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dress with my hair curled and makeup running down my face. 
        "Shh, Ry. Stop crying. He's going through some stuff right now." Gage sat next to me on my bed, rubbing my back, never breaking contact with me as I cried like a baby.
      "No, Gage. It's been like this for years. It's like he hates me! What did I do to make him hate me?" I looked up seeing Gage's jaw was tight and his stormy eyes were looking into mine so deep I felt like he could see my soul. 
      "I don't hate you, Ry," he whispered right before slowly leaning in to kiss me. It was harder than what I remembered from Liam's small kisses, but not a bad hard, just rough around the edges.
    Figuring he was probably more experienced than me since he was Gage Porter, I went with it and found myself enjoying it more than I thought I ever would. He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead on mine. 
      "This may be terrible timing, Ry, but I think I love you," he said, eyes closed, hands on my face like he couldn't let go. This revelation shook me harder than the fight with Liam did and I cried even more. "No, no Ryley. Don't cry. Hell, I'm sorry, I just—" 
      "Don't apologize, Gage. No apologies tonight," I whispered, wiping my face.
    Staring into his face, his features were polar opposite from his brother's, but he was still one of the best looking guys at our school. 
    I leaned in to kiss him, this time taking him off guard. When the kisses turned in to something more urgent and we ended up laying in my bed, him on top of me, he stopped and looked down at me. 
      "Are you sure about this, Ry?" 
      "Positive," I said, mustering up the courage to throw a slight smile on my face. 
      "You know I've done this before, right?" He looked a strange mixture of euphoric and scared. I nodded and he ran his thumb over my bottom lip. "And you haven't?" The question was almost a whisper. I shook my head no, not breaking eye contact with him. 
    "If you're sure, I'll be as gentle as possible," he whispered, still tracing my lips with his thumb. That one touch from him had parts of me burning like they burned for Liam. I nodded again, fearing that using words at that point would break my will to lose it to Gage. 
    He got up and pulled a foil packet from his pocket, setting it on the table. Within minutes he was opening the packet and putting it on with practiced precision. 
    That was the night I lost my virginity to Liam's brother, and possibly lost the best friend I had in Liam.

CHAPTER 3
     
    LIAM
    "Why the hell did I say that?" I couldn't figure it out. I had no idea what was driving the hurtful words out of my mouth. 
    I'd been so miserable without her for so long. It was like I was punishing her for my insecurities. Insecurities that if Ryley and I got into a relationship that I'd get her hurt or end up getting myself hurt. It was just better if I didn't let anyone close. And that shit I had said about none of those people in her living room being my friends, it was bullshit. The only faces I noticed in that room were people that I had talked to every single day. And the most important face, Ryley's. I fucking ripped out her heart again. She gave me that same look when we were twelve and I told her she couldn't be my girlfriend anymore. Hurt on Ryley's face was the worst sight in the world; it crushed me. 
    I paced my room for an hour before I couldn't take it anymore. I had to apologize. I wanted to kiss her; it'd been years since I kissed her and I never got to properly kiss her because we were kids. I was sixteen now, and now I thought I had a better idea how to kiss a girl and I wanted my first real kiss to be Ryley. If she were the only woman I kissed in my whole life, I was okay with that, and up to that point, she had been.
    Ryley was never too girly, but she was one of the prettiest girls in school and because of that all the guys talked to her, tried to go out with her, hook up with her, but I knew for a fact she hadn't. I overheard her and