and all because she liked a boy, your boy.

You and Emma were friends since you were little, you shared tastes and some common friendships. Everything was going great, you both liked the same flavor of ice cream, you were like sisters. But as everyone says ::

The worst thing about betrayal is that it NEVER comes from an enemy.

“I like Draken and...”

The blonde exclaimed, looking at you with guilt and shame. Did she really like your boyfriend? It's not possible, how-

"And... I slept with him.."

The guilt on the face of the one you considered a sister increased even more. This can't be happening, you're dreaming.. right? You could swear it was a joke, so you started laughing and denying what she said, as if you were trying to convince yourself it was a joke.

"I'm not joking!... I slept with him, I'm not joking!"

... so, she wasn't lying. Your best friend, your sister... slept with YOUR boyfriend?!