Chapter 2

What the fuck have I done!?

Maybe this is all a dream.

No.

Maybe I threw up on my outfit and got had nothing else.

No. Miles is naked too so that can't be true.

I slept with my boyfriends brother!!

I'm such a fucking moron!

How could I do this to Kyle?!

As I was thinking of every possible scenario that this could not have been us having sex, I heard yelling from downstairs. It was too muffled for me to understand what they were saying or even who was saying it.

But my guess would be Kyle. Or his parents. But I can't seem to think of any reasons why Kyle would be yelling.

Then I heard yelling again. This time I hear a women. The last time I heard a man. Which is why I assumed it was Kyle.

Now I knew it was his parents. They probably found out about the party. I quickly grabbed the small blanket laying on the bed and wrapped myself in it to cover my body.

I didn't want Miles to see me naked. Even though, I am now 100% sure we have sex.

I looked around the room and saw that we weren't in Miles room, rather in Kyles.

I wonder if he knows we are in here. No. If he did then Miles would be laying on the ground dead.

"MILES JACOB COOPER GET YOUR SORRY ASS DOWN HERE IMMEDIATELY!!" I heard Kyles mother yell from downstairs. This time I could clearly hear her.

Miles got up and he was completely naked.

"Miles." I said grabbing his arm as he slipped on his pants. He looked at me but then quickly continued to get dressed.

"We need to talk about what happened." I said.

"Later Jemma. We will talk, I promise. But now I have to go deal with my parents. Get dressed too and meet me down there." He said putting on his shirt.

I nodded and as soon as he left the room I quickly put on my clothes not waisting anytime.

Once I had my clothes on I grabbed my phone and exited Kyles room and headed down the stairs.

"Do you think this is a fucking joke? This house is trashed. We were gone for one fucking day and we come back to this!! I swear I will never be able to trust you guys again. You guys are old enough to live on your own. And if you guys keep doing this, then I will kick your sorry asses out on the damn street." Mrs.Cooper said yelling at Kyle and Miles.

"Come on mom. Give it a break. It was one fucking party." Miles said.

Rude ass fucker.

"Shut up Miles and let your mother speak!" Mr.Cooper yelled.

"Jesus Christ." Miles said.

"You know what Miles, how about you get the hell out. Don't come back for a week. I bet you will come crawling back." Mrs.Cooper said.

"Kyle?" I said entering the kitchen.

"Oh hey Jemma." Kyle said. He walked over to me and kissed me forehead.

"Sorry about the mess Mr and Mrs Cooper." I said embarrassed.

"Don't be sorry sweetheart. These morons did all of this. You aren't to blame. And for you Kyle. You are grounded for 3 weeks. And I'm taking your car as well. " Mrs.Cooper said.

I have her a small smile.

"3 weeks! That's bullshit! I get thrown out and this little shit gets 3 fucking weeks! That's horse shit!!" Miles yelled.

"Miles calm down." I said. Miles rolled his eyes and stomped upstairs.

"Sorry about him Jemma. He doesn't like to be told what to do." Mrs.Cooper said.

"It's fine. Are you actually kicking him out?" I asked her. Mr and Mrs Cooper are really nice and kind people. But they don't like being disrespected. That is why Miles is not their favorite son.

Kyle isn't the perfect child. But is a hell of a lot better than Miles is. Miles is a problem child. He has been since day one.

I remember when I was 8, Miles got in trouble for beating up a kid for no reason. I believe there had to be a reason, but as far as I know, Miles just went up to the kid and hit him.

For no uncertain reasons. As the years progressed, it got worse. From 1 fight a year, quickly turned into 1 fight a day. The only reason why he was even still aloud to come into school was because Miles mom was the president of the PTA and also because they donate a lot of the money to the school.

"I'm leaving fuckers!" Miles yelled from the living room.

"I actually have to go. My parents are probably wondering where I am at." I said.

I kissed Kyle and headed outside to my car.

As I made my way to the car, I saw Miles sitting on the sidewalk.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"I don't have anywhere to go. I just called up my friend and he isn't able to come and get me." Miles said.

"Why don't you come with me? I don't think my parents would mind you staying. I just have to make up a good enough excuse. And it will give us a chance to discuss what happened last night." I said.

Miles looked at me and shrugged.

"I don't know Jemma. I don't want to intrude." Miles said.

I put out my hand for Miles to grab it.

"Don't worry. You won't. I don't want you out on the street. And your parents shouldn't be blaming you anyways. You didn't do anything wrong." I said.

"That's a lie. I had sex with my brothers girlfriend." He said sighing.

"Miles, I don't even know why you are upset about it. You HATE Kyle." I said.

"It's more than that." He said.

"How so?" I asked him.

"Cause I ruined our friendship." He said.

Then he and I both started laughing.

"Oh shut up. Come on, let's go back to my place." I said and Miles stood up.

"Do you not actually remember anything from last night?" He asked me.

"I remember some things. But not much. When I woke up, I didn't even know I had sex." I said

"Thanks." Miles said sarcastically.

"I don't mean it in a bad way, I just was super drunk." I said as we got into the car.

"Let me help you remember" He said before slamming his lips onto mine.