The rest of the week flew by, uneventful for the most part. It doesn't really need to be said that this is an amazing feat right? My life has been plagued with drama recently, and I was happy to have some peace.

I know you must be wondering: with all that happened last weekend, how did nothing major go down? Well, there are a few reasons. When Tremaine ran off, I assumed it was to run off and profess his love to Bianca. Turns out, halfway there he lost the balls, and just went home. However, the next day, I watched Trey give Bianca a sincere apology for being an asshole to her lately, and they have been on good terms since. I hope he tells her how he feels pretty soon, I can't wait to see them together.

As for Aiden and Cameron, I haven't seen much of either of them in the past three days. I know for a fact that Cameron has been avoiding me after our little.. argument in the parking lot. He has every right to be upset with me, so I haven't exactly been going out of my way to talk to him. I want to give him some time to cool down. Aiden has been training hard this week, so he hasn't had much free time. Even when he does find some time to himself, he's either doing homework of sleeping. I haven't gone out of my way to talk to him either. We do text sometimes though. I took care to not mention what went down this past Sunday, that's something I want to talk about in person. But I'm not ready just yet.

I know you guys are dying to know about David and I. Well... we're as good as we can be I suppose. We've been talking, hanging out, all the things that normal couples do. Yet, for some reason, I can't help but think about what's in store. Will we last? I mean, I love David, but I haven't exactly been faithful. I try not to wonder why, I try not to think about it. I'm just going to take it one day at a time, and enjoy being with my boyfriend.

So yeah, everything is okay I'd say. Something in my gut tells me that this is the calm before the storm, however. I'm scared for what lies ahead...

-

I walked towards my locker, beaming. It was a beautiful Friday morning, after all. Three days of normalness! Is that even a word? Probably not. But who cares!

I was pretty early for once, and I didn't really know what to do with myself. At first, I checked all of my social media accounts, which were always filled to the brim with notifications I usually had no interest in. I quickly scanned them, disinterested.

After a few minutes, I put my phone down and opened my locker. I took out the books I needed for the day, and shoved them in my bag.

When I closed the locker door, I was face to face with a familiar pair of green eyes and caramel skin.

Cameron.

His eyes were full of sadness, and his green eyes pierced my soul, penetrating my heart with sadness as well. I still felt so bad for everything I put this poor boy through. Sure, he had a little bit of a hard time expressing his feelings properly, but don't we all at some point?

"Hey," he said sadly.

"Hey Cameron," I almost whispered.

He clenched his jaw in response. There was a tension filled silence.

I had to say something. I took a deep breath, preparing myself.

"Look, Cam, I'm sorry. I've been terrible to you, and you deserve a much better friend then me. You didn't deserve to be tr-"

Cameron startled me by enveloping me in a bear hug. After the initial moment of shock, I relaxed, and hugged him back. I felt safe in his arms.

After what felt like minutes, Cameron broke the hug and looked at me with a timid smile.

"Tracey, you're a great person. You really are. I don't want you to take full blame for what happened, because I definitely behaved disgustingly. For that, I apologize. I want you to know that I love you, and I want you in my life no matter what. I would love to be your friend, you know, if you want that. I don't want to let you go."

I stared into his eyes for a few moments, shocked. Then, I gave him another quick hug, squeezing him tightly.

When I pulled away, I said "Cameron, of course I want to be your friend. Despite all the craziness that has been the past couple of weeks, I know that you're an awesome guy. I want you to be in my life too, no doubt about that."

He beamed. "That's great!"

"Hey, what do you say we start over?"

Cameron gave me a wicked grin. He walked away for a few steps, then turned back and walked back to me.

"Hey beautiful, I'm Cameron Parker. What's your name?"

I giggled like a little girl. "Hi Cameron, I'm Tracey Morgan."

He held out his hand, and I shook it. "Well, it was wonderful meeting you Ms. Morgan." His smile was so wide, it reached to his eyes. A sense of happiness washed over me as well.

That was when it hit me like a ton of bricks. I was such an idiot. I realized that I do love Cameron, with all my naive little heart, but I'm not in love with the boy. He makes me happy, makes me laugh, makes me smile, and makes me feel safe.

Maybe you have no idea what real love is, the little voice inside my head scolded. I mentally sucked my teeth at that voice. But I couldn't help but feel like that little voice was right.

Cam made me feel the same way that Trey did, you know, minus the few times we kissed. Cameron is like a big bear filled with love and affection, and one day a lucky girl will get to enjoy all of his positive qualities. But I'm not that girl. I don't know how I know exactly, but I just have this feeling. I think I just got caught up in a whirlwind of emotions that I never took the time to decipher.

