My ex's best friend 3

Becca’s Pov

I stared at them dumbly, with my tear-stained face and red swollen eyes.

“Why not take a leave of absence and get away for a few weeks? Have fun and forget Ken.” June suggested.

“Yeah you may even meet a new guy.” Ella smirked.

I thought about it for a minute, then nodded.

“Sure, it is a good idea. I will do that.” I said quietly.

“Please do. You will feel a lot better.” June said hugging me.

Ella hugged me too. “I think going away is a good idea, although I would prefer if you got you own back on the bastard before leaving.”

June rolled her eyes and dragged Ella to the door. “Come on let’s leave her to rest. Take care Becca and please no more crying.”

I nodded and watched them go. My apartment suddenly felt very quiet, normally I would have been at Ken’s place. Pete would have been there too. We would all have been eating snacks, and joking or watching a movie. Not anymore. I had been tossed aside like a piece of trash and I was mad, but June was right, I had to be the bigger person.

I went to the bathroom to wash my tear-stained face then got into bed. All night I tossed and turned, unable to get Ken out of my mind. The worst was he had believed Pete when he knew I wasn't such a person.

I was too depressed to go to work the next day, so I called my boss and pretended I was sick. I asked for a two week leave, which was approved. In the afternoon after I had spoken to my friends, I logged into social media to try and distract myself, which turned out to be a mistake.

I saw pictures of Ken partying with the girl of yesterday. The sight of them so happy while I sat here miserable made me so mad I began to shake. I suddenly remembered Ella advice, then June’s advice. Fuck being the bigger person! I was mad and now I would get even.

Pete had ruined my relationship, now it was time to return the favor. I knew he had a girlfriend who had hung out with us once or twice, I decided I would go to her place and tell her the type of two-faced bastard he was. I would lie he was cheating on her and encourage her to dump him. It would be a taste of his own evil medicine.

I grabbed my jacket and rushed out. I had an idea where Laura, his girlfriend, worked and went there. I caught her as she was leaving the building and called her name. She turned and looked at me curiously.

"Hey, remember me?" I grinned.

"No, should I?" She asked puzzled.

"I'm Becca, Ken's girlfriend. Pete's friend. We have hung out together remember?"

"I know Ken, but sorry I don't remember you."

"That's okay. It was only twice."

"What can I do for you?"

"I need to talk to you about Pete," I paused dramatically. "He is seeing someone else."

I held my breath as I waited for her angry reaction. Instead she shrugged.

"Good for him, at least he had the courage to open up." She said.

I frowned in confusion. "What?"

"He has been crushing on a girl for months, since I knew him in fact. I don't know who she is but he really likes her, I urged him to let her know how he feels but he was reluctant to, says it's complicated. I am glad he has now. Do you know who she is?"

I shook my head. "Wait, he was crushing on another girl while you guys were dating?" I asked confused.

"We weren't dating. I wanted us to, but he was too into his crush to agree, so we were just friends. I'm in a relationship right now and I'm on my way to a date, so if there is nothing else I better be going. Tell Pete I am happy he finally went for the woman he loved."

I stared at her open mouthed as she walked away, not believing what had just happened. So much for revenge, I thought in frustration.

I went back to my flat and dropped on my bed, still feeling frustrated and angry. After some time I decided to snap out of it. I would find another way to deal with Pete later, now I needed to make myself happy. I would drink, dance, and forget my problems. I went to the bathroom and took a shower, then got dressed and applied my makeup. My heart was beating very fast as I thought of going to a club alone. Maybe I should invite June and Ella? No. They would start looking for Ken’s replacement and I was in no mood to be matched. I would go alone and enjoy myself, I thought, as I stood before my mirror. I looked at myself and was surprised to see how beautiful I looked. Must be heartbreak glow, I thought wryly. Then took a deep breath.

“I can do this.” I muttered.

I grabbed my handbag and went to find a cab, which took me to a newly opened club in the middle of town. I went in and ordered a drink. The music was loud and everyone seemed to have someone with them, which suddenly reminded me how alone I was, thanks to Pete. I began to fume. After some shots, I was ready to kill him. I decided to go over to Pete's place and give the jerk a piece of my mind. Then I paused, maybe it was the alcohol or my desire for revenge, but a wicked thought came to my mind. Why not give Ken a taste of his medicine using Pete.

Grinning, I hurried out of the bar and took a cab to Pete's place and knocked on the door.

I took a few deep breaths and rubbed my shaky, sweaty palms on my mini skirt as I waited.

There was no answer. I tried again. I heard someone come to the door, then it opened and my enemy was in front of me.