Love You So: PART NINE

Tears started to fall down my face, and as they hit my eye lashes, which were still coated in mascara, they continued their path down my face in black ink ravines. I turned to walk out of the door, but my feet felt like they were cemented to the ground.
Before my very own eyes, I saw my best friend, the girl I'd known and trusted the longest, lying on her bed, with my one true love on top of her. They were still fully dressed, but he was kissing her, and I don't think there was any doubts over what was going to happen.
I wasn't sure if they'd noticed my entrance, but as soon as Mollie opened one of her eyes, she saw me stood in the doorway, tears trickling down my cheeks.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she shouted, breaking the kiss and shifting so Nate had to move off her.
"I came to talk, to see if we could smooth things over, but I think I should go..." I said, creeping into my shell tentatively, so as to protect myself from the rage that was about to erupt before me.
"I think you should too." Mollie said in response, saying surprisingly calm, considering I'd just interrupted a special moment between her and my love.
"T, you don't have to go, we can all talk, right?" Nate interjected, which was greeted with an icy glare from his girlfriend.
"You're sweet, but maybe we should wait a few days before talking? I think we both need a break." and with that, I left, letting the door click gently shit behind me. I leaned back on the door, allowing it to support my body weight, and I cried some more. Stormy waves of emotion flooding through my mind, intoxicating my heart. As I started to head back to my makeshift bed, I heard Mollie say "Now, where were we?" and then do her 'I-sound-like-a-3-year-old' giggle, that all the boys loved. I knew Nate was going to melt, so I headed away, but as I made it a door away from my new friends, Nate grabbed my arm. I heard Mollie's door click shut, so I knew he'd left shortly after I had moved away from the door. I didn't particularly want to see him, so I tried to pull away, only to be resisted by his strength. I looked down and his hands, large and strong, with his wrists and strong forearms, muscles rippling as her tried to restrain me.
"T, I never meant for this to happen. I just wish you'd told me how you feel before, I-"
"Nate, you knew. Everyone knew. So please stop being so naive about this. I've reached a stage now where I feel like I've totally lost M, through entirely my own fault, and I really just want this whole situation to go away."
"Let me help." he said reassuringly, with a smile. With this smile came a sense of security that was never present in anyone else's smile. With a simple movement of his lips, I was transported into another world, another time, when a mother's arms felt like the safest haven. That smile captivated me and held me like a reassuring friend, constant, trustworthy and all ways there.
I looked longer at his perfectly rounded lips, with their flushed rose colour due to kissing Mollie. I looked at his teeth, so white in the blue late evening glow from the window opposite us.
My mind wasn't in my head anymore. I felt like I was watching us from outside of my body, and like a good film, I felt myself begging the girl to kiss the boy, and so I did.
I moved my lips up to his and pecked his lips, so gently and so delicately. I opened my eyes and immediately my mind was back in its rightful place, and I knew the error of what had just happened. I turned and walked into the other room. I could feel his gaze drifting helplessly around me, as I made my way into the room. Just as I turned to shut the door, I saw his expression. He was frozen. His face was unreadable, and his expression was blank. How was I supposed to know what he was thinking? How would I know if he'd tell Mollie? All I knew was that I needed to sleep, because no matter what he told her, civil war was going to break out as soon as I opened my eyes tomorrow morning...