Scratch One Off - Chapter 8

 The light pierces through you window and cuts right through your eyelids, waking you out of your blissful slumber into a cruel world of ear-splitting headaches and a precarious churning in your stomach that told you a trip to the toilet might be necessary soon. You reluctantly open your eyelids to try to regain your senses. Thankfully, you somehow ended up back home in your own bed, with no vomit to be found. Once your vision focuses back in, a naked Vinyl appears next to you, which seems normal enough. A pang of realization washes over you when you realize you're naked too. You sigh, internally berating yourself as you piece together what little you remember from last night.
    No amount of alcohol could make you forget Sunset's face when Vinyl kissed you. The hurt in her eyes pierces through your heart, ruining your mood before you can even think about enjoying last night.  You feel even worse when you realize what you must've done with Vinyl when you got home.
    Just as you start thinking about it, Vinyl turns over with a sappy smile and groggy eyes to lean against you, making sure to lay her breasts across your arm and draw circles in your chest with one finger. "Morning," she says with a content tone. "Wanna go another round? I could definitely use more of last night," she says with a sly grin and a gentle nudge.
    You rub your forehead and lean up out of bed, leaving her alone in the sheets. "I think I'm just gonna get up." Once you put your feet on the carpet and attempt to rise, you have to brace yourself against the wall to keep yourself from tipping over. You grab your temple in pain and wince. "Jesus, how drunk did we get last night?"
    Vinyl stretches out across the bed, her smile widening as you say 'last night', as if she's enjoying a fond memory. "Yeah, you got drunk as hell last night. Whiskey definitely does wonder for you."
    "You didn't drink?" you ask with a raised eyebrow.
    "Oh, not really," Vinyl says, snuggling back up into the sheets, "I had to perform, so I couldn't be too drunk. It was a lot of fun being around you though," she says, her sly smile returning. "I don't think I've ever had a night like that," with that her eyes slide down your body and towards your groin; as she looks back up she bites her lip, trying to look sultry. "You sure you don't want to go again?"
    If it'd been any other day you probably would say yes,  but instead you just step into your jeans and put the rest of your clothes on without a word. Vinyl shrugs and rolls back over in bed. Guilt built up inside you as you look to your phone and see that it's almost eight. The thought of facing Sunset right now makes you want to crawl into bed and never get out again.
    Despite the growing nervousness, you lean up against the wall outside of the front door, waiting impatiently for a knock.
    You continuously clench your fists and chastise yourself for last night, and think of what you might say when you actually open that door. She's not really your girlfriend, right? So why should that kiss have meant anything? Even as you try to rationalize it, you can't help but remember the feelings that overtook you last night as your lips touched, and the betrayal in her face when Vinyl kissed you. There is no simple solution to this problem, no matter how hard you try to think about it logically.
    You grimace as the wait for her becomes excruciating. Just like her: ten minutes before ten. You hear a knock on your door and immediately  open up the door to Sunset, making her hand drop forward awkwardly without the presence of the wood.
    She sees you and drops her eyes to the floor, not wanting to meet your gaze. "Sunset, about last night..." you open your mouth, but the myriad of dialogue you want to let out catches in your throat.
    Sunset lets out an odd mixture of clearing her throat and coughing to cover for something. "Don't... don't worry about it. It was just the alcohol making us stupid. Sorry for coming between you and Vinyl," she says, never looking at you.
    Her flat tone feels like ice spiking through your heart. The lightly smeared mascara underneath the new layer tells you she didn't take last night too well, and only makes you feel worse.
    "That's not--" your words get caught in your throat again. You don't even know what you want to say anymore.
    "It's alright," she says, raising a hand to stop you. "I should probably go ahead and make breakfast anyway." She pushes past you without another word, leaving you standing in the doorway with your mouth open, feeling even worse than before.
    As if on que, Vinyl comes out of your room, wrapped in your sheets and not even trying to hide her sex hair and content smile. "Morning, Princess. What's on the menu for today?" she says as she takes a place up on the bar stool.
