I heard keys jiggling at the door. Denise entered the room giggling about something Weston was saying. Seeing Drake and I standing in the middle of the room and me with tear streaks and a snotty nose, Denise ran to me. "What's wrong?" she asked.
I burst into tears again. "Please, make Drake leave!"
Not understanding what was going on, she followed my wishes and insisted that Weston take Drake and leave.
"Come on man. I don't know what's going on, but let's go somewhere and talk," Weston said as he pushed Drake out of the door.
Looking back at me with puppy dog eyes, Drake said, "I love you and will never give up on us."
In a fit of anger, I shouted, "You gave up on us when you screwed that bitch, Autumn!" I ran into my bedroom and slammed the door behind me.
Denise knocked and entered the room without waiting for a response. "Now, tell me what's going on? What do you mean Drake slept with Autumn?"
Pulling myself together, I explained how I decided to surprise Drake tonight at his dorm and what I walked in on.
"Oh my God! I am so sorry, Lyssa! I can't imagine what you are going through. I ought to kick both of their dirty dog butts myself. And, I can't believe the nerve of Autumn. She had to seduce him. She is a slut and everyone knows how bad she wanted him. The nerve of her!"
"I can't put this all on her, Denise. Drake was responsible for his own actions. He could have said no. Girl, and on top of that he didn't even use protection. How stupid can he be?" I asked with renewed anger in my voice.
"Alyssa, he told me before he left that he asked you to marry him. Now, I understand why you turned him down. Men can be so stupid sometimes. What? Did he expect for you to fall all over him and accept his proposal?"
"I don't think he's that delusional. He got the picture that I want nothing to do with him now or in the future."
"I hate to tell you this while you are down, but Weston proposed to me tonight, too. And I said yes!"
"That's great, Denise! You never have to apologize for being happy. I'm happy for you," I said reaching over and giving her a hug. "Is that the ring on your finger?"
"Yes," Denise said proudly displaying the princess-cut diamond on her finger.
"That is so beautiful. I am truly happy for you guys," I said as a mixture of sadness and joy swept over my spirit.