betrayed your best friend and slept with his crush. Even worse, you might have left your crush at the mercy of THAT asshole. And what about Nicole? Would Tom possibly use his 'charms' to manipulate and use her? If you didn't feel so deflated, you'd be rushing out of that room.

"Mhmm... morning Stud." Sarah says.

"Morning." You grumble.

Sarah shoots up and wraps an arm around you. "What's wrong?"

You push her arm away. "I don't wanna talk."

"This about Matt?"

You turn to Sarah. "How did you know?"

"Pfft, you boys think you're so secretive. I see all the nervous glances he gives me."

"It doesn't matter. I betrayed my best friend."

"Oh please. Highschool romance is such bullshit. Anyway, he probably went balls deep inside of Miranda last night."

You give Sarah a shocked look, to which she rolls her eyes.

"As I said, you guys are so predictable. His loss anyway. You and I both know Miranda doesn't fuck like I do."

"It's not about that."

"Oh come on. You can spend your time chasing your highschool sweetheart, but you'll always remember me. Doubt any other girl will fuck you like I did last night."

You give Sarah a scolding look that she smiles at. She knows she's right, and you hate her for it.

"Back in ancient times, you would be marching off to war for a girl like me. In ten years you'll be married and boring, but you'll never forget last night." Sarah then leaves the bed. "Don't pretend you don't want to make any more memories."

That's when Sarah walks out of the room, swaying her hips in an effort to entice you.