    Sunset turns around, and you can tell by her eyes that she immediately puts together the pieces in her head. The blush on her face isn't embarrassment or anything you'd usually cause, but almost anger in a sea of sadness. You run your fingers through your hair and wince at the sight.
    Sunset, to her credit, keeps a level head and just turns back around to the kitchen. "Just pancakes or something I guess."
    "Sounds good to me. So," Vinyl leans in, a confident smile on her face, "why did you leave early last night?"
    Sunset stiffens up at the question. "Oh, I just... didn't feel well after those drinks and wanted to go home."
    "Heh, lightweight," Vinyl says, leaning up against the counter and letting the sheets fall off of her a little bit. "We definitely had fun. Especially afterwards, didn't we?" Vinyl coos as she looks in your direction.
    You didn't want to be in this situation anymore. Before Vinyl was even halfway through her last sentence you turn around, slip your shoes on, and shut the door behind you, leaving the two girls alone as you trot down the stairs. You need to clear your head. Anymore stammering and awkward conversation like that is only going to make the situation even worse.
    It's a cloudy day; the sun is nowhere in sight. It looks like it might rain at any second, but being wet and miserable seems like the better option at the moment. You have no idea where to go, so you just let your feet take you wherever they feel like going.
    You shove your hands in your pockets and close your eyes tightly. The torrent of sounds of the city around you drowns into your thoughts, as you try to think of what to even do.
    You knew last night this was going to be a difficult day, and Vinyl certainly isn't helping. You don't know if she's just being oblivious or purposely hurtful, but either way, you know Sunset isn't taking it well.
    But why? You keep asking yourself over and over why it should mean anything. Why should this be a big deal to you or Sunset. You've never had a romantic interest in her, and she's never been anything but platonic with you. Despite that, last night's kiss with her felt so strange. You've never had that feeling with anyone else. You'd like to chalk it up to just the awkwardness of the situation in general, but your mind won't let you settle on that conclusion.
    Once you snap out of your thoughts, the whine of the tires on the highway and occasional car horn and the usual sounds of the city are gone. You're in the park, standing in front of that little pond again. It's sprinkling now, sending ripples across the pond and making your shirt slightly wet across the shoulders. The memories of standing here with Sunset wash over you, alleviating the slight discomfort of the weather and makes you smile slightly. Her grin as she looked out to the setting sun with you, the feeling of her warmth radiating against you when she hugged you, the long talks about nothing at all during those boring summer afternoons. You realize that's not something you want to give up.
    Steady girlfriend be damned, the last thing you want to lose right now is your best friend.
    With a new found purpose, you walk back home. You know you have to sort this out with Sunset, alone.
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    You open the door up to your apartment and drip all over the carpet. Just as soon as you got halfway back, the weather turned bad, going from a light sprinkle to full on downpour. You can hear the constant patter on the roof once you close the door behind you. Before you get down to business, you definitely need change of clothes.
    Just as you go to turn to your room, however, you can hear the familiar bickering of the two girls in your life from your old junk room. You peak your head around the corner to see both of them in their uniforms, taking breaks from picking things up to throw another line at each other.
    "Or what? You going to shoot me like you almost did him? Yeah, I saw that scratch on his car," Sunset says matter-of-factly, anger clear in her voice.
    "That... I... N-no! That's not what happened, and just because you're too irresponsible to properly handle a gun doesn't mean I am," Vinyl says definsively.
    "Me!? Irresponsible?" Sunset adds a condescending laugh, "I'm not the one who has to mooch off someone the second my boyfriend breaks up with me! Or the one who has to outright avoid places since I couldn't control myself for one night, or whose personality is so god-awful that I can't even hold onto one set of friends for longer than six months. Should I go on?"
    "Oh, shut the fuck up. At least I have a boyfriend. I bet every guy you've ever liked dropped you the second they saw how boring you were. When's the last time you've even had a boyfriend? Let me guess, sophomore year in high school? I'm sure you've been following the same dead end since then, hoping it would just miraculously happen."
