The faithful boyfriend

**Dayle** 

The look on both their faces had thrown them into a den. Did I just hear that correctly? Ken likes boys?
Fuck! 
Out of everything, this is not what I came to hear. I literally came to tell Chrissy that I have to go. Amber needs my help and her Dad texted that I needed to help Amber analyse some documents. So it's primarily about work. 
 “Ken, you're gay?” I asked casually. 
 “He basically just came out to me, so yes, Ken likes boys too,” Chriss, being his mouthpiece, spoke for him while he remained blank.
 “Alright, man! It just came as a shocker, that's all. I literally don't care, I just came to tell Chriss something real quick,” I said and they nodded. “But, aren't you getting to someone? Your mother just made an announcement and here you are, bro!” I explained again, trying to decipher what had just happened. 
Ken rubbed his face across, practically distraught. 
 “I'm literally fucked,” Ken snapped out, his voice almost trembling. 
Okay, I don't know this guy to be this disoriented. He's just like my girlfriend, he knows what he wants. 
 “Just chill out. Just talk to your parents, Chriss and I would help if we got to,” 
Well, I just found myself offering help. I mean, the guy is a fucking mess in a suit. 
 “Thanks man,” said Ken, giving me a light pat on my shoulder as he attempted to leave. 
 “I'll be right there, hon!” Chriss said to him and he nodded, walking off to face his reality. 
 “Did you know?” I asked Chriss as soon as Ken was out of sight. 
 “Not at all. He just dropped the bummer. I have to support him you know. He's really in a tight situation,” she expressed herself, literally worried about Ken. 
I held her arms, “I know he can handle it. That's why you need to be there for him, okay?” I said as she nodded. “Erm, I have to quickly run. Amber’s Dad texted, he needs me to look over some documents at his house,” I explained and I could already sense Chrissy’s disappointment. 
 “Amber’s Dad?” she reiterated and scoffed. “Couldn’t he just… wait until Monday or something? Or share the document through your email? I mean, there are tons of options out there, baby,” she pouted, cradling my fave in her delicate hands. 
 “Yeah, I know, baby. I already told them that I was coming. It's not gonna take past an hour, okay? I promise…” I managed to convince her with a soft, lingering kiss. 
 “Okay, baby! I love you so much and I'm gonna come pick you up. Just hang on tight,” I added as we hugged like it was our last moment. 
 “Break a leg and stay off Amber’s tricks!” she warned teasingly as we laughed it off, but she meant every word. 

I told Steve that I would be gone and too bad that he was in an argument with his girlfriend over not wanting to give children yet. Steve doesn't want kids yet but Maggie does. 
The imbalance has been a rift in their relationship for months now. 
I finally entered my car, making my way to Amber’s house. 

…
Some minutes later, I pulled over before the huge edifice. 
The same building that reminds me of our high school days and its shenanigans. 
I stepped out of the car, grabbing my cell phone. The housekeeper approached me with a glass of champagne. 
 “Welcome, Mr. Theodore! This is from Mr. Hart,” she said with a playful smile as I took up the glass and gave an appreciative nod. 
 “Could you let him know that I'm here?” I said as I nodded quickly. 
 “He’s upstairs! Do you mind if I show you upstairs ?” she offered. 
 “Oh no, thanks. I can find my way around,” I snapped and headed up. 

The first thing that hit my nose was the smell of burning incense. Giving it a certain aesthetic that was definitely not Amber’s father’s idea. 
In the hallway, the right turn was the private living room where we hold meetings. 
At least, recently. 
  “Mr. Hart?” I called out nicely and took a sip from the champagne that tasted soothing. 
 “Are you there?” I called out again as I looked around the cozy living room, where the scent had been coming from. 
I turned to leave the room as someone interjected. 
 “My Dad’s on his way, Dayle!” 
That was Amber’s voice. 
I spun to face her while a smirk danced on her lips. It was oddly normal. And... She was only wearing a black bra and a g-string from Victoria’s Secret.
Her hair was messy and flowy, she had a very tough makeup on her face, holding a glass of whatever it was that she was drinking. 
 “Okay! How long is bling to take? Or I'd better call him…” I said raking out my cellphone she was quickly interrupted. 
 “In the next 10 minutes,” she snapped. “Have a seat, Dayle! We are not strangers,” she let put casually. 
 “Well, I'm not comfortable with the way you dressed. It's your house, your shots, I get. So, I’ll be waiting downstairs until your Dad is back,” I said as I attempted to leave again and then she voiced out again. 
 “I’ll cover up, just… give me a minute…” she disappeared into one of the rooms I guess as I sat and emptied the glass of champagne.
I stared at my phone and texted Chrissy that I would be a bit late since I was waiting for Amber’s Dad.
Her reply popped up instantly. 
  ‘See you soon, missing you a lot!’
I sent some kiss emojis and tucked.
Something felt amiss. 
From the fragrance to Amber’s dressing, I felt terrible for being here already. 
If her father had not texted me directly, I wouldn't be here at all. 
Trying to dial Amber’s father, my vision started to blur and I was unnecessarily weak. 
It dawned on me that what I drank could have been laced, no doubt. 
I managed to rise, rubbing my face multiple times. 
 “Oh no, Dayle, where are you going?” Amber asked as I looked over my shoulder. 
 “Was this your plan? Is your father actually coming? What did toy do, Amber?” I tried to scold her but my voice was losing its firmness. 
She smiled, taking off her cover, and all I could see was Amber’s bare body. 

I had been set up. 

“You fucking bitch—”
 “You can talk all you want but you can't run from me, Dayle. You've successfully fallen into my trap,” she snapped with a smug grin as I staggered, making my way to the door but then she grabbed a controller and automated the locks. 
 “Oops! We are on lockdown,” she chuckled darkly, her voice dripping with desire. 
I leaned against the door, I was just too weak to do anything potent.
I dropped to the ground as she walked over to me, caressing my body while I struggled to push her away. 
Amber was like the devil, she just kept laughing at my weak attempts, as if waiting for me to finally pass out. 
She sat on me, still nude and unbothered. Her skin rubbed against mine. 
I was left to my thoughts alone, and I was physically numb and unable to move my skin. 
 “So, Mr. Faithful Boyfriend, let's see how devoted you are to keep your vows, ‘cause I'm gonna fuck you my goddamn way,” she said to me and I saw nothing but darkness.