Best friend Like Mila

I slipped out of Jayson’s massive bed while he was still snoring softly, my heart racing like I’d robbed a bank. His ugly girlfriend Cassie could wake up any minute. I wasn’t about to get caught.

I quickly threw on my dress, stuffed my heels into my bag, and tiptoed out like a thief in the night. The morning air hit me cold as I ran barefoot down the long driveway. *Shit. I completely forgot about Mila.* I didn’t even order her an Uber last night.

I flagged down the first taxi I saw, heart still pounding from the wild night. When I burst back into the club, the place smelled like spilled alcohol and regret. And there was Mila, knocked out on one of the VIP couches, mouth slightly open. But that wasn’t the worst part.

Cassie was sleeping on the couch opposite her.

“What the actual fuck?” I whispered. This bitch really slept over waiting for someone to come pick her up? No self-respect at all.

I shook my head at my own hypocrisy and gently tapped Mila’s shoulder. “Mila… babe, wake up.”

She stretched like a cat, rubbing her eyes, then suddenly jerked upright, eyes wide. “Where the hell am I? Girl, why am I still here?!”

“I’m so sorry,” I said softly, trying to look innocent. “I forgot to order your Uber. But it’s cool, I’ll drive us. Let’s get out of here.”

Mila narrowed her eyes, studying my face. “Wait… where the hell did you disappear to last night? Don’t even play with me, Riley. You better not tell me you actually went home with Jayson.”

I bit my lip, trying not to smile. “Well…”

Before I could finish, her hand flew out and lightly slapped the back of my head. “That’s for leaving me here like a stray dog! It better not happen again or I’m unfollowing you in real life.”

I laughed and pulled her into a tight hug. “I’m sorry, babe. For real. I got carried away.”

We grabbed our stuff and headed to the car. The second the doors closed, Mila turned to me with a mischievous grin.

“So… spill. How was it? Was he big? Did he eat it right? Tell me everything, you nasty bitch.”

I laughed, starting the engine. “Girl… he was amazing. The way he grabbed my ass while he was deep inside me? I swear I saw stars. And his tongue? Chef’s kiss. I was shaking so bad after the second round I couldn’t even talk straight.”

Mila’s mouth fell open. “No way! But what about Cassie though? That girl gives me weird vibes. You better be careful before she finds out and tries to fight you. Rich girls like her don’t play fair.”

“I know, I know,” I sighed. “It’s just sex. Nothing serious.”

But even as I said it, I wasn’t sure I believed myself.

We drove in comfortable silence for a while until the memories started creeping in again. People never understand when I say I have no family. The kind of pain that comes with that kind of betrayal… it changes you.

Two years ago, I was supposed to marry the love of my life.

Jeffery was everything most girls dream of — handsome, rich, and soft in the best way. He wasn’t some hard guy trying to prove himself. He was gentle. Safe. Or so I thought.

One evening while we were planning the wedding, I brought up something that had been on my mind.

“Babe, what do you think about making Georgia one of my bridesmaids?” I asked, scrolling through P*******t on my laptop. “She’s my closest cousin, and I think it would be nice.”

Jeffery’s eyes shifted. He scratched the back of his neck, avoiding my gaze. “Uh… you sure about that? Your sister could do it instead, right? Georgia’s kinda… busy these days.”

I laughed it off. “She’s family. It’ll be fine.”

He forced a smile, but I saw the fear flicker in his eyes for a split second. I should have paid attention.

On the wedding day, I was glowing in my white dress, feeling like the luckiest woman alive. But Georgia was taking forever to come help me. After twenty minutes of waiting, I decided to go look for her.

I pushed open the door to Jeffery’s dressing room… and froze.

There he was — on his knees, face buried between my cousin’s thighs. Georgia’s dress was hiked up, her moans filling the room as she gripped his hair. My supposed husband was eating my cousin’s pussy like it was his last meal.

The world stopped.

My bouquet slipped from my fingers. “Jeffery…?”

They both jumped. Georgia’s eyes went wide with shock. Jeffery’s face went pale.

“Riley — baby, wait! It’s not —”

I didn’t wait to hear the lie. I turned and ran, tears already blurring my vision, my perfect white dress suddenly feeling like a fucking joke.

I didn’t go back. I locked myself in my old room for days, ignoring the nonstop calls and messages from both of them. That pain carved something deep inside me.

Writing saved me. Pouring all that hurt into my first book was the only thing that kept me from drowning.

Even my own family betrayed me.

We were having breakfast one morning when my dad cleared his throat.

“So… have you forgiven Jeffery and Georgia yet?”

“Hell no,” I snapped.

My dad shook his head. “You know that boy was too good for you anyway. You never treated him right. Georgia is calmer… kinder. I support him, honestly.”

My mom actually laughed. “He has a point, honey.”

Even my sister Lila nodded along.

I dropped my fork with a loud clatter, staring at them in disbelief. “Are you serious right now? That’s what you say to your own daughter? Your sister who’s fucking hurting?”

I stood up so fast my chair fell backward. Without another word, I packed my bags, moved out, and never looked back. That was the day I decided — family is a lie.

I shook the memory away as I drove Mila home.

We finally got to Mila’s apartment. The second we walked in, she kicked off her shoes and dramatically collapsed onto the couch.

“Girl, I’m starving. Let’s order some fried chicken, I can’t even function right now,” she groaned.

I laughed and flopped down next to her. “Say less. I’m ordering extra spicy.”

Thirty minutes later, we were sitting on the floor devouring hot fried chicken, licking sauce off our fingers like two messy kids.

Mila wiped her mouth and gave me a sneaky grin. “Okay but for real… tell me everything. How many rounds did y’all go? Did he cum inside you? Don’t leave anything out.”

I grinned, sucking sauce off my thumb. “Three solid rounds, babe. The last one he had me bent over his couch like I owed him rent. And yes… he came inside me twice. I’m probably still dripping his shit right now.”

Mila screamed and almost dropped her chicken. “You are so fucking nasty! I love it! You better be careful so you don’t get pregnant. Cause trust me, Cassie would literally lose her mind. And I'm sure you wouldn't want to risk that.”

We both cracked up.

“Imagine her face if she ever finds out,” I said, laughing so hard my stomach hurt. “That girl looks like she cries with a full face of makeup on. She’s actually ugly as hell up close.”

Mila was dying. “Ugly and delusional! The way she was sleeping on that couch like a guard dog… babe, she’s a whole placeholder. Let her keep waiting.”

We kept roasting Cassie for the next few minutes, laughing our asses off.

Then my phone started ringing on the coffee table. Jayson’s name lit up the screen. I glanced at it, rolled my eyes, and hit ignore.

Mila raised an eyebrow. “You’re not picking up?”

“Hell no,” I said with a smirk. “Let him stress a little. He’s probably confused why I disappeared after he fucked me so well.”

The phone rang again. I ignored it.

Third time. Still ignored.

Mila shook her head, grinning. “You’re cold for that… but, I’m down for it. Make him work for it.”

I leaned back on the couch, slowly licking my fingers while staring at my phone. A naughty little smile spread across my face.

“Next time he calls, I might actually answer… or maybe I’ll just send him a picture of my pussy instead. Let him know exactly what he’s missing while I’m chilling here with you.”

Mila screamed and hit my arm. “You’re actually insane! But honestly… do it. Send that shit. Make him lose his damn mind.”

With Jayson, I’m not making the same mistake. This thing between us is never going to be more than a fling. Just sex partners. Sextuationship that's what it is

I’ve built these walls high for a reason and I won’t let anyone break me again. But damn… Jayson might be dangerous.

Hey Jayson… welcome to the world of Riley.