The bell rang, signaling the end of our little re-introduction, and bringing me out of my own thoughts.

"I hope I see you again Tracey," he said winking. I laughed, He knows we have first period together.

Cameron walked towards the direction of our class, and I followed suit.

So far, so good. I think I'm going to like today.

Tremaine's P.O.V.

I walked into school, looking forward to the last few hours before the weekend. This was the weekend I was going to profess my love for Bianca. I was going to do it Monday night, but I decided that I wanted to do it right. Maybe take her out to eat, romance her a little bit, you know? I need to do something to make up for how I've treated her all these years.

When I got to my locker, Brandon Walker, fellow teammate, was at his as well, already getting his books. When he closed his locker, he saw me.

"Hey man, what's up?" he held out his hand.

"Nothing man, just chilling," I slapped his hand, then proceeded to do the team's handshake with him.

"I feel you, I feel you." He paused for a moment, then seemed to remember something. "Hey, it sucks to hear about Tracey and David, they looked good together."

It took me a few moments to process what he said.

What the hell?

"What you mean?"

"I was at the bowling alley this weekend, and I saw Tracey with Aiden. They didn't look like they were there as just friends, not with their tongues down each other's throats. I just assumed..." he shrugged, not really knowing what to say.

I clenched my jaw, anger filling my body. I love Tracey and all, but it's always something else with this chick. I don't appreciate her hurting my boy's feelings like this.

"Oh, yeah. I must've forgotten for a moment," I managed to spit out.

The bell rang, and the expression saved by the bell came to mind. I didn't want to say something that I would regret.

"Excuse me," I muttered. I walked to class, seeing red...

Tracey's P.O.V.

After school, I started off to my car. I was still in a relatively good mood, it had been a pretty normal day. I couldn't help but remember that Tremaine had been acting weird when I saw him at lunch today. I wonder what's up with him?

Winter is in full swing now. The cold air bit my cheeks, and each breath I took stung my lungs just a little. I pulled my jacket a little tighter and continued to walk towards my car.

When I got there, Tremaine was leaning against my car waiting for me. What was with people and waiting by my car for me?

"Hey Trey, to what do I owe this pleasure?" I questioned.

"Can we talk?" he said coldly.

"Uh...sure." What is this about? I unlocked my car, and Tremaine opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

I walked around to the driver's side and stepped into the car. I looked at Trey, but he looked ahead, clenching his jaw. He was super pissed. I rarely ever saw him this mad. Something was really wrong.

We sat in silence for a few minutes. I was too scared to say anything. Whenever he got this mad, I was always paralyzed with fear. I never knew what would happen next. It's not like he's a violent guy, but he is pretty scary when he's mad. I hate getting on his bad side. But what did I do?

You know exactly what you did, the little voice in my head spat. I pushed that voice deep down, so I wouldn't have to listen to it.

When I couldn't stand the silence any longer I said, "Trey what's wrong? I'm worr-"

"You're what's wrong Tracey," he spat.

I shuddered. "W-What did I do?" I said, tripping over my words.

"I heard about you kissing Aiden," he said simply.

I gulped. Well what did I expect? We were in a public place. "I-"

He didn't let me finish again. "Do you enjoy hurting David, is that it? Last time we had a conversation like this, you told me that you like Cameron. Now you're swapping spit with Aiden? What's wrong with you Trace?" He let out a puff of air, frustrated.

"Listen, Trey, I know I fucked up. I honestly don't know-"

"That's the thing Tracey, you don't know what you're doing. You never stop to think about what you're doing or how it can affect other people. You're selfish. Do you even know what you want? Do you even love David?"

"Of course I love David!" I squeaked.

"Don't give me that shit. You love David, you love Cameron, you like Aiden, who's next?" He paused. "You know what I think? I think that you're just an emotional whore. You can't help but fall for every guy that gives you the time of day. You need to get your shit together Trace, and stop treating my best friend like dirt." And just like that, he left the car.

His words stung me. They pierced my heart and made me feel as if I couldn't breathe. I didn't even know how to process everything that he just told me. He... he called me a whore for Christ's sake. I know he just said it because he was mad, but could he be right?

I barely realized that tears were steadily streaming down my cheeks. I looked in the mirror and mentally thanked myself for wearing waterproof mascara. Taking a few deep breaths, I shakily put my keys in the hole and turned the car on. I drove out of the parking lot with tears started to blur my vision.

