Truthfully.

"Y-yeah." You say. "Sorry, Melody, but you did this to me." You try and give her a playful grin, but fades from your face fast as she gives you a snarl. The angry look on her face wasn't joking either. She rarely gets angry at you, but you know it when you see it. She draws her hand back and slaps you across the face. Not a playful one, but the kind that makes your ears ring. Your head turns to the side from the power of the hit. The loud sound echoes in the air and your jaw hangs open in surprise.

"You bastard." She hisses at you, getting up. "I can't believe you'd use me like this."

"W-what?" You ask, your jaw aching as you spoke.

"How long have you been trying to get in my pants, huh Jack?" She asks angrily, tears forming at her eyes. "How long have you been pretending to be my friend in hopes of laying me?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?" You exclaim, sitting up.

"I'm talking about that!" She points at your erect cock accusingly. Well, semi-erect anyway. The sudden exchange was killing you libido. "I'm just a potential toy to fuck to you, aren't I!" Her hands balled into fists and she started to sob. "God! You're just like Keith! You only fake liking me so you can get some!"

"Melody!" You yell. "That's not true!"

"Your dick betrays you, Jack." She snarls. "I get on top of you and it's already eager to claim as a prize. Why else would you get an erection if you weren't in this to fuck me?!"

"Maybe because I think you're beautiful!" You fire back. This at least catches her off guard. "God, Melody. Do you really think I only want to use you for sex? The reason I got an erection is because I think you're beautiful. Pretty, sexy, alluring, attractive, whatever. I always have. I've thought so since the first day I met you. But that doesn't mean I'm just trying to screw you. I am your friend. I've always been your friend. I mean, can't I think my best friend is good-looking?"

"I...I..." Melody stuttered, her resolve weakening.

"I'm not like Keith. I promise." You say softly. Your jaw is aching from your monolouge, but you ignore it.

"Oh, Jack!" Your friend bursts into tears again and throws herself into your arms. The **** knocks you over again and Melody is now lying on your stomach bawling into your chest. Your naked cock is now resting against her leg, but you try hard not to think about it. "I'm sorry! I am so sorry! I don't know where that came from, but I don't mean it! I swear!"

"I know, I know." You say soothingly.

"You're my best friend. You're my best friend." She whispered in your chest repeatedly, her tears soaking your shirt. "Please don't leave me."

"I won't. I promise." You assure her. You hold her against you tightly. She shakes in your arms for several more minutes before she calms down. She is silent for a few minutes before speaking up again.

"You...you think I'm beautiful?" She askes weakly.