    "It's not..." Sunset starts intensely, but reels back, "It's not a dead end," Sunset says, trying to convince herself more than refute Vinyl.
    Vinyl rolls her eyes. "Admit it already, you're never going to get anywhere with him. If you've been too much of a pussy to even say anything for this long, then you really deserve sitting on the sidelines and watching while someone else gets him instead."
    Sunset looks away from her for a moment and doesn't say anything. "Fuck you..." she finally lets out, her voice cracking like she's trying to hold back a sob.
    You feel the emotion in that one. Sunset has always had some sort of witty comment for anyone she's gotten in an argument with. Seeing her resort to that definitely means it's getting way too serious. You step into the doorway to put an end to it.
    "Girls! That's enough. I thought we were done with the childish arguments?" you say, trying to sound as stern as possible.
    "Hey, she started it," Vinyl says, trying to sound playful.
    Sunset ducks her head back down and continues to clean, keeping her eyes away from you or Vinyl and sighs. "Sorry, it won't happen again."
    You purse your lips as you watch Sunset go back to her depressed state. You almost prefer her being pissed over this.
    "Sunset," you say, making her perk up, "can I talk to you... alone." You direct your eyes towards Vinyl, who puts her hands up innocently.
    "Now or never, princess," Vinyl says, nudging Sunset as she walks past. Sunset jerks away from her.
    "Oh, shut up," Sunset spits back at her as she follows you out of the room. You lead Sunset into your room and close the door behind her. Hopefully that will be enough of a signal to Vinyl to leave you two alone.
    You take a deep breath and pull your wet shirt over your head. Better to have hard conversations while somewhat comfortable at least. As you yank a clean one out of your closet, you turn to Sunset and open your mouth.
    "Look, Sunset, I..." the words catch in your throat when you see her face.
    She definitely knows this isn't going to be an easy conversation either. She's staring intensely at the carpet, her hands restlessly fidgeting with each other. She even brings her wrist up to her mouth instinctively before realizing she isn't wearing something that has sleeves.
    You close your eyes as you feel the nervousness building up inside you as well. You remember how badly you wanted to keep her in your life on the walk back, so you take a deep breath and soldier through.
    "Sunset, I think we need to talk about last night... I know you said not to worry about it, and I'm sure the alcohol definitely had something to do with it, but... just look at us," you say as you notice her increasing blush, "I really don't want us to stop being friends, and this entire situation is already making things awkward."
    "I, actually wanted to talk to you too... about, well, everything," Sunset says timidly, still not able to make eye contact.
    "Huh?" you say raising an eyebrow.
    Sunset takes a nervous step forward and opens her mouth a few times, trying to look for the right words. Her eyes dart back and forth across the carpet, slowly trying to make eye contact with you, but failing every time.
    "I... I think we really... I feel like... I lo--" Sunset closes her eyes in frustration as every thought stops halfway out of her mouth. She gives a quiet groan of annoyance at herself before finally meeting eyes with you.
    The two of you share a strange moment as all the words fall away, and everything else stops mattering. All you can focus on are the soft, blue shades in her eyes and the expression of distant wonder among a sea of uncertainty.
    Sunset finally looks away and spouts a quiet "fuck it".
    Before you can even realize what's going on, Sunset lunges forward and presses her lips against yours. You drop the shirt in your hand as your eyes go wide at the sudden push. The force of her throwing herself at you causes both of you to fall backwards into your bed as the feelings start to overcome you.
    Sunset's soft hands gently lay on either side of your face, carefully holding you in place as the warmth of her lips graces your own. The electric feelings of last night return yet again, but much clearer this time. There's no sudden shock, no realization of what your impulses just lead you to do. Outside of the influence of alcohol and the oddity of the first time, it felt right.
