My ex's best friend 2

Becca's Pov

Was he fucking serious right now! I thought shocked, was he really breaking up with me?

Even though I was shocked, I wasn’t really surprised. I had somehow been expecting something to happen after I had overheard a conversation three weeks ago, between Ken and his best friend Pete.

“I agree you shouldn't be with a girl like that. You can’t trust her, she is a broke ass nobody with a looser family. She is just using you to social climb.” Pete was telling him. “Your family name carries a lot of weight, and that is what she is after. You don’t need such a woman. Dump her.”

“No Pete, she is different. She is hot, sexy, and smart. She hasn’t asked me for anything. She loves me, not my money.”

“She is pretending. Anyone with eyes can see that.” He said firmly. “That’s what gold diggers do to lure you in before they strike. Leave her. Before she ruins your life and destroys this great thing you have now.” Pete insisted.

I listened tensely as Ken kept insisting I was the best for him, while Pete kept disagreeing.

I was shocked, angry, and confused. Since I'd met Pete he had always been like my friend too. We both like thriller movies and would discuss them for hours when we hung out at Ken's place. He always gave me the impression he liked me, then why was he be tearing me down to my boyfriend behind my back?

As I listened to all the nasty things he was saying about me, my blood boiled. Then he said. “I can bet you aren’t her only boyfriend. If you aren’t careful she could plot with her other boyfriends to harm you. You need to get rid of her.”

I expected Ken to explode and tell him to mind his own business and stop talking nonsense. Instead, he didn’t say anything, almost as if he was starting to believe what Pete was saying.

That’s it, I thought, and entered the room. They immediately changed the subject, while the snake Pete greeted me warmly like my best friend. I answered coldly, now I knew exactly what he thought of me.

That evening I waited for Ken to tell me about their conversation but he didn’t. I decided he had concluded Pete was talking nonsense and dismissed it from his mind.

Pete was just a jealous snake and I knew my sweet Ken would never believe his lies. But then I also noticed Ken began spending less time with me, and rarely called. I told myself it was because he was busy, not because he was listening to Pete.

Now he had broken up with me, I could no longer lie to myself. After Ken left the restaurant, I managed to get up and walk out like a zombie. I couldn’t go back to work, instead I went home and cried all afternoon, then I decided I had to see Ken and get him to change his mind. So I went to his house, ignoring the voice in my head telling me not to, and met him with another woman, then got thrown out.

I was still red with humiliation. How could he replace me so fast? Had he been cheating on me the whole time while I had been loving and loyal? I was no longer upset; I was now mad. I wanted to hurt him as much as he had hurt me, And I told June and Ella that.

“Good idea. Now you are talking. How about you trash his car?" Ella said excited. “Or sneak into his house before he changes the locks and destroy everything in it, or-”

“No!” June said firmly. “That is a silly thing to do. Be the bigger person, just ignore him and move on.”

“Why should she be the bigger person? Give the asshole a taste of his own medicine.” Ella smirked.

“That is petty and silly.” June argued.

Silently, I watched them argue as I tried to decide whose idea I would agree with.

“Why don’t we let Becca decide what she wants to do.” Ella said finally.

They turned to me.