I didn't know what to say. I didn't know what to do. But my impulse kicked in as soon as Miles told me that Kyle cheated. I don't deal with failure very well, or something not going according to plan.
And hearing this, totally ruined all of the plans I have built. My mind was trying to find a way to somehow fix the problem. But I can't change the past, so now I need to change the future.
Now, normally I wouldn't act too stupid, but for some reason these last few days, I have been a lot more spontaneous. And it's giving me the courage to march right up to Kyle and call him a stupid cheating son of a bitch.
"Jemma, please tell me what you are thinking," Miles said as he was driving us through the neighborhood. "Not now Miles. I'm pretty pissed right now. I first need to deal with Kyle. Then I and you can talk." I said. "I didn't do anything wrong though." He said. "I never said you didn't do anything wrong Miles. But technically you did. You lied to me." I said.
"I never lied to you." He said. "You're right. You just chose to keep the truth from me for some uncertain reason." I said annoyed. After finally saying something, Miles finally shut his mouth. He knew I was pissed and I wasn't looking to pick a fight with him right now.
I'm really trying not to blow up on Miles right now and I'm trying to save my anger for Kyle. But the longer the drive is, the more I keep thinking that Miles hid this from me. I've been playing house with a fucking cheater and with a fucking liar.
How am I supposed to trust him now? Miles told me that he would be truthful, but now thinking that. I guess he did tell me the truth, but something terrible came out of it. I guess I'm lucky he even told me at all. But it's going to be hard to forgive him. Especially since he is putting my relationship on the line.
I know Miles technically did nothing wrong, but not telling me seems like he did something wrong. "We're here," Miles said snapping me out of my trance. I looked around and saw that he was now parked outside of his house. I took another deep breath and got out of the car.
"I'm telling you this now Miles. You will NOT get in the middle of this. I need to deal with this on my own." I said. "Why? We are supposed to be in this together." He said. He walked over toward me and took my small hands into his. "You lost that chance when you kept this from me," I said taking my hands back and walking past him. I heard him sigh as he followed me to the door.
I once again took another deep breath before opening the door and walking up the stairs to Kyle's bedroom since he seemed to not be downstairs. I walked past all of the other bedrooms and stopped right in front of Kyle's. Time to face the music, I thought.
I felt Miles's presence behind me. "Jemma." He whispered. "Shut up," I said angrily. I grabbed the nob with my hand and began to turn. But before I could turn it all the way Miles pulled me back and slammed me up against the wall. He was now standing in front of me.
"Please don't do this. If you do this, you guys will break up and everything me and you have built will be ruined." He begged.
"What have we built Miles?" I asked him. Miles didn't respond. I turned back around but Miles grabbed my arm forcing me to face him. "You will not go in there Jemma. I am not going to lose you because of my brother's stupid mistake." Miles said. I rolled my eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me Jemma." He gripped. The old Miles was back. The sweet and kind Miles was gone and into the past. I swear he is bipolar.
"Miles, please just at least let me talk to him," I said. "I can't be the girl that is weak. He and I may break up. But I'll try and save my relationship the best I can. For us. I promise." I said as I put my hand on his cheek. I gave him a small smile before I put my lips onto his.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer. I needed to save my relationship. Not for me and Kyle. But for me and Miles. I need to see if it's safe to go with him or not. I'm not wanting to have another Kyle on my hands.
I need to know that I can trust Miles. If Miles didn't have a whole past behind him or lie then I wouldn't have a problem leaving Kyle. But it's hard to trust, somebody, especially since I just found out I got cheated on.
I needed to talk to Kyle as soon as possible, but this kiss was getting too heated. Miles deepened our kiss and picked me up and put me up against the wall as I wrapped my legs around his waist. Miles moved his lips from mine down to my neck. I lightly moaned as he began to suck on my neck.
"Miles." I moaned out again. I knew Miles was getting excited cause I could feel his hardness growing against my stomach. But before we could go any farther, I heard a gasp.
"You have to be fucking kidding me!" Kyle yelled. Miles stopped sucking on my neck and placed me back onto the ground.
"Kyle. It isn't what it looks like." I try defending myself for no reason at all. "BULLSHIT JEMMA! I just saw you making out with him! If I wouldn't have come out here you would probably have sex with him!" Kyle yelled. "Wait, weren't you suppose to be with friends?" I asked him. Kyle then ceased.
"Um, yeah. But they canceled." Kyle spat out quickly. "Kyle?" said a woman's voice. Then behind him, a half-naked Elise came out. "Elise?" I asked. "Jemma," she said shocked.
"Now, I don't feel as bad," I said. "What's going on?" She asked. "What's going on is that I just caught my cheating boyfriend red-handed," I said.
"I came here to see if you and I could work through you being a cheating asshole, but now it seems that we can't," I said. "I never slept with her," Kyle said. "Miles told me you slept with her Kyle! I know you cheated on me!" I yelled. "I did sleep with her yes! Ont he camping trip and I am so sorry. But she came here like this. I swear I didn't sleep with her." he said
"Doesn't matter now does it?" I asked him. "It does. I swear it does. I don't care what you two did. I know you were only mad at me. I love you Jemma. Please forgive me." He begged. "Let me think it over," I said. "Why?! What is there to think over?" He yelled.
"You don't get to yell at me! You fucked up!" I yelled.
"So did you!" He yelled back.
"At least your brother was a good substitute for you," I said before taking Miles's hand in mine and walking to his bedroom.