    After your surprise at Sunset's forwardness wears off, Sunset breaks away from the kiss, desperately looking from one eye to the other to see if she's done something wrong, if you're going to tell her you're not interested, or something even worse. You can see the immense stress on her face as the moment lingers. You know what you want to do. You grab wrap your hands around her back and pull her back down, meeting lips again, but much more passionately this time. Sunset lets out a tiny coo of pleasure at your reciprocation, and you can feel her heart beating intensely through her maid outfit against your chest. As the warm feeling of her embrace envelopes your senses, you notice your heart beating just as hard.
    The two of you can no longer rationally control your actions; drunk off of each other's affection, your hands move of their own accord. The laces on the back of her uniform go first, followed by the clip of her bra. With her bare back exposed, you slide your hands down her skin to slip your fingers underneath her waistband, slowly pushing the fabric down her hips to expose her completely.
    Sunset is succumbing to the same urges, letting her hands explore your bare chest as the make their way down to your pants. With one hand, she raises your head up to maintain the kiss as she leans back to give the other hand room to work. With a quick motion, Sunset has your pants unbuttoned and shoots her hand under the waistband of your underwear, quick to go after what she really wants.
    The smooth contours of her hand wrapping around your length make you break away from the kiss to let out a satisfied sigh. The feeling of her gently stroking you is heavenly, and the last doubt that you might not be at full mast has been completely destroyed.
    You lean back up to meet lips again, this time opening your mouth to let your tongue's mingle together, not caring to be articulate, but simply enjoying the feeling of letting the tension between you two turn to pleasure. You return to her tiny skirt, slipping it all the way down her hips and letting it rest on her thighs. Wanting to return the favor, you snake a hand down her bare navel and between her legs, slipping your fingers across her sopping wet folds.
    Sunset's slit radiates an intense heat that tells you she's been looking forward to this. As soon as you slip two of your fingers inside her Sunset has to break the kiss herself to let out her own, drawn-out coo of pleasure.
    The two of you stay in the same position for a few moments, exploring each other's bodies and sharing warmth as you settle into the feeling of getting so intimate with your best friend. Your mind can't really form rational thoughts any longer, as you lift her bra and maid top up her arms and off her completely. The feeling of her bare breasts resting against your chest is the final straw in losing your logical thinking completely. You're operating solely on instinct and urges at this point.
    At some point during the mindless kissing and fondling, you hear your door open up and close again. You decide to not pay it any mind, thinking that Vinyl might've looked in for a moment before darting back out. This isn't the case at all once you feel the weight of a third person on your bed.
    Sunset's hand grips your length uncomfortably tightly as she breaks away from your embrace with a shocked expression. You look up at her in confusion until she opens her mouth.
    "Vinyl, what the--" she starts in a harsh whisper as she tries to look back. Absorbed with infatuation and testosterone, you seize the opportunity without thinking of any of the consequences. You wrap your hands around Sunset's neck and pull her back down into a kiss.
    Sunset doesn't resist at all once she feels your lips connect with hers again and your arms around her. She settles back into you again, albeit a little more tensely this time. From what you could tell, Vinyl is just as good at fucking girls as she is guys. Sunset's tiny coos of pleasure slowly turn to full-blown moans as Vinyl goes to work on her. Her hips continually sway and fidget unconsciously, and you can feel Susnet's excitement drip down her thighs and around your pants.
    With her free hand, Vinyl tugs on your pants with little success. You break away from your embrace with Sunset to help her along, slipping your pants and underwear down your own thighs, letting Vinyl easily pull them off of you. Once they're off, you really can feel how well Vinyl is tearing into Sunset; her fluids have already made their way to the halfway point of her thighs, and are letting the occasional drip across your groin, making your cock twitch in anticipation.
    Vinyl wastes no time in going to work on you as well. Switching hands between the two of you, she wraps the hand she just used on Sunset around your length, letting Sunset's warmth and wetness glide across you as Vinyl strokes it.
