When my phone starts buzzing with texts from the boys, I throw it across the room, before finding a clean spot and sinking to the floor. Leaning back against Nate’s bed, I will this day to end. I’m not interested in being a part of anyone’s games. I know that I’ve never previously bothered to correct the rumor that I cheated on her, but I never expected Nicole to give the rumor legs with blatant lies. God, I’m bad at choosing women.