-

I didn't want to go home crying in fear of my mom seeing me, so I ended up at the park crying my eyes out on a bench. What Tremaine said really hit me hard, and I was hurting from it. It's not everyday your best friend/ brother calls you a whore you know.

I tried to analyze my feelings, but I couldn't seem to think clearly. All I could feel was pain. It feels like he took a hammer to my heart and smashed it to pieces. Trey has never talked to me that way, no matter how stupid I acted. And trust me, I say and do stupid things pretty often.

While I was wallowing in my own misery, I vaguely heard footsteps coming towards me. I sniffled and wiped my tears away, looking up to the mysterious person. It was Aiden.

His beautiful brown eyes were filled with worry. Looking at him look at me like that made my heart hurt.

"Hey beautiful, what's wrong?" he said, sitting down next to me.

I sniffled again. "My best friend basically just told me that I'm a terrible person... and he's right."

"Hey," he took my chin in his hand and turned my head towards him, "you are not a terrible person. You are one of the most amazing people I have met in my life. Remember that." he paused. "Why does your best friend think you're a terrible person?"

"Well because I cheated on David...with you." I couldn't look Aiden in his eyes, so I looked down at the floor again.

He was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for? It's all my fault. David is a good person, he doesn't deserve such a shitty girlfriend." I looked at him, and smiled sadly.

Aiden cupped my cheeks with his hands. His touch sent shivers down my spine. What is this boy doing to me? "I'm sorry that you feel like crap because of me. But... did you ever stop to think that David may not be right for you?"

"What do you mean?" I questioned.

"Well, I don't know about you, but when we kissed the other day I definitely felt something. I have a feeling you felt the same thing. Ever since that day I can't help but feel like you should be mine."

I thought about it. He might be right. When we kissed, I felt like there was no one else in the world but he and I. Everytime he touched me, it either sent chills down my spine or burned me with pleasure. David didn't make me feel that way. Maybe... maybe I'm not in love with David either? I really need to get my shit together.

I looked at Aiden and he stared back at me with a hopeful look in his eyes. I felt myself being pulled towards him again.

This is so wrong, I thought to myself as I leaned into him. I closed my eyes, and I felt his lips gently press against mine. The feeling of his lips on mine sent tingles throughout my entire body, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. Aiden pressed against my lips a little harder, deepening the kiss. My entire body was reacting to the kiss, giving me a feeling that I never felt before. What is this feeling?

After a while, I broke the kiss. Aiden stared into my eyes, his eyes filled with longing. I bit my lip. What do I do?

I sighed, and said "You're right. I feel different, I feel good when I'm with you. But I need some time to figure things out, and if I'm going to fall for you, we're going to do this right."

His face lit up. "Of course! Anything for you beautiful. Take all the time you need, I'll be waiting for you."

I smiled shyly. "Thank you." I stood up. "I'll see you later okay?" He nodded silently.

I bent over and kissed his cheek, and I walked back to my car.

-

When I came home, I found Brittany at the dining room table doing homework. My mother was in the kitchen making dinner. I went into the kitchen.

"Hey mom," I said, giving her a hug.

"Hey sweetie. Dinner will be ready in 30"

I nodded, and went into the dining room. I walked and sat down next to Brittany, ruffling her hair. I always wondered how she managed to get hair down to her waist, when my hair refused to grow past a couple inches down my arm.

"How are you Brit Brit?"

She looked at me, with a sad smile on her face. "Hey T, I'm sad."

I frowned. "Why, what's up honey?"

"I just don't understand, if mommy and daddy love each other, why can't daddy live with us anymore?"

I sighed. I forgot that she was young, and couldn't really understand everything that was happening. "Sometimes, even two people love each other very much, they don't belong together. One of them will always end up hurting the other, and they wouldn't be happy."

She pouted. "That doesn't seem fair."

I hugged her little body. "I know it doesn't. Life isn't always fair. You'll see that one day."

She nodded into my chest, and I broke the hug. "Finish your homework, okay?"

I went upstairs, and plopped down on my circular bed. My heart was hurting again. What I said to Brittany didn't only apply to my parents. I love David very much, but maybe we shouldn't be together. All I've done is hurt him, and I'll probably keep doing it.

I took a deep breath, and fresh tears rolled down my cheeks. I know what I have to do.

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*Song for this chapter is Cry by Rihanna. Even though Trey and Tracey weren't dating, this was the first time that Trey has ever spoken to her so rudely. The pain she feels from his words is something that she hasn't felt before.