    You and Sunset hold onto each other tightly as the pleasure of Vinyl's actions overtake you. You involuntarily let your hips buck at the feeling of Vinyl's hand stroking you, brushing the tip up against Sunset's soft navel. You can almost feel Vinyl's devious smile as she pulls your cock back slightly, and rubs against Sunset's wet folds. You both break away from your kiss momentarily at the feeling. Her warmth radiates through your length and makes you let out a satisfied groan. Sunset's grip on you tightens as her own barrage of pleasure assaults her.
    Without warning, Vinyl slides you into Sunset. Her warm, velvety insides grip your length tightly. Sunset grabs your arms so tightly you think she might tear the skin. With her forehead leaning against yours, she closes her eyes and lets out a long sigh as you push each inch into her.
    Vinyl leans over and grabs her by the shoulders. You can see the sly smile on her face from behind Sunset, but you're way too caught up in the moment to do or say anything. Vinyl pulls her back, forcing you deeper into her.
    Sunset lets her head fall back at the feeling, letting the first clear moan leave her lips once you feel your entire length inside her. You slide your hands up Sunset's thighs, past the skirt still clinging to them, and up onto her hips. You let out a groan of your own as Sunset subconsciously sways her hips on you, moving you around inside her and sending waves of pleasure through her own body as well.
    Vinyl snakes her hands around Sunset's bare skin, letting one hand find its way up to her breast, and the other across her navel until it forces itself between the two of you, stroking Sunset's clit to send her even deeper into the throes of passion. Sunset lets her head rest on Vinyl's shoulder, and rests her own hands on your wrists, letting you and Vinyl take complete control over her.
    Vinyl pulls back Sunset's silky, red and yellow hair to place her lips against Sunset's neck. With your hands keeping her steady, you gently push your hips into hers and simply enjoying the feeling of being inside your best friend. Her warm, wet folds absorb your every thought as you push yourself past them, and the subtle coos of her pleasure fill the room only make you want more of her.
    Sunset bites her lip and arches her back as Vinyl's hand increases its pace. Vinyl doesn't bother giving her a break as she makes sure to plant kisses on every part of Sunset's neck and lets her practiced hand massage into her breast.
    As much as you enjoy the sights, sounds, and feelings of your situation, you can't help but want more. For a moment you stop pushing into Sunset to sit up on the bed, wiggling yourself out from under her to get into a better position. Sunset gives you a questioning mumble as you slip out of her, but Vinyl's smile only grows wider as she sees what you're doing.
    With you out of the way, Vinyl pushes the very limp Sunset over onto the bed without much effort, and with a sultry smile, pulls Sunset's skirt and panties down the rest of the way off her legs, followed by her boots, leaving Sunset in nothing but her socks and little lacy choker that came with the maid outfit. Vinyl leans down as you crawl across the bed, spreading Sunset's legs and giving her mound a few kisses and licks in preperation for you. Sunset bites her lip and opens one eye, watching Vinyl go to work on her. You can see the uncertainty and concern in her face, but no other emotion but lust could pass through your mind right now.
    Vinyl moves aside, presenting you Sunset, legs spread and ready to go. You position yourself at her hips, laying your cock against Sunset's navel and lovingly tracing one hand up her side as the other gets ready to help you back in her.
    Vinyl strips herself of her outfit, eager to have a little fun herself. As quickly as she can with one hand, she pulls off every little strip of fabric on herself while letting her other hand under her waistband, enjoying the sight of you lining up with Sunset.
    You don't pay her much mind as you let the tip flow through Sunset's folds, enjoying the little moments of warmth and all the little emotions it's eliciting from Sunset. Once you finally find your mark, you slowly ease yourself back in her, maintaining eye contact with those lovely blue orbs of hers. She closes her eyes and grips the sheets tightly the deeper you go, your cock making her arch her back and let out tiny whimpers of pleasure as you filled her.
    Vinyl finally pulls off her last sock, and is eager to get in on the action. She leans down next to Sunset and presses her lips on the closest nipple she could reach, making Sunset gasp and put one of her hands on Vinyl's arm. Vinyl, her own fingers still deep inside of herself, kisses every part of Sunset's breast, even sparing a few moments to give the more tender areas a few nibbles. With you gradually increasing the force of your hips inside her, Sunset squirms under you and Vinyl's touch.
