I spent the night at Ben's that night after I freshly showered, I combed my hair as Ben helped me clean my lip. I liked the fact that he cared so much about me, how his strong attractive hands wrapped around me.

Call me weird, but tonight was somewhat relaxing. Honestly, I only think it was because Ben was with me. Without him, I don't know how I would've survived.

After last night though, I kind of agreed with what Aubrey had said. About me being a bitch. I sure felt like one anyways.  Mainly I felt regret for cheating on Colton, for kissing Ben while I was still dating Him. I felt regret for allowing Layla to think she had a chance with Ben, when me and his relationship was already beginning. I felt regret for making Aubrey hate me so much, for what reason she had was unclear to me.

I hated how this was all spiraling out of control and there was nothing I could do to stop it. Unfortunately, I had to tell Layla. I couldn't just allow her to be oblivious about Ben and I, that would be wrong of me. I had to tell her sometime, I just didn't know when.

  Right now it was 9 am the next morning, we were laying in his bed, my arm wrapped around his bare torso. I was wearing leggings and one of his football t-shirts, my hair was in crazy curls. All was quiet, yet it was the perfect kind of quiet. I could hear the birds chirping outside and all seemed calm, that is until I broke the silence.

"This week has been the craziest week of my life" I said quietly, thinking about all the events that have occurred. Ben only nodded while pulling me closer to him. I rested my head on his chest and waited for his response. He sighed,

      "Yeah, but it's been one of the best ones for me" He concluded as he looked at me, a perfect smile on his lips. I snuggled deeper into his chest while his hands rested on my lower back.

      "This is how we used to lay even when we weren't together, and you know what I always dreamed of doing?" Ben said as he bit his lip, his hand circling my lower back.

    "What?" I asked with my eyebrows raised.

     "This" He said before he moved his hand to my butt. He squeezed it so hard I squealed - fortunately not like a pig- and he kept it there, holding his hand in place. Truth-be-told, I liked it.

     "Why did you always dream of doing that?" I questioned, although he knew I was just playing around. Joking with him. He chuckled as he shifted in bed.

    "It was always so close, but yet it was so damn far away" He said, rolling his eyes and kissing me softly on my forehead.

If I could, I would lay here forever, never getting up. Never.

Unfortunately, Ben's mom didn't seem to like that idea.

       "Ben! Get up, Breakfast is ready!" She screamed loudly from downstairs. Ben groaned and rolled his eyes, it was pretty evident that he didn't want to get up either. Ever since I found out the truth about Ben's mom, I found it hard to look at her the same way. To view her as the woman I would look up too, now seemed impossible. I'm not sure how Ben has dealt with it for years on end without telling a single soul.

      "We better get up before your mom gets mad" I said with a small chuckle. Ben wasn't very amused, but he got up anyways, pulling the covers to his side and standing up. He was wearing his boxers, and yep, that was all. But hey, I was perfectly okay with that, no arguments.

       "You're literally so hot" I said while practically drooling from my mouth. Ben rolled his eyes but took the complement anyways.

       "BEN! Breakfast is rea-"

"Oh my god!" She screamed as she opened the door to see her practically naked son and her favorite neighbor child laying in his bed. She slammed the door shut after she'd seen, and I could here her mumbling stuff on the outside of the door.

Honestly, I didn't know what to say as Ben scrambled for a shirt from his drawer and a pair of shorts.

    "Shit shit shit" He kept on saying, obviously not happy about the predicament. He slid on his clothes in a frenzy while I just laid there in his bed, getting up slowly once he had finished getting dressed. Ben raced to the door, opening it to see his mom on the other side.

This is when I came to the conclusion that his parents knew very little about the stuff he did with girls. They couldn't have known, and what sucked even more is this is their first time seeing it first hand and it wasn't what it looked like.

         "Mom, it's not what it looks like, trust me" Ben said in a small panic. His mom still looked like she'd seen a sight she never wanted to see again, she was obviously startled.

       "Not what it looks like? Psh. Please tell me you at least used protection" She said, putting her palm to her forehead. She clearly looked annoyed.

