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                                                Brea


                   My shoulders shook as sobs racked my naked body and my heart felt like it was missing.
Sebastian sat in a chair across from the bed with his hands on his head. 
He was shirtless and something that I couldn't read showed on his face as well.
The drugs we took last night......
I didn't remember a thing but as I laid here....
Sore in between my legs and Sebastian with a pitiful look on his face....
I knew.
"I'm sorry, Brea. Please, forgive me. You said you wanted it. You said-", he spoke softly.
After my scream woke him up terrified, he quickly removed himself from beside me and slid his pants on. 
"I-I wasn't myself, Sebastian. What did you give me this time?", I spat at him. 
He remained silent as he racked his fingers through his hair.
"What the fuck did you give me?", I shouted at him. 
He remained silent again.
I quickly hopped out of the bed and winced in pain at the sensation that ran through my privates. 
"T-this can't be happening. This....I didn't want this. Please tell me we didn't-", I uttered lowly.
"We did....I- I'm so sorry, Brea.", Sebastian said as he stood and walked towards me. 
Quickly, I stepped back and rose my hands.
"No! Don't come any closer..... Justin. I cheated on Justin.", I spoke as my mind raced with thoughts of what could become of the best relationship I had ever been in. 
"Fuck him, Brea! I always told you that all we needed was each other. I told you that I'll take care of you-", Sebastian spoke with an annoyed tone. 
"No! You are my foster brother, Sebastian! We are not real family! I want to have a real family with Justin later in life! I want-", I shouted frantically as my hands ran through my hair. 
"Don't fucking say that to me, Brea! We've had sex now! We can be more-", he shouted suddenly making me jump. 
"We can never be more! Get over your fucking self! You're a drug dealer who's failing college. Stop trying to bring me down with you.", I spat.
Guilt filled me but anger overcame it as I gathered my clothes from the floor and slid them on. 
Walking to his dorm door, I placed my hand on the doorknob. 
Sighing, I gathered myself. 
"I think it's best we stay away from each other.", I spoke lowly, my grip on the doorknob tightening.
His chuckling chilled my soul. 
"Whatever you say, Brea.", he spoke softly.