ARWAN
I screwed up.
I really screwed up.
I didn't really think about it at the time. It was almost like a reflex to shut her up. I just wanted to stop her talking and making things worse. I don't know how I came up with the idea of kissing her to do it. It was the worst thing I could have done. The worst. My lips against hers; that was the only line I shouldn't have crossed. And now I feel like a fucking idiot for doing it.
Without further ado, I step back immediately.
"Fuck, I… I'm sorry, I… I didn't mean to do that," I try to apologise, running my hands through my hair as I stand back up. "I'm so sorry."
Emery just sits there on my bed, staring into space. Seeing her like this only makes me feel more guilty. I'm a fucking asshole. Kissing her? Without telling her? When she likes someone else? And I want someone else? That's fucking fucked up. I'm fucking fucked up.