    Vinyl breaks her attention away from Sunset's breast to kiss up her chest and neck, stopping at her lips to trade a few kisses with Sunset. A small part of you wonders why Sunset would ever be okay with this, but is completely drowned out by the feeling of Sunset's soft thighs wrapped around your hips, and your length buried deep inside of her.
    Vinyl breaks away from Sunset's lips with a sly smile on her face. With no warning of her actions, she throws one leg over Sunset's face and straddles her head, forcing Sunset mouth first into Vinyl's wet slit. Vinyl leans forward and grabs you by the shoulders forcing you into a wet, sloppy kiss.
    For some reason your desire for more only grows stronger. Instead of the slow, gentle thrusts into Sunset, you turn your force up a notch, tightening your grip around Sunset's hips and really driving into her. Sunset moans loudly into Vinyl, arching her back yet again under the sudden force. Her strained moans come out muffled between Vinyl's folds as she focuses her grip on Vinyl's hips instead of the sheets now.
    Vinyl breaks away from you to give a content sigh of her own. "Ooohh, right there, princess." She says as she melts into your shoulder at the feeling of Sunset's tongue.
    You pound into Sunset with as much force as you think she can handle. The loud, wet smacks from your hips elicit louder and louder muffled moans from between Vinyl's legs. Vinyl sways her hips on Sunset's head, obviously enjoying the attention as she lovingly kisses across your chest, drawing her hands around your body.
    You close your eyes, enjoying the feeling of Sunset's excitement coating most of your groin. Her welcoming inner walls tense with every stroke, enveloping your member in the heavanly grip of her insides. With every pump you can feel yourself getting closer to the edge, the moans of the two girls driving you mind wild with lust.
    Sunset can't seem to take anymore either. As her muffled cries reach an apex, she arches her back one last time, her hips twitching slightly as her folds convulse around you. You push yourself as deep inside of her as she's willing to take, giving her no respite from the pleasure assaulting her.
    Once her orgasm fades, you quickly pull out of her, the subtle milking of her orgasm pulling you towards your own. You had enough sense not to cum inside her, but not nearly enough to escape your impending climax.
    You let the first volley fall between Vinyl and Sunset's bare chests, hitting Vinyl first only to drip down to the next target. Vinyl's sly smile only grows once she sees your face, and quickly leans down to take in the next few spurts.
    Before your next convulsion can spill anymore seed on the girls, Vinyl takes you into her mouth, happily lapping up every drop you give to her. Her tongue coaxed every ounce out of you, circling around and massaging all the right spots. The warmth of her lips wrapped around you makes your head fall back, cause a deep, satisfied groan to escape your mouth.
    You can hear an audible gulp as you slip out of Vinyl's mouth. The sudden absence of attention lets you regain your other senses. You lean against the bed beside the girls, watching as Vinyl leans away from Sunset, revealing her face. Sunset is stained with Vinyl's own fluids from her nose down to her chin, and her expression is that of content exhaustion. Vinyl continues to run her hands across Sunset's bare skin, tracing her tongue across the tiny pools of cum that built up on Sunset's navel. Sunset can only coo quietly at the feelings, her glazed eyes longing for your embrace.
    Once Vinyl is done, you fall between them and wrap one arm around Sunset, who lethargically crawls up to you and gives you a soft kiss before snuggling in against your chest. Vinyl on the other hand falls into the sheets and puts both hands behind her head, a victorious smile on her face. The three of you bask in the afterglow for a few minutes, simply letting the memory of your first time together sink in.
    After another few moments though, you and Sunset start to come to your senses. You can see the slight worry on her face, and concern grows on you as well. This isn't what you wanted your first time to be, and may only make things even more awkward as well. You try not to worry about it for now, and hold Sunset tighter against you, silently worrying about your future with her.
