Thirty Seven

Raven's world crumbled around her. Tears threatened to spill as she looked at the man she had trusted, the man she had fallen for. "So you've admitted that you slept with her? You cheated on me because you thought I did the same thing to you?" She asked, her voice trembling slightly. "You're a hypocrite, Mason. You said you couldn't look at me; you kicked me out for cheating when you had just done the same thing. You couldn't wait to run back into her arms, so you used my mess as an opportunity, right?"

"Raven, I'm sorry. I was drunk and things went out of control." Mason reached for her, but Raven stepped back, shaking her head. "I don't remember much from that night, that's why I didn’t say anything."

"You used me to get over her, but you weren't truly over her, were you? You both deserve each other," she spat, turning on her heel to leave.

Mason grabbed her arm, desperation in his eyes. "Raven, please believe me. I never wanted any of this."

"Then send her away, tell her to neve