          "Mom we didn't sleep together, jeez why does everyone think that?" Ben said, him too getting annoyed as well. His mom only gave him a doubtful stare, she definitely wasn't falling for it.

       "I was a teenager too you know, I know you're just trying to save your skin.  Especially you Elizabeth because I'm calling your mother right away" She said, disappointment in her tone. She turned towards the staircase and started to head down the steps. Truthfully, I wanted to get her to stay and stop her from calling my mother, but at this point I knew there was no way she would believe the truth.

         "Hey, we might as well just have sex now since everyone already thinks we are" I joked. Ben's ears perked up, he was waiting for me to speak more.

        I started my journey downstairs, disappointment in my eyes and face. Life sucks. Ben remained by his bedroom door, confusion on his face.

      "Where are you going? I thought.." and then he stopped talking all together. He face turned a deep shed of red and he instantly felt uncomfortable, I could tell. "I- I thought you would want to leave through the window" He finalized, although it was clearly obvious he came up with that excuse on the spot. I started chuckling as I continued walking down the stairs, Ben shortly behind me.

When we got to the bottom of the staircase, His mom had just called my mom, and the conversation sounded rather scary. I listened anyways, eager and nervous to hear how my mom was reacting.

        "You'll never guess what I walked in on today" Natalie said displeasingly. After few moments, she spoke again.

"Ben and Libby together in his room. He was half naked Diane, I'm not sure what the heck happened, but didn't Libby have a boyfriend?" She questioned. I slapped my palm to my forehead, disbelief. Anger, frustration. "They claim they didn't... do the dirty.. but I know teenagers now a days and that seems pretty hard to believe" She continued. A few minutes pass as my mom spoke on the other end, I was praying she didn't believe it.

"That's what I was thinking too. They've been best friends since they were little, I doubt they would sleep with each other. Besides, I could never imagine them going any farther than just best friends. I don't want to imagine it either" she concluded. My heart about snapped in two, and just by the way Natalie was replying, I knew my mother was agreeing with her.

"Yes of course, dinner would be fabulous. Tonight you say?" Natalie asked happily. "And I'll send Libby home, yes. Thank you" She finished before hanging up the phone and concentrating on dishing out the breakfast onto 3 plates. We walked down stairs after a few minutes of the conversation being over to make it seem like we weren't listening.

But truthfully, my heart was shattering.

"Oh Libby! Your mom wants you home darling. Dinner tonight with all of us together so look nice" Natalie said while setting a plate full of pancakes on the table in front of Ben. I nodded and left the kitchen door (probably for the first time ever) and trudged back home to my living hell.

*•*•*•*•*

As soon as I walked through the front door I was sure my mom would start yelling, but instead she was sitting on the kitchen stool with a patient look in her eyes. 

           "Elizabeth. Please sit down, we need to talk" She said finally I gulped and maybe rolled my eyes a bit before sitting down on the stool next to her.

"What" I said plainly, not enthusiastic at all. She sent a glare in my direction.

"How are you and Colton?" My mom asked, interested. She looked at me like she was watching her favorite show, excited for a response.

"I broke up with him, okay? He's a jackass" I said. Honestly, I didn't really want to talk about it, all I wanted was to hang out with Ben since I didn't have any other friends anyways.

"Elizabeth Myers, don't talk like that in this house" My mom said strictly. I rolled my eyes.

"Well it's the truth." I said plainly, straight up. She rolled her eyes and sent a glare in my direction.

         "He seemed like a nice guy. AND he was cute, probably had some huge muscles right?" Mom joked while throwing out a wink in my direction. Instantly I could feel the conversation growing awkward, and I knew she wanted to take it to place that it didn't have to be.

         "Eh. He was a 6 out of 10" I said, while continuing walking up the stairs. Mom started to follow me.

        "Did you .......sleep-"

   "NO. Okay?? I know what you were going to say and the answer is no." I yelled, rather loudly if I might add. She looked startled, but I could tell she was just overreacting.

"Fine honey. What's got you in a bad mood?" She asked with a little bit of sass.

"You know very well why I'm in a bad mood" I said, while sending a little glare in her direction. She only rolled her eyes and walked away, leaving me by myself in the hallway.