RED'S POV
Shirley dropped her knees on the floor beside my seat. Her face flushed right away as she called me, and tears started to run down her cheeks.
"I'm so sorry, Red. I never meant to cheat on you, but I was drunk."
I got shocked to see her kneeling. Though it hurts, I knew I should not put all the blame on her. Eric had already explained that Calla was the root cause of all these. However, if she didn't show Eric any motive, he would not have taken advantage of her weakness.
"No, Shirl. Stand up. I won't say I can forgive you, but the wound is still fresh," I mumbled while pulling her up and helped her stand up.
"I know!" She was already sobbing, and to spare us both from making a scene, she ran away and went to the bathroom.
Scenes of our friendship flashed in my mind again until it wandered to that moment where I saw them covered with a thin sheet--both naked. Nothing hurt me more than seeing them like that, so having it on my mind again, made me sob as well.