    "Well that's that. Looks like you've got a couple of contracts to rip up, huh?" Vinyl says, without a hint of shame in her voice.
    "What?" Sunset says in a flat, cold tone as she perks up from your side.
    "Yeah, he promised me that he'd let us out of our contracts if I could get you into a threesome with us." Vinyl looks over to meet Sunset's suddenly furious gaze and raises an eyebrow. "What? I just saved you from a few more weeks of maid duty. You're welcome."
    Sunset's glare turns from Vinyl to you. As soon as you meet her eyes, you know you fucked up. Tears well up at the edge of her vision, and her expression is nothing but pure anger and betrayal.
    "Is that really all I mean to you? Some two-bit slut to make bets about?" she says, getting up from the bed, but never breaking eye contact with you. Tears are already streaming down her cheeks. You wince at her gaze but raise your hand up to try to stop her.
    "Sunset, no, that's not what this w--"
    "Oh yeah? What was it then? One good fuck before you ruin your life with her?!" Sunset is shaking she's so mad. She looks between you and Vinyl, then slaps away your outstretched hand. "Don't fucking touch me." Sunset finally closes her eyes and lets out the first wave of a sob. She looks away and tries to contain herself, but to no avail. "I can't believe I just did that..." she whispers to herself as she gathers up her clothes and runs out of your room, slamming the door behind her.
    "Jeez. What the hell is her problem? Not like I didn't let her take center stage in that threesome," Vinyl says, with no hint of remorse or empathy for Sunset.
    "Oh, can it, Vinyl." You get up and gather up some clothes of your own, putting them on as quickly as you could to catch Sunset before she storms off. "Just stay out of this one, alright?" you say as you move towards the door with your pants halfway on.
    Vinyl shrugs and settles into the sheets, putting her arms back behind her head. "Alright, whatever. Just tell me when she's done with her little temper tantrum and it's safe to come out."
    You shake your head and button your pants, making your way out of your room as quickly as possible and shutting the door behind you.
    "Sunset, wait!" you say as she throws her jacket over her shoulders and stomps towards the front door. As soon as she hears you she glares daggers at you and stops in place, a torrent of emotions overcoming her blushing face. Tears freely stained her cheeks and dripped onto the carpet below.
    "Why? Why should I stick around and wait for you? All I've ever done is wait around on you, and you've always just taken me for granted and tossed me aside for girls like... her," Sunset spits out in the general direction of your room, her voice cracking heavily under her impending sobs.
    "Sunset, please, you know that's not true. You mean the world to m--"
    "Oh, fucking stop," she says, gritting her teeth. "Ever since high school you've done nothing but waste your life with girls like her, doing nothing but living in the moment while other girls who were much better for you waited, and waited."
    Sunset stopped for a moment to close her eyes tightly and wipe some of the tears away. It isn't long until she looks back to you with the same hurt in her eyes from the other night. "Other girls that could've supported you, helped you through life, who would love you like you would love them back, not trash like her that sees you as a walking wallet to mooch off of. Don't even dare tell me it's not true," Sunset says, the tears she just wiped away quickly replaced by an even bigger batch.
    Suddenly it all dawns on you. Like a ton of bricks the realization hits you and you feel like the biggest idiot in the world. "We're not talking about other girls, are we, Sunset..."
    "I love you, you fucking idiot," Sunset lets out, followed by a whimpering sob as she continues to cry even harder. "I have ever since high school."
    You don't even know what to do. You just stand there, dumbfounded. You know you can't hug her, she'd just push you away. There are no words that could fix this right now.
    "I loved you so much that even after we graduated I couldn't stand the thought of moving off away from you. I followed you to that shitty community college, scared that if I ever actually said anything, you might push me away, think of me as just another one of the girls..." Sunset crosses her arms and puts one of her hands up to her face, the confession tearing her apart inside after what just happened.
    "Even if I couldn't be with you, I didn't want you to push me away if you ever found out..." Sunset sinks into her hand, letting the anger subside for a moment to let the unbridled pain flow out of her.
    Seeing her like this struck you to the very core, like a frozen dagger cutting your heart straight in two. "Sunset, I... I would nev--" you say, reaching a hand out to her again, hoping to console her, but she isn't having any of it.
    She slaps it away again, anger returning to her face."But now I know how much that actually means to you, and how much of my life I've wasted chasing dead ends."
    Sunset holds herself tightly, letting the hand fall from her face and the hurt take over her again. "Vinyl was right. What do I even have to live for anymore..." she whispers to herself.
    That was it. That's what broke you. You feel the tears streaming down your own cheeks now. The thought of your best friend like this is tearing you apart on the inside, and there's literally nothing you can do right now to help her. You can't even move anymore. Your mouth won't even open to say anything.
    "Just... Just leave me alone!" Sunset says, storming away from you, back towards the front door. The thunderous slam as she leaves echoes through you, and as Sunset walks down the stairs, you can hear her unbound sobs as loudly and as clearly as your own tired heartbeat.
    You slink down onto the couch, staring off at nothing. You had nothing; there isn't a single thought that crosses your mind anymore. You're simply devastated and nothing in the world is going to fix it and get your best friend back right now.
    The door to your bedroom opens, but you don't look over. You can feel Vinyl fall into the couch cushions beside you, but you can't even bring yourself to look at her.
    "Ouch. That one sounded rough, man. I'm sure she'll be fine in a few days and we'll all be back to-- woah," Vinyl says as she sees the tears streaming down your cheeks.
    "Dude, are you alright?"
    "No, Vinyl, I'm not," you say, letting a bit of venom out at her.
    "Hey, come on. You know how she gets better than anyone. She just needs a couple of days to cool off. In a couple of days I'm sure she'll be thanking me for getting her out of that stupid maid contract. I mean really though, it's not like she didn't know we were going out. She missed he--"
    "We're not going out, Vinyl," you say flatly, still not bothering to look over at her.
    "W-what?" Vinyl asks, taken aback.
    "Just because I let you stay here doesn't mean we're going out."
    "What are you talking about? We've fucked twice for Christ's sake! And three times if you count that," Vinyl says, motioning towards the bedroom. "You let me sleep in your bed naked! I fucking live with you, dude. How are we not going out?"
    You take a deep breath, staring out the window. You don't bother answering her.
    "Oh, come on, man. Don't tell me Sunset's got you this fucked up. There's no way you couldn't have known about her little crush on you. She'll get over it, man. You can still be friends. Look, we can go over to her place tomorrow and tell her how it is, alright? Tell her that we care about her but that she's got to accept that we're together." Vinyl gives you a strained laugh and a nudge on the shoulder. "And hey, if she's up for it, I'm definitely down for a few more threesomes."
    You're fed up. You look Vinyl dead in the eyes and her tiny smile immediately goes flat. "Vinyl, fucking drop it. You've already done enough, I don't need you messing this up anymore than you already have."
    You look away from her, letting a few more tears down your cheeks. You meant every word, but that didn't stop you from feeling guilty about it. You don't bother to watch Vinyl's expression, but from the crack in her voice you can tell it isn't anything good.
    "Wh... I... I just remembered, I have to go do a... a thing," she says, her words choking up in her throat.
    Vinyl quickly and silently gathers up her clothes, puts them on, and heads out the door without a word.
    With her gone, nothing but silence fills the air. In that silence echoes Sunset's sobs and Vinyl's choked up voice, haunting you and only making you feel worse by the second.
    You get up and turn the light out before sitting back down on the couch. You lean forward and put your head in your hands. In less than an hour you just destroyed some of the most important relationships in your life, ones that you might not ever be able to repair.
    As the tears stream down your face, you realize you had to make a choice. The last thing you want is to end up with no one, but you may have just forced your own hand. A million thoughts rush through your head about what to try to do, but you know none of them will work. You've got to think long and hard about what you really want out of life, and if at this point you can even get back what you just lost.. And you thought this morning was going to be difficult...